True, I don't know at all what kind of mories will return to . Will they be happy, or with shades of sadness, bright, or shrouded in darkness.
On the one hand, I want to know, I want to rember my life, to find out what it was like in the past world. But on the other hand, sothing stops … I won't strive for my past. But if it does co to , I won't avoid it.
I never thought that I'd talk about my problems with a psychologist, especially with Harley Quinn herself. I must admit: she really is an excellent master of her craft.
Our session lasted several hours. I talked about myself, about my future plans, though only concerning the company's affairs. Afterwards, the wonderful doctor herself opened up, telling several of her secrets.
She talked about monts in school, in college, in Arkham Asylum, when she was still a simple employee. Then, she got carried away, and she told about her dark and cruel deeds, which she committed while being a crazy clown on a leash at the Joker. I was shocked by her revelations. But now I can safely say that I got to know Harley better, and we were able to get a little closer.
After all, before that, I did not quite understand how exactly I should behave with her. After such a productive session of soul-searching, we both were able to find a core for our future communication. I was ready to say goodbye to Quinn, as she pounced on again, and carried into a passionate kiss.
"Good luck to you, my wizard," the harlequin said in a soft voice, tearing herself away from my lips. "You will need all your magical charm to defeat Ivy and take her away from here. I also do not intend to stay here longer than necessary, and therefore, I hope that next ti we will all et already in freedom."
"Heh, I will do my best…."
Now I was waiting for my last visit to the Poison Ivy Garden of Eden. And I can not say that I am nervous. Rather, on the contrary, I am all in anticipation of our new eting.
A beautiful girl and a handso guy in the sa room, what could possibly go wrong?...Actually….Everything...
Okay, ti to et Mother Nature. I know, I know, it sounded a little arrogant, but that's the point.
I was surrounded by fragrant flora again. The phrase "still blooming and fragrant" just begs to be used here.
"Hello, Pala," I addressed the girl standing in the most remote corner of the garden. "We et again."
"You are not welco here," Ivy said in a cold tone, causing all the vegetation to shake slightly.
"And here I was hoping for a warr greeting."
"If you have co to give out sweet speeches again, you better leave this place. I am not going to listen to you."
"It's a sha," I whispered, reducing the distance between us. "To be honest, I did not prepare for our eting. I did not co up with any new argunts, thods, or reasons. I do not know how exactly to change your mind."
"Then why are you here?" Ivy asked, looking at .
"To just talk? I just believe that you will make the right decision. I feel that you are ready to co with . But sothing is holding you back…"
"Do you want to know? I'll tell you! A long ti ago, I decided to try to leave Gotham forever. I escaped from Arkham and settled on an uninhabited island in the Caribbean. With the help of my powers, I turned the barren wastelands into a tropical paradise. It was then, for the first ti in my life, that I was happy," Pala said, rushing into mories. "Do you know what happened after? One Arican corporation decided to test weapons on the island, thinking that it was abandoned. After that, I returned to Gotham to punish the culprits... I haven't found everyone yet, but I will. Then I realized that I and people are not destined to live happily ever after."
"Not all people are bad, and not everyone is responsible for this. Don't generalize, please…"
"Oh, do you really an to say that I don't understand people? What a problem. As if any of them understand ," the representative of greenery grinned, returning her attention to the flowers.
"I'm trying…"
"Really?" Isley feigned surprise. "Better not, spare yourself. I myself gave up trying to understand people a long ti ago. So, don't awaken the "faith" in ."
"I can't claim that I understand what it's like... To feel the emotions of nature, all its pain, when the growing technological progress of humanity destroys vegetation. I can't even imagine all this unquenchable anger, fueled by such pain…"
Pala remained silent. I think she was surprised by the fact that an ordinary person could so accurately voice her inner feelings. Here I was cunning, since I rembered this feature of hers from the ti of reading comics. In war, all ans are good, right?
"But give a chance," I looked into the eyes of the silent dryad. "I want to understand, and share this burden with you, if necessary."
"Why should I believe you? I have t many n and none of them deserved my faith. The last representative of this sex even conducted a couple of experints on . He did not treat like a person, for him I was just a plant. Isn't this a sign that from now on I do not belong to the human race? It's not that I am against such an opinion, I just want to remind you that the first step towards this was made by a man, and not ."
"Are you talking about Hugo Strange?"
"So you know about him," Pala was surprised, "and you know what exactly he is? If you have such vast opportunities to even get out of here, does this an that you could also reveal the true identity of this slippery snake to the city? But for so reason, you still haven't done it."
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