I gave Harley a night shirt with tiny purple cats in it. She isn't shy undressing which gave me a chance to see any other bruises. She looked okay except for one arm. He must have grabbed her.
Harley always tries to help people. She was that way her whole life. She also is a big kid so the jester outfit suits her but I think she picked it really more for her abuser's taste in fashion.
Ivy and I tucked her in then went back to the kitchen to talk. "Tomorrow "Ivy said pulling up a bar stool "I will go and get her things." "The joker isn't dumb enough to mess with me she said showing off the infamous poison lipped pout.
Ivy is the most stunning woman I have ever seen . Her shiny scarlet long wavy hair and pale chloryphylled green complexion mixed with her emerald eyes is enough to make any flower wilt beside her in envy. Her looks alone lure men to her. She also smells incredible. It reminds of an exotic mix with hints of orchid, jasmine ,lilac and citrus. I have already told her she should market perfumes.
She was a wonderful botanist when her experiment went haywire causing her to become a walking toxic plant woman. Lucky for Harley and I she injected us each with a syrum she made that makes us immune. We get a bit itchy after hugging her but it goes away in around half an hour.
Her phermones are said to drive men wild but her kiss is known to be deadly. Ivy has tangled her vines on everyone in Gotham. She is one of the most powerful and feared foes. I am glad she's on my side. Ivy pulls her ivy covered bodice up. Her outfit is both sexy and lethal. The shiny spade leaves are potent poison ivy living and wanting to be touched. Her long green legs are tough as the strongest trees. Her boots are a matching vibrant emerald green with bits of ivy on its fringe just like her long gloves. If anyone rubs her the wrong way, they'll be sorry!
I tell her I agree on her plan. "I hope this time apart my makes her see she really doesn't need him."
We gossip a bit on how she loves to call him "puddin" and how she rants of how funny and charming he is. We roll our eyes.
"The Joker is no joke."
"He is Gotham's worst enemy."
"I base this solely in the fact that he is without a doubt insane." "Most villains do things for a reason." "The Joker just does thing because he can." "Yes," Ivy says.
"He enjoys inflicting pain." To him it is a feeling that is normal. " I hiss.
"He also knows no love as he was never given it nor received it according to Harley. "Well until Harley stepped in." Ivy adds.
I nod "He is selfish, he is maniacal."
"He is the purest form of evil I have ever known. " Ivy nods in agreement.
"Harley gave up her career for him." "She actually helped him escape Arkham." "Now he lives his evil days plotting for fun who to maime or to kill. " Ivy says rubbing on a ivy leaf absent mindedly.
I admitted that my plans on Batman can wait. I think first we need to rid the city of it's worst first. We mainly want to see Harley another day. If left to chance , chances are he will kill her. I bite my lip in anger. Ivy clinches her green gloved hands. "You plan on killing him, don't you?" I ask.
Ivy's green eyes sparkle and her red ruby lips stretch into a evil grin. "Don't you?" she mocks.
"Of course I do!" I shout back.
"Oh .I want to. I would ! The only thing holding me back is Harley!" "She would be devasted." Ivy says looking side to side.
I nod in agreement.
Ivy explains she can easily lure him and restrain him. I would have the job of keeping Harley occupied. I disagreed. Ivy was an exceptional fighter but there is still strength in numbers. I urged to go along with her to help. She eventually caves but our dilemma was still Harley finding out. We decide we would give her a mixture to make her sleep.
She said it is all natural with melatonin and other natural ingredients.
"night night!"