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"Help? We don't need your help," she ran her hand over the blooming buds. "I can protect my children myself, and give them a better world where they will be safe."
"Really? Let me ask, were you able to do anything significant for them? Can you voice at least some visible result? You don't have to answer, I already know how your past actions ended," pretending to put my hand in my pocket, I pulled out a document from there, in fact, taking it out of my inventory. "And according to these reports, you caused much more harm to nature than you helped. Your actions led to a chain of events that had a very detrimental effect on the surrounding world. What have you been doing all this time? Oh yeah, kidnapping people, controlling people, killing people, stealing, destroying, turning the public against yourself. Think about it, you are literally a representative of the world's flora, essentially, you are a dryad. You must show people the greatness of nature, its generous gifts, its benevolence, and at the same time show its fragility and the need for a reverent attitude towards it. That should be your goal. And what are you doing? What do your actions lead to? They are afraid of you, and at the same time they are afraid of your children," I ran my eyes over the local representatives of the flora.
"Do you think your words will change anything? You can chatter here as much as you like about how bad I am, I don't care. I do what I have to do, and I do not ask for understanding," Ivy stated emotionlessly.
"Yes, I cannot understand where so much hatred for the human race comes from. After all, human blood still flows in your veins. You kill people, but we are also part of nature, and you are destroying us. You yourself are destroying nature…"
"Shut up," Isley interrupted me in a heavy tone. "Man is part of nature? I have never heard such nonsense in my life. People are just parasites, a virus that slowly destroys the world around them. I will not deny the influence that man has on our vast planet... I will put it mildly - unfavorable. There you have your argument. Man cannot live without the gifts that nature gives them, but nature can easily exist without people."
"So we are parasites? What about Harley? Do you consider her one of them too?"
"Harley? She…" Pamela suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say to me in response. Oh, what a contradictory personality. She loves her plants, and she loves her friend Harley, although she is a sociopath. A sadist who values friendship…
You say that you do not love people? But I know you even better than you know yourself, Pamela. After all, I know of things you have not even committed yet. In the future, when Gotham is destroyed by a strong earthquake, you will take under your wing the children who became orphans as a result of the cataclysm. You will take care of the children as sons and daughters, protecting them from danger.
Someone like you simply cannot be bad. I know that there is goodness hidden deep inside you, and I want to bring it out.
"You say you want to help?" Isley returned to the beginning of our argument. "Empty words! I realized a long time ago that people can't be trusted. Especially men... You are just animals who have no right to judge my actions."
"Oh, and why rake everyone under the same tree," I rubbed my temples from the headache that had jumped out. Well, I can't blame her hatred of men. After all, Pamela's teacher Jason Woodrue is to blame for all of her troubles. As far as I know, she was a beautiful daughter of wealthy parents from Seattle, but emotionally distant from them.
Possessing a brilliant intellect, but shy and withdrawn, she immersed herself in the study of biology, becoming a model student with an unusual attraction to the world of plants.
She attracted the attention of her biology teacher, who subsequently charmed the girl. But instead of the expected date, the man kidnaps her, and for a long time he experiments on the student, injecting biological poison and toxins of plant origin into the blood. As a result, she was born - Poison Ivy.
Unfortunately, during the experiment, she became sterile. That is why she treats her plants like her children.
"I do not throw words around, and I am always ready to back them up with action. And not all people in this world are bad, the same applies to men. As I already said, you do not fully understand the consequences that follow your actions. I think it will be useful for you to familiarize yourself with the data in this document," I took out another folder. Let's hope she will not pay attention to how exactly so much stuff fits into my pockets.
"And you will finally understand that there are people who value nature."
"And what is this?" she asked, showing no interest.
"I have a good friend - Bruce Wayne. He is the owner of Wayne Enterprises, and an outstanding environmentalist. During his years in office, he spent a total of more than $800 million on parks, nature conservation, tree planting, forest fire protection, lake cleaning, and garbage collection. He made sure every penny was put to work. These are the results of his labors." I handed over the folder. "That's what it means to care for and help the environment. He has enormous material resources, as well as power and influence, allowing him to legally do what you aspire to. Now, you can do even better... Ivy, you can build forests, grow plants that can clean the air, create antidotes to poisons, and recreate long-extinct vegetation. But you need to do it legally, so that some freaks can't make claims against you. For this, you will need money, connections and influence. And I can help you with this... You yourself know that your actions ultimately led to nothing. These documents contain a comparison sheet, you and Wayne's company, and the facts speak for themselves."
