Loud

Ivy thought about her choices. It would be better to go quiet but at the same time, she wanted to see what sort of power this new helper Harley had picked up had. Besides how 'Loud' could it really be if it was just a small smoke figure. What was the harm in it? Ivy looked at the small figure with an eyebrow raised and smirk on her face.

"So, how about loud?" she asked.

"OH I like you!" Sammi replied with a big grin on her face, "Gimmie a minute and we'll get going!"

The small figure then seemed to take a small breathe and closed her eyes. Leaving Ivy to just wonder what was going to happen.

"She said to go loud!"

Sammi was vibrating in the small cave the women found themselves in. The ground the Alysum sat on was pocketed with many caves, tunnels, chambers and dug outs. Some carved out by escapees, others by the old caretakers years ago, and still others from the founder himself in some dark ploy or ritual. Harley didn't really care for history in this case. She only knew that if they needed to get a fire going that one of the caves would be best to hide their activities.

Said fire was powering Reya's ability, with Sammi standing in the certain of a spiral of smoke that trailed up to the ceiling and off into the darkness. Harley was a bit put off by the idea that Reya could basically have someone 'puppet' a smoke copy of themselves but it seemed to work just fine. Too bad it only worked with Imp; well kinda. The amount of smoke to send a projection of Harley would be too much to hide or for the human to safely withstand. Imps had resistances and a smaller stature to work with; even with resizing to the even smaller smoke model. Probably a lie but Harley didn't want to push it.

"Alright so how does this loudness work then? You didn't really tell me the plan." Harley said as she patted Kat's head while the human sat on some boulders. There was something satisfying about having someone long to be patted like that.

"Quite simple Boss Harley." Reya said as she tossed a few key pieces of wood onto the bonfire. Semi soaked to be harder to burn, but not impossible. She then picked up a large bucket and dumped an entire collection of leaves, twigs and other light items onto it. The fire roared to life as a heavier black smoke started to emit from it, the color of the entire path of smoke darkening.

"With enough smoke, I can have it bond with and 'mimic' a target. In this case, Sammi can stop just seeing and talking through the smoke and..., oh if you would." Reya said with a nod. Sammi wasted no time and slammed her fists together, forming those large gauntlets of hers. With a smile Reya continued, "The smoke can draw on Sammi's power in addition to my own to break down the wall to Ivy's cell. Waaaaaaay too thick for just my smoke alone to handle. At the same time...," Reya said with a wave of her hand in the direction of the book sitting next to Harley.

"Allison will be running interference with their alarms. Of course such a loud break out will still catch attention but she can cause enough chaos to slow them down. Such as triggering sprinklers, turning off lights or letting less secure patients out." Reya said with a grin as she put the tips of her fingers together, "By the time they calm things down, we'll be long gone."

"And here I was just gonna smuggle some party favors up to her but that sounds like a better idea." Harley quipped as she stood up, giving a slight stretch. Rocks were not well known for their back support. "Okay let's get this party started. Oh and Sammi, tell Ivy to meet us at Fun and Garden; she'll know what it means."

"On it!" Sammi said with a salute as her eyes started to unfocus again.

Ivy wasn't sure what to expect when she was told of the plan. The wall cracking under one punch though was enough to make her quickly get a make shift bag of her stuff together(really just some sheets tied together to hold the few plants she was allowed and a few odds and ends), and get ready to jump for it. It took another four punches to break through, and another two for a large enough hole to be made. Alarms and accidents were already well underway by that point. Ivy heard water and power systems cascading out of control and the shouts of more than a few patients getting out along with guards rushing in to deal with the problems.

"Time to go!" Ivy thought as she went to leap out of her cell. It'd be a rough landing down to the garden below but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle.

The make shift smoke steps downward though was a bit off putting but she was glad for them. It did take a bit of her adrenaline out of her though. The smokey little figure followed own too, breaking through the garden wall before breaking apart to form another set of steps down the cliff side. Seems that as far as that smoke could really go.

"Well, least she told me where to go before she started punching." Ivy thought as she got to the ground and took off on a run.

