9 - When we go up to bed you're just no good, its such a shame

[ivysgarden]

[Action, early morning]


[It had been... kind of a hectic week for Ivy. She killed, she got killed, she lied to her husband and now... now it had been his turn. Their kids are certainly growing up in a really nice environment, are they not?


Today, she had had to drink the milk. And with her luck... well, at least she hadn't have a slow death. And razorblades are just really, really painful. Nothing she hasn't have to deal with before, living in a place like Gotham.


Which might explain why is she determined to walk on the streets, even if she obviously has internal injuries, and most of her body is bleeding.]



[1249 Williams Road]
 
[When she reaches Harley's house, she barely has the strength to knock. But she had to look after her-  God knows what she had gotten into with this craze going around.]

Comments

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

[She flops in it- bad idea, it makes her wince all over.]

I'm not... known for my luck.

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

No shit? Couldn't tell.

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

[Not in the mood for sarcasm, so she just. Glares.]

...How are you holding up this week? People in this house, I mean.

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

[ He grins. ]

I got into a fight with the razors and lost. I don't know 'bout the rest of 'em. I don't keep track of 'em.

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

Just like me, then. Hurts to talk even.

[mathisradical.livejournal.com]

Didn't even bother talkin' the first few days.