4 - Don't wake up, can't wake up, won't wake up

[poisonivyforyou]

 [Phone - Open]

[She didn't bother with any kind of filters, far too... pissed? Angry? Worried? She can even find the right words. She would have killed anyone, anyone but...]

I don't... even understand how- She'll end up death anyway, won't she? Always so reckless, so...

No matter what I do, no matter what I...

[But then again, this is Poison Ivy.

Comments

[vertulpen]

. . . flower shop? Are you okay?

[He should probably remember her name. Who has been obsessively listening to the phone all day? Holland has.]

[poisonivyforyou]

No, I'm most certainly NOT, do I SOUND okay?

[She recognizes the voice, but she's too freaked out for politeness]

[vertulpen]

[Wow, hence the asking.]

Can I do anything?

[poisonivyforyou]

I don't think so.

...Did you get a letter too?

[vertulpen]

[Quiet.]

Ja.

[poisonivyforyou]

[And she suddenly sounds less angry, and more... sad, worried]

...I don't want to kill her, Holland.

[vertulpen]

Then don't. I'm not.

[poisonivyforyou]

What about the consequences? Aren't you worried? I've seen the photos...

[vertulpen]

Don't they always lie? At least, that's what everybody has been telling me. . .

[poisonivyforyou]

They've also told me the place is nuts. I'm not sure it's worth the risk.

[vertulpen]

I know what you mean, but it's murder.

[He's torn though; wouldn't letting his citizens come to harm also be murder, in a way . . . ?]