Deeply Rooted (Applepoisoneer and MrBrightSide24)

Pamela Isley sat near the window of the rundown old house she had found near the toxic waste dumping site. No one bothered her out here, but on the other hand, it was hard to get anything to grow, even with the addition of the greenhouse room. Although it had certainly helped, it was still basically just a glass patio. The old greenhouse where she'd operated had burnt down only a few weeks before, and she was still feeling the effects of such a major loss of plant life, especially life that she had cultivated with her own two hands. It was like loosing several children all at once.


The redhead sat against the sill with a potted aloe plant in her lap, affectionately stroking the thick, gel-filled leaves and spines. She was so dupet, she hardly noticed the other woman who shared her home with her.
 
Harley Quinn strolled along the path, looking over each of the plants in the greenhouse. She was a quiet one, light on her feet. She wore the outfit she always wore when at home. A tight, red and black shirt and matching shorts along with a jacket with the same colour scheme. Each piece of clothing had various playing card symbols on them.

She ran her hand lightly over the plants as she walked, coming up to the woman she lived him before bending over, wrapping her arms around Ivy with a smile, "Why hello there!" she whispered, giggling shortly after with a large smile.
 
She smiled lightly, "Well, someone's feeling cheerful today, aren't they?" she chuckled slightly, rolling her eyes before walking forwards so that they could speak face to face. In response to the question, Harley simply shrugged, "No clue. Want to do something... Together?"
 
Ivy leaned back against the wall she'd been sitting near and thought, tilting her chin up a bit in contemplation. "Well, I guess the first question we have to ask ourselves is, should we have s ome legal fun or...?" She leaned forward enticingly at the implied suggestion that they could have illegal fun.
 
Applepoisoneer said:
Ivy leaned back against the wall she'd been sitting near and thought, tilting her chin up a bit in contemplation. "Well, I guess the first question we have to ask ourselves is, should we have s ome legal fun or...?" She leaned forward enticingly at the implied suggestion that they could have illegal fun.

Harley shrugged slightly, looking around for some creative inspiration as to what the pair could get up to, "Hm... We could do..." She bit her lip, unsure what to do, "Yeah... That sounds good, unless you have any other ideas?" She raised an eyebrow, "No clue really... Your choice."
 
Ivy thought for a while. As per usual, Harley didn't seem to be much help. But she wanted to do something that would take her mind off her char-broiled plants. The thing that usually did that the best was terrorizing Gotham citizens, but she couldn't think of anything going on that might lend well to her particular brand of terror.

"Well, the Mall is closed. Wanna go shop around? Take advantage of the, "Lights Out Specials?" She mused.
 
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