Ivy Weaver

This trail was driving Ivy nuts. She knew with every fiber of her being the accused was guilty. She could tell by the evidence. She had been at this long enough to know when someone was guilty. But she knew it would be hard to do much of anything with Glenn as his defense.

She hated that Glenn was just as good as her. Better even because he had charm while she was more like an Ice Queen here.

That was what had her on her feet quick as she could for her next deflection. Did he just use Edward Nygma versus Gothan City, July 2002? Oh hell no.

"I object Your Honor. In that case it was thrown out latter as it turns out Mr Nygma was never a flight risk. The Court had every right to assume that Mr Whitaker was a flight risk while he continued to take his medication, which he has access to and has been reported as taking." Oh ex-hubby of hers do not make her forth with rage outside of court, she likes to keep her cool. She knows he will know he just got under her skin here.

Basics

1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?

Ivy Weaver

2. How old are you? When is your birthday?
27. November 17th.
3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?
Metropolis. I've lived in Gotham City since I was eighteen and yes I am.

4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
Daniel and Ruth Weaver. My Dad works at a research lab my mother is a manager of a JCPenny's.

5. Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?
No siblings sadly.
6. What is your occupation?
I'm an assistant district attorney for Gotham City.
7. How tall are you? How much do you weigh?
I'm five feet and six inches tall. I'm about one hundred and sixty five pounds.
8. What color is your hair? What color are your eyes?
Both are dark brown. I'm told my hair looks black.
9. What is your race?
White.
10. To which social class do you belong?
Upper middle class.

11. Do you consider yourself to be attractive? Do others?
Yes and I think if people show an interest in me they must find me attractive.

12. What is your style of dress?
I wear suits generally. So long as it is suitable for work. I don't do business casual.

13. Do you have any scars? Tattoos? Birthmarks? Other unique physical features?
Some scars near my eyes from when I was blinded. I also have a scar on my knee from when I had a bad fall as a kid.

14. Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?
I'm blind.
15. Are you right- or left-handed?
Right handed.

16. What does your voice sound like?
I've been told I sound dry and stern unless I'm interested in someone. Then I think I sound a bit wistful and a little more soft.

Mostly I think I go between sounding smooth and dry and sounding a little bit more like a woman.

17. What kind of vocabulary do you use?
Highly educated and precises when I'm in the office. I talk more casually but use lawyer terminology in the court room to help keep the jury on the same level as me.

When I'm with my friends I use a bit of a mix between the two. I use my intelligence but I don't lord it over them.

18. List three quirks or other defining characteristics.
I'm a coffee addict.
I enjoy going to places that are more visual even though I'm blind.
I always tap my feet along with music.

19. How often do you bathe? Do you wear perfumes?
Every day and I don't wear perfume since it gives me migraines.

20. What kind of facial expression do you commonly wear (dour glare, wry smile, etc)?
I smile often. I'm also shy when I'm not working so I end to tilt my face away from people.

21. Do you use body language? How?
Yes. I try to look confident in how I carry myself.
22. Do you have a commonly used saying?
Not really no.

Childhood

23. What is your earliest memory?
My Mother taking me to the park. It was sunny outside that day.

24. How much schooling have you had? Did you enjoy it?
I have gone to law school. You don't go that far if you don't enjoy it to some degree. I placed fourth in my graduating class.

25. Where did you learn most of your knowledge and skill?
College and the social worker who helped me learn to function as a blind person.
26. How would you describe your childhood in general?
Happy and fairly eventful. I did a great deal.

27. As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I wanted to be a medical doctor.

28. When and with whom was your first kiss?
Jacob Wellings. He was very sweet. We went swimming at the local public pool and he had bought me a cold Dr Pepper.

29. Are you a virgin? If not, when and with whom did you lose your virginity?
No. My freshmen year of college. Paul Tucker. He was rather nice at the time. He made it special for me. If we had slept together again now I might think of him as average though.

30. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? Does that affect you?
Not at all. Though many people in my family are lawyers.

