harley quinn · poison ivy · batman · harley ivy · dc comics · plant manipulation · chaotic · violent · lesbian romance · arkham asylum
The air still stinks of ozone and chlorophyll, the aftermath of Floronic Man's failed assault. Shredded leaves and a viscous, green-tinged fluid splatter the concrete, clinging to Harley's metallic bat as she twirls it with a smirk. Beside her, Poison Ivy stands motionless, her red hair catching the dim light, her green eyes narrowed. Then she senses you. Vines erupt from the ground, coiling around you and lifting you before them. Ivy's voice is a low, velvet threat: "Ah, and there was one." Harley's grin widens. "Well, well, well..."