It seems that my words have managed to reach her after all. She began to study the papers with great interest. It was the right decision to ask Bruce to provide me with a report on the charitable funds of his company. I needed an object of opposition, and I got it. It is necessary to show her a completely new approach to the matter and the impact it can have.
"Heh, very interesting," Ivy smiled sarcastically. "So, you want to help me, and in return I need to help you, right? So what exactly do you want from me?"
"You will find out everything as soon as you agree."
"Oh, how secretive it all is. I was even curious ... But I hope you did not miss one tiny detail. I am currently a hostage of this hospital, and I can not walk around freely."
"I can get you out of here legally. I have permission to do so. But I can only use it if you promise not to misbehave anymore," I said in a light and cheerful tone.
"So, I must become good. That's why you are here and trying to dig into my head. Do you want to set me on the right path? I'll tell you honestly, boy ... You are not doing well."
"On the contrary, it seems to me that I have made a huge step in that direction."
"Don't waste your time on me, try to straighten out some sense into this crazy clown. I've been wanting to rid her of this crazy and annoying Joker for a long time. But she won't let me. Harley keeps groveling before him, and he takes advantage of it. You men don't appreciate what you have, and you still have the nerve to justify yourselves," the girl said through clenched teeth.
Em, did she just put me in the same league as the Joker? Well, that made my day, now I can sleep peacefully...
"Sigh, I haven't said this until now, but... Harley dumped her pudding, and they're no longer together."
Deathly silence... It felt like I'd just stunned not only my red-haired interlocutor, but all the plants in this room. Not a single muscle moved on the poisonous girl's face, but her eyes were empty.
"Did I hear wrong, or did you really say that Harley and the Joker broke up?" asked the dryad, full of hope.
"Yes, that's right."
"Look at me, do you know what my expression says right now? One word- Bullshit!"
Yeah, I had to tell her exactly how things got to this point. I composed a whole drama about the love story of the craziest couple, right up to the sad ending. Although maybe this is not the ending, but just a new beginning? Time will tell.
"Alex Reath," Ivy gave me an appraising look. "You're funny... At first glance, there is nothing special about you, but I was able to discern an obsessive person in you. Like me, you relentlessly pursue your goals. Perhaps we are not so different."
I remained silent. She's right, I have my own goals, and they're pretty interesting: gain power, win all the girls, become famous, beat up Thanos, arm wrestle Darkseid, have some tea with Galactus, prank Loki... Damn it, I have so many things planned. And when will I have time to do all this? And I haven't mentioned everything yet.
"So Harley has become good now, and wants to get out of here as soon as possible. I'm happy for her," Ivy smiled, thinking about the fate of her friend.
"Don't you want to follow her example?"
"Don't expect everything to be so easy. Your words did not convince me, and I'm not going to become kind and help you with your dubious project. And everything connected with you is extremely dubious. You jumped out of nowhere like the devil, came to me, and whispered something in my ear... Go away, the negotiations failed," she returned to her flowers, ignoring me.
Intuition told me that the best decision would be to leave. As she said, the negotiations failed. Not that I expected any other outcome, but still a little offensive.
No big deal, this was only the first meeting, and I achieved even more results than I initially expected.
Perhaps, convincing a genius botanist to help may not be so difficult.
"It was nice to meet you, Pamela Lillian Isley. I'll be back, and we will continue our conversation...I really hope that next time the conversation ends differently."
She did not answer, continuing to stand, not paying attention to me. I left her herb garden and began to think about our conversation. My thoughts were just beginning to take shape when their order was interrupted by my escort. Seriously, my guide is already annoying me, as is his white coat.
"Do you know how long you were there? I'm afraid you are already exposed to her pheromones and are dangerous. We will have to conduct an examination and find out…."
Not wanting to listen to his nonsense any longer, I rushed to the exit. I had enough of this madhouse for today. If this guy continues to irritate me, I may actually end up in this hospital as one of the patients. I'm afraid even the "Player's Mind" will not help.
Once outside, I was met by another subject who caused a feeling of strong indignation and outrage in me.
"Is that all?" the guard said. "I hope you had a good time and now you want to stay inside longer."
"Your establishment is shit! And you work here. Remember this, live with it, mug," after walking a couple of steps past, I stopped, turned around, and spat on the ground. That's it, now I can go with a clear soul and conscience
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