Influences

31. What do you consider the most important event of your life so far?
The day I went blind.

32. What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Rising to my current position as an ADA.

33. What is your greatest regret?
Not trying to get Bill to come home. I still loved him.

34. What is the most embarrassing or shameful thing ever to happen to you?
I have never really been that embarrassed. But I should have been when Bill left me. I did feel very bitter though.

35. Do you have any secrets? If so, what are they?
Yes, everyone does. I still think I love Bill. Even though he did walk out on me. Even though he made demands I couldn't get myself to meet.

36. What is the most evil thing you have ever done?
Most evil? I told my Mother I wasn't coming home again. I couldn't stand the idea of living wih her and Dad anymore.

37. When was the time you were the most frightened?
After Bethany died. I thought her husband was going to go off the deep end.

38. Have you ever traveled outside of your country? If so, to where?
Nope.

Beliefs

39. What is your alignment?
Good.

40. Are you basically optimistic or pessimistic?
Optimistic.

41. Do you believe in a god? If so, which one and why?
Yes. Yahweh.

42. Do you believe in an afterlife?
That's complicated but I think heaven must be real.

43. What is your greatest fear?
Failing Gotham completely.

44. What makes you angry? Sad? Happy? Why?
Anger: Injustices.
Sad: When I can't succeed.
Happy: When someone changes.

I can't stand when something wrong happens. It really bothers me. So for me anger and sadness goes together.

When someone changes for the better that is golden though.

45. Do you think people are basically good or basically evil?
A little of both.

46. What are your views on politics? Religion? Sex?
I'm liberal and open minded about everything. Ideally though for sex you might want to be in love. Not necessary though.

47. What are your views on gambling, lying, theft, and killing?
Gambling in moderation is okay. Sometimes you have to lie and need to understand when it's okay.

Stealing is only okay if you ABSOLUTELY must; such as if you would otherwise die.

Killing in self defense s the only acceptable reason.

48. How far will you go to defend your beliefs?
I would die but would never ask another person to.

49. How much do you value money?
Not very much. It is a means to an end.

50. In your opinion, what is the most evil thing any human being could do?
Rape or otherwise go against someone's free will.

51. Do you believe in self-sacrifice for the greater good?
Yes. I'm like Spock that way. I think that's why I haven't gotten involved with another man seriously since Bill. It would hurt them if I did since my work for the city comes first.

52. Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?
Yes. But it can happen more than once.

53. Are you superstitious?
Not especially.

54. How much do you respect the beliefs and opinions of others?
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and beliefs so long as it doesn't hurt the whole of society.

55. How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings?
I wear my heart on my sleeve and keep my true thoughts fairly private.

56. Do you have any biases or prejudices?
I distrust vigilantes. They have no oversight.

Dealing With Others

57. Who is the most important person in your life, and why?
Jim. He's my only friend right now.

58. Who is the person you respect the most? Despise the most? Why?
My Father. He inspired me to be myself.

I hate the Joker and you're a moron if you need to ask WHY.

59. Do you have a significant other? Who?
Not anymore.

60. Do you have a lot of friends? Who is your best friend?
No. Jim is.

61. How do you relate to members of the same race? Class? Sex?
Race doesn't matter. I don't like people who think money matters.

Other women are okay. I just don't like pecking orders.


62. How do you relate to members of a different race? Class? Sex?
Race doesn't matter and neither does money. Men are okay. I get really flustered around men I'm actually attracted to.

63. Have you ever been in love? If so, describe what happened.
Yes. We got married. It didn't work out. He thought I should go into a private practice for my own safety. That was one of the reasons it just... failed.

He walked out.

64. What do you look for in a potential lover?
Someone who will let me be myself. Also I like big hands.

65. How close are you to your family?
Not very.

66. Do you want a marriage, family, and/or children?
I might want to get married again if I meet the right man. I also would enjoy having children. Again. With the right man.

67. Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict?
I have mentioned I'm a lawyer, right?

68. Are you a listener or a talker?
Both.

69. How long does it usually take for you to trust others?
A few weeks.

70. Do you hold grudges?
Yes actually.

71. Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations?
It depends on the place.

