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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2023 3:51:12 GMT
Characters Appearing: Pamela and Tex Hex Location (s): The village Previous Thread Name.: None Plot Summary.: Pamela is busy selling plants as she runs into a very unusual looking cowboy. He is obviously not interested in buying plants this time.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2023 3:52:06 GMT
This village was fascinated as Pamela was setting up her shop in the nearby trees. She seemed to have made a good impression or comradery, with the humans, that were there. While they were fascinated with her plant life. Pamela knew she needed to return to living in the woods once the day was over. The mansion, which she had called home, was still there waiting for her, with the rest of her greenhouses. It was perfect. No batman. No Gotham. It had everything she wanted and more. As Pamela could finally be with her plants again in peace. It was warm and sunny that afternoon. Hardly any clouds in the sky. No signs of rain. It was perfect out. And no complaints either as the civilians of the village came and went into her shop. On occasion, one would buy her plants. As far as Pamela was concerned, she figured they were innocent and curious about them.
“You want the Aloe vera? It will have to be repotted, in a couple of weeks. However, I think with some sunlight and some water. It will thrive. That will be five pieces of silver.” Pamela said as she took the coins. Poison Ivy put them in the money box. That had been a successful purchase. While Pamela was content with selling plants. Pamela also felt like something was missing. She could be bored and waiting for the day that she could become a villain again. For now, she felt like she was hiding out among the treetop villages.
After a good while of selling plants or other decorative items, she decided to step out to look at the surrounding areas of the village. It was wonderful here. Like her little slice of heaven. As she knew she wanted to stay here forever. Perhaps that was possible. “Dr. Pamela, someone is here who wants to see you. I did not get a name, but I think it was important.” The man said. Pamela frowned. She knew she needed to get back to the shop once more. “I’ll be right there in a second. A shame my break is cut short,” She complained. Poison Ivy took a sip from her lemonade returning to her shop. she sat down at the desk where her plants were. So what did the person want? She would find out sooner or later to see what it was as the people were looking at her plants.
She had all kinds of plants there, and even more back at her home. She had spider plants, aloe vera, and a couple of cactus plants and flowers. They were all mundane or not, even the ones that she considered her prizes. She liked roses, that was the best flower of them all as she wanted the mysterious person to arrive. “Well? What do you want?” She asked, figuring it was certainly not about flower talk. Pamela went to go over to water some of the plants.
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