"What is it with barely legal men always stumbling into my garden?" She said as she slithered out from the open arms of the granite statue she had so gracefully draped herself upon. "And just because I want the entire human population dead, doesn't mean I'm particularly angry... merely vindictive."
The city water had taken clear effect with Ivy. The truth poured forth like the water it infected. "Maybe I'll start with you. I'm sure deleting your carbon footprint would be a good start...." Her trusty morning glory plant began to slither towards Damien, not knowing his own powers. Ivy, however, knew better. "Let me guess. You have some special powers you'd like to show off? Hidden God inside? Alien symbiote? Ancient cellular being activated? A vat of toxic waste left you touched in the head? Obsession with bats? I've seen it all...." By now she had crept close enough to draw a nail down his chest. It would buy enough time, if she played her cards and pheromones right, to distract him long enough for the vines to grow into place.