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capeandcowllogs2012-04-26 07:07 pm
futurebatwoman) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-04-26 07:07 pm
Entry tags:
it's the path of least resistance
WHO: Max & Dick (a Batwoman & a Batman)
WHERE: a school playground
WHEN: early (early) morning 4/26
WARNINGS: violence against plants
SUMMARY: Awkward Batfamily teamups! and carnivorous plants
FORMAT: prose to start because this chunk of words would be hard to read small. whatever you want from there!
Carnivorous plants.
Yup.
Max had read the old newspaper reports and stories, so it wasn't like the idea was foreign to her. (Poison Ivy had really pulled a number with them several times back in Mr. Wayne's day.)
But still, this was definitely one of the weirder things she'd had to deal with since she got here. She hadn't been meaning to go looking for the plants - it wasn't her area of science and she didn't have any special weed-killing tools in her suit. It seemed like the sort of thing best left to people who actually knew how to approach carnivorous dog eating plants.
And that list of people didn't include her.
But she'd been swinging past a school on her usual patrol route when she'd heard the tell tale rustle of plants searching for food. (How had that become a familiar-ish noise already.) And upon checking close there they were, a random patch of evil plants smack in a school playground. Perfect. She stopped and dropped to the courtyard next to the playground. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she thought over what she had on her. There was probably something that she could use to handle this. Right?
There was no way she was going to call for backup to beat plants.
WHERE: a school playground
WHEN: early (early) morning 4/26
WARNINGS: violence against plants
SUMMARY: Awkward Batfamily teamups! and carnivorous plants
FORMAT: prose to start because this chunk of words would be hard to read small. whatever you want from there!
Carnivorous plants.
Yup.
Max had read the old newspaper reports and stories, so it wasn't like the idea was foreign to her. (Poison Ivy had really pulled a number with them several times back in Mr. Wayne's day.)
But still, this was definitely one of the weirder things she'd had to deal with since she got here. She hadn't been meaning to go looking for the plants - it wasn't her area of science and she didn't have any special weed-killing tools in her suit. It seemed like the sort of thing best left to people who actually knew how to approach carnivorous dog eating plants.
And that list of people didn't include her.
But she'd been swinging past a school on her usual patrol route when she'd heard the tell tale rustle of plants searching for food. (How had that become a familiar-ish noise already.) And upon checking close there they were, a random patch of evil plants smack in a school playground. Perfect. She stopped and dropped to the courtyard next to the playground. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she thought over what she had on her. There was probably something that she could use to handle this. Right?
There was no way she was going to call for backup to beat plants.
no subject
There won't be a scratch on it. Cross my heart, hope to die, et cetera et cetera and so forth.
[ She may be speeding, though. ]