OOC: Just FYI, there is something I forgot to tell you guys about Ivy. I've already done a fan fiction on her and I sometimes use her for RPGs. Major Fun-ness. Here's the story: http://artemis-fowl.com/fanfiction/view ... hp?sid=139
There is an incident in the story were Ivy plants and acorn and gets shot by a softnose at the same time, resulting in limitless magic. (Unfortunately they find out that the endless magic is slowly killing her and at the end she gets her normal magic back.) During the time she gets the unlimited magic, her eyes and hair turns blue. I don't know if I'll use the unlimited magic thing, but I'm telling you guys now just in case the opportunity arrives. Now back to the story. I'm going to get some action started if no one minds.
Ivy hopped on her motorbike and headed to Spud's, she knew she'd be early but she needed to organize her thoughts. She had stopped for traffic when she noticed a collaged aged gnome walking down the street by himself. She thought nothing of it till she felt a tingling down her spine. She and her closest friends called it her sixth sense. Something was going to happen.
A darkly dressed sprite walked up to the gnome and put his arm around his shoulders. The gnome seemed to be protesting. The two of them turned down an ally. Ivy knew something was up. She pulled her bike over and hopped off. She ran to the ally way and just stopped short of entering it.
"Where's that money you owe me?" a dark voice came from the ally.
"I don't have it yet," a timid voiced stuttered.
"You don't have the money." The tone of the voice sent shivers up Ivy's spine.
There was a pause and then "Please."
Ivy couldn't stand there anymore. She turned the corner drawing the peashooter that Sparks gave her yesterday out of her holster.
She jumped around the corner. The sprite had a gun similar to Ivy's own cocked at the gnome's head. Taking careful aim, Ivy fired. The gnome winced thinking it was the sprite's gun that fired. Slowly he blinked and realized he was still alive. The sprite however was looking right at Ivy clutching his wrist that previously held a gun.
"Damion," said once she realized who she was looking at. "Did they let you out of prison already?"
"Naw, I escaped,"Damion said grinning evilly.
"I highly doubt that since you're about as smart as a goblin with a concussion," Ivy scoffed.
"You're right," Damion said. "I got out early on good behavior."
"Slept the whole time again, did you," Ivy said not letting her gun drop.
"Yeah," Damion shrugged. He casually took a step forward.
"Not another step, Damion," Ivy said, coolly.
"You're not really in a position to be making orders here, my little LEP warlock," Damion said, taking another step. Ivy gave him a puzzled look. Damion turned his finger in a circle, motioning her to turn around. Ivy glanced over her shoulder and saw that the entrance to the ally was completely blocked by about five or six other darkly dressed fairies.
With out a second thought she fired her weapon and Damion fell back unconscious. Spinning around she aimed her weapon at the nearest thug and fired.