Now that she was away from all the sensors, she could easily call upon the plants around her to aid her. Roots helped carry her steps and bushes shifted to hide her path. She still needed to put the leg work in but given her destination wasn't too far, all she had to do was think of it like a jog. A jog that had the possibilty of being arrested at any point if she wasn't careful, but a jog none the less.

Located near the edge of Gotham among other ruined and decrypted businesses was a skate park. Left to rot and decay, the weeds slowly broke through the concrete and any metal of worth was stripped from it. It was a failed idea to try and improve the local area, hoping to reuse the parking lot of an empty fertilizer plant. Such plans never had the backing, either from the city or from the locals, to the point people rightly believe it was some sort of money laundering scheme or tax write off.
It was just another empty hole in Gotham..., and one that was currently being used as a meet up. Inside what was the main office, Ivy had to withstand a tight hug from her clown pal. She gave a small gasp when Harley's hands gave a small squeeze on her bottom.

"Harley I know it's glad to see you again, but could you NOT do that on first meeting? Maybe later tonight." Ivy said, lightly bopping the Clown's nose with a finger.

"Hehehehe, sorry Ivy. I'm just glad to have my gal pal back around. It's gonna be so much FUN with you!" Harley said she let go of her friend before stepping bak a bit. She seemed to be bouncing on her heels as she waved her arms over to the side, presenting the small figures to Ivy in all their glory. "See I got a NEW gang and big plans! See..."

"Harley Harley..., I get the feeling I'm going to need a heavy drink before we get started..., and probably during." Ivy muttered, a hand coming to her temple. She wasn't entirely sure what was going on but Harley wasn't one for self control. This could get ugly and she was sure to get a headache.

Three drinks and one explanation later, Ivy got the gist of the situation. Harley had a book that gave her imps that would do whatever she wanted. It also had the power to turn people into Imps..., and would eventually work on the owner. Those around her too, so Ivy wasn't safe herself. Not without some sort of protection put in place.

"So your idea is to feed it others?" Ivy asked as she leaned back. She was sitting in a smoke built chair provided by Reya. Honestly, it was a pretty soft seat so maybe there was something to having imp servants.

"Basically! Think about it, I don't have to pay off goons to do jobs. Always crying about dental and 'oh I don't want my bones broken' and blah blah blah." Harley replied, her hand doing the motion to mimic someone talking, "I admit the... 'tax' is probably kinda rude but not any worse than what the IRS would want me for anyway, ahhahah."

"And you want my help?"

"Of course Darhling." one imp spoke up. This was the 'Reya' she had heard about from Sammi, the one that did all the smoke effects during the break out. And the current 'Mistress' of the book. "Harley had a few pheromones vials that you had made, and well..., using one for our own ends went spectacularly well and yet... semi flawed." Reya walked around another imp, the former human Allison if Ivy recalled, making a show of swaying her hips and taking long steps.

"Allison surcumbed to the change but when it wore off she isn't... stellar about her alterations. We'll work on that." Reya gave Allison a small peck on the cheek, leaving a bright gold lip mark there. The techy imp gave a bit of a shiver as Reya pulled back.

"Now while Harley is the boss; I would like you to help me cook up something that helps lower inhibitions without having such a..., sudden crash effect. Something that will lower guards but not outright control. Something maybe a little safer and more effective than just flinging enough beer into someone's mouth." Reya explained as she took a seat in her own smoke chair.

"After all, Boss Harley wants something a bit faster to work and I..., well, I'm not sure I can have the tome work on strong willed people that may or may not get in your way. From what I understand, it could be several years before the tome breaks say, Batman or Wonder Woman."

"That does make sense." Ivy noted as she cupped her chin to think.

This was all a little much for her. Magic was something she rarely messed with. Sure there was that "The Green" that she had connected to several times but this was something else entirely. Harley was known to be a bit of ...., a wild card is the nice way to put it. Ivy was worried that if she left, Harley would end up inside the book. Soon rather than later too. If she stayed though, she too ran the risk of being domm'ed by that bossy Imp. Those big boobs and wide hips weren't bad but at the same time she wasn't one to play second fiddle either.

She just had to answer honestly.