757/Ivy builds a Garden

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Ivy builds a Garden
Date of Scene: 02 June 2017
Location: Somewhere beyond Gotham City
Synopsis: Poison Ivy makes an impression on both Till and Tigra.
Cast of Characters: Poison Ivy, 222, Tigra




Poison Ivy has posed:
It is a evening, going on nighttime, many miles west of Gotham City, though the glow of urban lights pollutes the horizon none the less. The location is the future site of a natural gas expansion, recently approved by the state governor. What this part of the pipeline route has that makes it of interest, is it's proximity to a nature reserve, running just along the border.

Work has not yet begun on the location, but several industrial machines have been positioned in a makeshift lot nearby, and while no workers are about, it is not devoid of people entirely, two panel vans have just pulled up, and emerging from them are a group of obvious goons, all with a starry eyed distant look to them.. their leader? A woman in a too snug bodysuit, with clinging ivy attached to it, "Alright boys, let's get to work." Ivy states, her goons begin the task of unloading what was brought.. a collection of seedlings and plants.

Till (222) has posed:
It's always sad to see more of nature getting covered up by ugly concrete. And more vampire-tubes getting stuck into the earth to siphon away precious lifegiving... well, everything from nature. So of course Till came out to see it one last time before it got covered up. So imagine Till's surprise when there's a woman with ivy literally climbing up her body there, with plants and seedlings in a box.

And it wasn't just that. SHE was nature herself, the woman in the bodysuit. He could sense her almost the same way he could sense plants normally. So of course, he stopped there, watching her with wide eyes, somewhere between confusion and fanboyish awe.

Mind, he looks like he's about sixteen years old, this boy looking at Ivy with that oddly reverent look. It's probably no surprise, to have people of the male persuasion stare at her as if she was the only woman in the world. But this boy? He has a similar power to hers, and her connection to nature just might let her sense it too...

Tigra has posed:
Sometimes a tigress just needs to go commune with nature, get away from the noisy, smelly cities. Tigra'd heard of a place not far from Gotham City that seemed perfect to spend a few hours exploring. Next thing she knew, a few hours turned into all day long and the sun's on the way down before she gets to the point of leaving, approaching the parking lot where her car's located.

This happens to be very close to the site set for development, so when a couple vans roll up to the heavy machinery and a group of people that seem entranced get out, led by the woman in the bodysuit and vines? Well, naturally, Tigra has to stop and watch, a brow arching. She is quite obviously different from the norm as well, with all that fur and the tail. "What's this all about, then?" she asks herself quietly, the tail flicking side to side slowly.

Poison Ivy has posed:
While the goons of Ivy's continue about their business, hauling their seedlings from the van out across the area, Ivy remains nearby, gesturing lightly towards one of the excavators, the grass begining to grow up along it's body, starting to probe into the inner workings of the machine, quite the invasive species appearently. "Hurry up boys, we don't want to be out here all night.." Ivy calls out across the field, the two interlopers either unnoticed, or ignored, for the moment.

Till (222) has posed:
The young boy doesn't notice Tigra at first. Not until she speaks. "...Huh?" he turns in her direction, blinking, as if he didn't even know she was there until precisely then. Of course, he didn't. He smiles though. "Oh um... I don't know," he says politely. "I just got here." He doesn't seem put off by her feline appearance.

He pauses a moment. Then he looks at the grass growing into the excavator. "...Needs some prettying up, don't you think?" he asks Tigra. Then he's concentrating hard on the grass... and trying to raise some wildflowers up in it! Nice pretty yellow wildflowers!

Tigra has posed:
Tigra's eyes open up a little wider as the seeds are spread around and grass also begins to grow /very/ rapidly, to the point of overcoming the excavator. "Okay, I've heard of Miracle-Gro, but this is kind of ridiculous," she calls out. Whether ignored before or simply not spotted, that may be changing shortly as she strides boldly closer, seeking to find out more. "So what's the deal with all the plants here?" She's checking scents, listening for what she can make out. She could swear the grass had a sound to it.

Till's response draws some of her attention, looking him over curiously before he goes right into..helping? Did he do that thing with the flowers? What's the extra focus for? There doesn't appear to be anything she can see causing it. The growth just happens.

Poison Ivy has posed:
"Miracle grow doesn't have anything on me." Poison Ivy quips at Tigra's comment, a gesture given and another of the construction vehicles begins erupting in a verdant growth of grasses, much like the first. "And can't you see, I'm planting a garden here.. everything was just a little too.. dull, needs a bit of revitalization and a splash of color."

