<strong>South Side City Bank<br/>Merchant District in Gotham City<br/>3;30 A.M</strong><br/><br/>The safe proved little problem with four able bodied men to help her empty it.  The silent alarm had gone off though the moment the vault had been open, but with the wave of crime that was going on in the other parts of the city, the response time was drastically slow.  Poison Ivy had more than enough time to have the money put into an armored bank truck, but that was it as the entire area was surrounded moments later as her four spore infested guards filed in, one taking the driver's seat, her in the middle, and a third in the passenger side.  She was already prepared for this eventuality though as a helicopter hovered above the building, the spotlight shining on the opening garage door.  Smiling to herself, Ivy sent the mental command to her loyal plants under the city streets at last, and the resulting chaos was quite impressive to behold as they erupted from the ground right under the police barricade that had been set up to stop her.  Cars exploded and sent flying in every direction, men and women both were grabbed and restrained by vines from every direction, and the helicopter was pulled right out of the sky as more strong as iron vines grabbed the thing and pulled it down to crash and burn on top of one last group that had managed to stick together, only to be scattered in every direction.  It would be clear who did it now, but Poison Ivy didn't care as she had her boys deliver the truck to her mansion while she was dropped off by her Priss.  Following them home, the botanical terrorist grinned from ear to ear at how easy that had been, and no one was following them either which only made it all the sweeter.<br/><br/>Pulling into her driveway a good ten, fifteen minutes later, Karin walked through her front door and had her goons unload her precious cargo into a fortified vault of her own, guarded by two acid spitting flowers and vines sealing it shut better than any standard lock.  Once it was completed, she had them go back home with no memory of where they had been or what had happened, securing her secrecy as she finally let herself rest underneath a sun lamp that was over her bed.  Even though she didn't need sunlight to survive, Karin felt far better rested if she had it on while she slept.  The next morning, she woke up early as she always did at seven in the morning despite her late night, and started a new day as she always did, as if she didn't have two point five million dollars of stolen bank money.