The Park, Saturday morning

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After a long night on the mainland, Batman took a quick patrol through the town. In retrospect, it was clearly a mistake to go through the park. That was where the plants lived. And now the plants had covered his cape and were weighing him down.

And for the second time this week, Batman was forced to do a quick check. "Poison Ivy?" he called out. The only response were a few more sprigs of mistletoe shooting over to attach to his cape and wrap around the neck before he could even think of pulling the cape off.

Batman touched the communicator in his cowl. "Alfred. Send me the standard formula for taking care of Ivy's monster plants. I'm having an issue here."

This wasn't going to stop him from continuing his patrol, though. It would just be going a little slower. And he might spread allergens.

[OOC: Open for all of your parkly or Batmanly needs!]

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"I guess," April said. "Yeah. I think so."

Poor Batman.

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Batman put the batarang away, stepped forward, and went to sweep April into a passionate kiss.

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That seemed to content the mistletoe.

And April, but it took her another minute or so before she reached that point. That was a nice kiss.

"Nice doing business with you, Bat Guy," she said once she recovered.

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By the time she recovered, he was already gone.

BATMAN!