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The cure had worked, he was thankful of that, with a little help from the lab technicians that worked for him Bruce and the few scientists he had left not under her control had worked out the antidote and got the city back to near normalcy. The process was rather efficient and he was happy to have his crew back to work and cleaning things up. Bruce did learn a thing or two, and some of what Poison Ivy had said rang out to him, that maybe it would be good to start thinking more of the environment.<br/>
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Now those changes wouldn't happen all in one night, or even in the course of two weeks, but he did put together a team at Wayne Enterprises for a meeting. "In light of recent events I want us to start thinking of ways to go more green. I am not saying we shut everything down, and I know it will be impossible to cut down on everything that pollutes, but I want each of you to head back to your sectors of the company and formulate ways to be more eco-friendly." There were several groans that followed, a few smiles, and in the end no one had the balls to argue with the all powerful Bruce Wayne. It wouldn't have done any of them any good anyways. He felt good about himself for it too, knowing that he was going to try to make a difference.<br/>
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Back at the cave he was working on his own private projects. One of them was a way to suppress the effect her pheromones would have on his body. His formulas had proven rather ineffective at this moment though, and short lived. He was also trying to work on ways to improve his suit to help combat the vines. Bruce looked at a few different options, one of them being an electrical pulse, they were living entities so it should have an effect on them, but his rubber suit was not a good conductor for that. The other thought was to attach weed killer to some smoke bombs, but that would be potentially hazardous for him to breathe as well. He did lace the sharp ends of his gauntlets and his batarangs with weed killer though, it should provide extra damage and hurt to the vines as he cut into them.<br/>
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The night the distress call came in was another typical night out on patrol. Batman had not seen any trace of Poison Ivy in the slightest bit. Still he remained vigilant and prepared for her each and every step of the way. He followed the location the signal came from, it seemed tailored to get his attention and he had no intentions of disappointing in the slightest. He pulled up to the warehouse that should have been abandoned. Vines crawled and crept everywhere, and Batman sensed that something was off. Still ignoring a distress call was not something he could just simply do. He would do his best to make a quick work of the whole situation. He parked the Batmobile and headed out toward the building as he entered it. There was flora and fauna everywhere, green was not the only color as it was filled with vibrant reds, yellows, oranges, purples, and all sorts of things. There were plants that definitely didn't belong, and he didn't know enough to know just how dangerous any or all of them were.<br/>
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He rushed in and spotted the body dangling by the vines, it looked like a helpless girl and he made his way swiftly toward her. Of course he was unaware of the tainted air all around him, though he did see the low hanging vines, they had thus far remained passive so he let them be. When he did reach the girl he soon realized it was a fake, a dummy, and that is when things truly began to go wrong. His mind began to grow cloudy, though he was still mostly in control, he also sensed a general arousal and will to find Ivy, though for different reasons than he had originally intended. "What sort of nefarious treachery is this?" He called out as he looked about to see if he could find her.<br/>
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