The Goons Ivy brought along with her are out now, bending down, planting the little seedlings they've been given intermittently through the field.

Till (222) has posed:
If Tigra's checking scents, she might be able to tell that the young boy's scent is... off somehow. He doesn't smell... 'real' at all. He smells like... well, like flowers. Like he should be sitting out there in the garden with the flowers that just grew, waving merrily in the breeze. However, as Tigra approaches, so does he. Maybe her speaking will pull the attention off him.

Then Ivy's explaining something, and Till's face lights up. "I can help!" he all but chirps, casting off any semblance of trying not to attract attention to himself as he approaches Ivy. He at least retains his Glamoured appearance of the young boy, so that's something. "I can help make plants grow too!" So yeah, the flowers were probably his doing.

Tigra has posed:
Oh, Tigra's definitely caught that flowery scent from Till, something that includes no apparent sense of 'human' to it. Not one bit. "You..um," she begins, raising a finger as if to start on making a point, only to cut herself off before it gets anywhere. Instead, the hand moves behind one of her ears to rub at it like she's trying to put something together in her head.

"I guess you can say that again," she adds toward Ivy when she talks of the fertilizer, leaving her to shake her head. "I like a good garden as much as the next cat, but..right here? With all this equipment around?" Till's enthusiasm to make more flowers grow and aid Ivy in her efforts lead to her lips drawing into more of a straight line.

Poison Ivy has posed:
"Maybe they shouldn't have parked them there, I suppose." Poison Ivy responds to Tigra's question, a light shrug rolling from her shoulders as she takes a step towards another of the construction vehicles, this one an earth mover, "The plants have every right to grow where and how they will, afterall." She produces a handfull of seeds, or spores of some sort and tosses them across the earthmover, when they hit they erupt into a tangle of vines that quickly engulf the vehicle. "And thank you little one." Her attention finally comes to Till, "You're help is... greatly appreciated."

Till (222) has posed:
Till pauses when Tigra begins to speak, looking to the feline woman. "Huh?" he asks again, this time sounding less like he's been startled. This time he's just curious about what Tigra was going to say. As for the garden here? "This is the best place for it. They're gonna tear all this down and put up a natural gas plant. They're gonna kill everything here. So... why not make is beautiful for what little time it lasts...?"

And then he gives a broad, happy grin at Ivy. "You're welcome! Let's make it pretty!" And yes, he's going to try for flowers on those vines. He'll be aiming for red, since there's already yellow, and it'll contrast well with the green grass and blue sky.

Tigra has posed:
Tigra finds herself taking a brief and involuntary step back when the vines sprout all over the next machine, her eyes widening sharply on the motion and rapid growth. Another wonder to marvel at, if not for the vandalism taking place, well-intentioned or not. But, for someone like her, how is she supposed to handle this conflict?

Both Ivy and Till are working swiftly to transform the area back to something much wilder, green mixed in with other colors that begin to build up. She ought to act on this, at least tell them to stop and find another place to grow a garden, but she's curious enough to sniff a little more closely at the scents that build up. "It /is/ kind of pretty," she admits, the tail flicking again.

Poison Ivy has posed:
A soft laugh escapes from Ivy's lips as Till starts adding flowers to the vines, "Yes, that is a nice touch." She says with a wry look crossing her features, "But I don't think this will be the last garden grown here, no." She adds without elaborating on the statement much. Out in the fields, the last of the plants are being placed, the first of her men begining to make their way back towards the gathering.

Till (222) has posed:
And Tigra's smeller will confirm it, if she's still looking for his scent -- there's nothing remotely human about that boy. Not in the slightest. Just plants. And if magic has a smell, probably that, too. Maybe something kind of like... somewhere between dragonfly and the scales of a moth's wings. Till nods to Tigra's words. "I just wish more people thought that. Just... leave SOME part of nature unconquered, right? Just allowed to be what it is?"

Ivy's words of there being more gardens gets a happy smile from Till. "Oh good!" he says, clapping his hands. "Gardens are much prettier than some ugly building." Oh dear. He sounds like a very impressionable sort. One that can be easily led into trouble...

Once those plants are planted and the people planting them start heading towards them, Till looks at the plants. "Do you mind if I give their root systems a jumpstart? Just to help them settle in, of course."

