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Poison Ivy

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[longlegs]

[ Hearing her now is a mix of relief and, since eloquence fails her, shit shit shit. ]

Okay.

[ She's not disappointed when she never dreamed of being forgiven. Still deciding if this is better than what she'd predicted, which was a towering wall of nothing. ]

I have no clue. I don't know what I'm supposed to do either way, I'm just. Waiting to figure out what the fuck this is all about anymore.

You're leaving, right?

[greenpower]

That's the plan. Find somewhere in the jungle and peace the fuck out.

[longlegs]

That sounds pretty badass, not gonna lie. Can you still, uh, use your powers okay?

[ They'll be pretty damn useful out there, she imagines. ]

[greenpower]

Better than sticking around here.

[With absolute conviction.]

I still have my connection to the Green. It's not easily severed.

[longlegs]

Yeah, probably.

I'm glad. Hope you guys make it, out there.

[greenpower]

Me too.

[Because Ivy isn't sure what she'll do if they can't make this work. This place... it's not something she can stomach anymore.]

[longlegs]

And if you run into another fire creature, you know who to call.

[ That was a dream, cellar. ]

[greenpower]

[It still feels real, doesn't it. And it does feed that tiny bit of respect.]

I might. Maybe then we'll be square.

[longlegs]

[ She doesn't believe she will ever manage, but it's a nice thought. ]

I'll do my very best.

Good luck, Ivy. With everything.