Tigra has posed:
Tigra does finally begin to frown. Something about this isn't adding up. Not only does Till just smell like plants or even some sort of..insect, perhaps..some of what she's seeing causes her to think a little more clearly as she asks, "But why do they all look the way they do? If I didn't know any better, I'd say they've been hypnotized." In fact, she goes to snap her fingers in front of one as a way of testing her theory, sniffing at his scent as well.

Her tail's moving with a bit more agitation compared to before, and Tigra explains, "I'm all for grass and vines and flowers, but something about this is rubbing me the wrong way."

Poison Ivy has posed:
The goon reacts, to push Tigra out of the way as she gets in his face, "Outa the way." He says, though the moon eyes are cast towards Poison Ivy, the sniffing? It may catch a whiff of the pheromones Ivy's used on her muscle, faint as it may be.

"Oh yes, do help with that little one." Ivy says with a little grin, "We should give them more then just a jumpstart.." She says with a soft laugh, a glance cast towards Tigra, more of those vines begin to errupt, this time in the vicnity of Ivy herself, the vines moving of their own volition, perhaps a bit protectively. "Whatever do you mean?"

Till (222) has posed:
Till blinks, looking at Tigra. "How so?" he asks. "We're making it pretty, and... well, kind of protesting. It's peaceful, though. Nobody's being hurt." That he can see, anyway. Though he's not completely unsympathetic to her discomfiture, as his tilted head and slight worried frown shows.

Till also notices the vines... and blinks. But a moment later he's doing what he said he was going to do and looking to jumpstart the roots of those recently-planted seedlings, trying to help them secure themselves in firmer soil so they'll be more difficult to remove. So they can grow freely!

He also has his back to Tigra, perhaps foolishly...

Tigra has posed:
Fortunately for Tigra, her reflexes and speed are good enough to catch only a glancing bit of contact at the most from the one who makes to shove at her. Her eyes then flutter briefly as the pheromones are noticed. That's something she may have to shake off, but as the vines start to move somewhat around Ivy herself and Till continues with his attempts to help beautify the area, she takes a half-step back and pinches at the bridge of her nose. No, there's nothing happening with her and Till, but she casts a glance toward her car. Should she stay? Should she go? "I mean..I'm not sure. Trying to remember."

Poison Ivy has posed:
Once Till has done his thing to help the seedling's take root, Poison Ivy joins in, encouraging them to grow, quite rapidly.. out in the field a thicket of vicious looking brambles, with wicked thorns and inviting flowers starts to spring up, a far cry from a nice garden, but it is quite pretty in a wild, untamed sort of way, a soft laugh escaping from Ivy's lips, "Isn't it beautiful?" she asks, casting a glance over towards Till and Tigra with a wry grin, "Boys, start packing up. We've places to be."

Till (222) has posed:
Till smiles once the work is done. "Natural garden in progress!" he declares, raising both arms into the air triumphantly. He looks at Tigra then, and blinks. "...Are you okay?" he asks, a note of concern in his voice. Ivy's calling her people to pack up and leave then, and Till offers to her brightly, "Take care!"

Though he's not going to just walk off and leave the feline woman there, no. He'll head into the new 'garden' first. Disappearing behind a particularly large vine, he seems to disappear. What's actually happened, though, is that he's let go of his Glamour and shrunk! He plans to hide out in a flower and watch the feline woman, until she finally wanders away. He doesn't want anything to happen to her!

Tigra has posed:
"Fine? Yes..fine." Tigra says this in a distracted way, squinting and attempting focus that is long in coming right now. It stays that way as she sits down near some flowers that had bloomed abnormally swiftly, and she rubs the sides of her face slowly.

It's as if some effect has left her feeling docile, but once Ivy, her henchmen, and Till are all gone (though she doesn't know Till's still watching), it takes a few more minutes before she can clear her thoughts enough to move back to her feet. Shortly afterward she murmurs, "Pretty garden," then she backs her way out of it in the direction of her car. It takes her about that long to regain most of her senses, and she rummages around for a bottle of water to splash soome of it across her face as a better wake-up call. Only then does she finally get to the point of driving off. This may take some time for her to figure out.

Poison Ivy has posed:
While the Garden is pretty, of course it is, it is also not very welcoming, nothing someone like Till would have a problem with, avoiding the sharp thorns, or the venomous blossoms, but it will surely cause quite the problem for someone to work in, or clear in an easy, reasonable time fashion. Ivy and her gang of goons board their vans, and off they go!