72. Do you like interacting with large groups of people?
Unless it's in work not really.

73. How well do you express yourself?
Pretty well.

74. How quickly do you judge others?
Often it takes me weeks to fully form an opinion. Unless I have full files on them and everything they did.

75. Do you care what others think of you?
I want them to know I'm trying to do the right thing and that I'm not a hero.

76. Do you have any enemies? How or why are they your enemy?.
Probably, I'm a lawyer with the DA's office in Gotham City. Someone isn't going to like me.

Personal Taste and Opinions

77. What is your favorite pastime? Color? Food? Possession?
I like reading books in braille or listening to books on tape.

I like blue. Does coffee count as food?

I like Cedric my dog the best.

78. What are your preferences in arts and/or entertainment?
I like listening to Jazz.

79. Do you smoke, drink, go whoring, or use drugs? Why or why not?
I drink coffee. My drug of choice really.

80. How do you spend a typical Saturday night?
At home alone resting. Or at a charity event trying to help encourage community action.


81. What is your most cherished fantasy?
Coming home and having someone who wants to be there for me.

82. How long is your attention span?
Oh very VERY long.

83. Do you laugh a lot? What do you find funny?
Frequently. Satire gets me going.

84. Is there anything that shocks or offends you? If so, what?
The disregard people have for how hard the cops work and how much things have really changed in Gotham. That really get me pretty upset. People like me have sacrificed a lot to try and be part of the solution and people mock us.


85. How do you deal with stress?
I listen to music or drink coffee.

86. How much athletic ability do you have? Artistic?
I can jog briskly if I have to. My lack of eyesight is very limiting you know.

87. Do you like animals? Do you like children?
Yes to both.

88. Are you spontaneous, or do you always need to have a plan?
I prefer to have a plan.

89. What are your pet peeves?
I don't like cat people. Nor do I like it when people groom in public.

Self-Image

90. What is your greatest strength as a person? Weakness?
I'm really stubborn. I also ignore my own personal safety frequently if I can help someone.


91. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
I wish I could compromise better.

92. Are you generally introverted or extroverted?
Introverted.

93. Do you like yourself?
I think I can be pretty awful but I still like myself.

94. Do you have a daily routine? How do you feel if your day is interrupted?
Yes and I get grouchy as hell.

95. What goal do you most want to accomplish in the next six months? Your lifetime?
I want to try and get the crime rate down five percent.

I want people to feel safe in Gotham.

96. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years? 20 years?

Still in the DA's office. One day the DA and maybe one day I'll teach at a law school. During that I want to get married and have kids.
97. If you could choose, how would you want to die?
In my sleep.

98. What is the one thing you would like to be remembered for after your death?
Trying to do the right thing.

99. What three words would you use to best describe your personality?
Stubborn, grim, and patient.

100. What three words would others probably use to describe you?
Intense, stern, and idealistic.

101. Why are you risking your life to adventure?
This is not an adventure.

This was not going to be the easiest thing she had ever done. But she had been asked to do this because of the District Attorney. Ivy is many things after all. he is young and idealistic. She is also very brave and no one can deny that fact. She has a mind like a steal trap locking onto things that few others would. She had the makings of an excellent lawyer.

They wanted to see though how she would deal with the more dangerous persons in Gotham City. It wasn't just for that reason though that she was asked to go interview one Jonathan Crane, known as the Scarecrow. She was asked because they were trying to uncover the full details of the latest crimes that the police suspected him of doing and he had clamed up with every single cop that had tried talking to him and the psychologist couldn't even get him to breath a word.

So she dressed primly in a dark suit with a crisp white shirt. She left her almost but not que black hair loose and sat waiting for him to be brought in. The one thing that would set her part was her dark sun glasses. The guards hadn't wanted her to have her white stick 'just in case'.

Ivy hadn't claimed to ever be in love. She hadn't talked about the idea of her, Ivy Weaver college student falling for just any guy. Or girl she recognized the fact that she was young and it was okay to experiment even though she had been raised Catholic. She just wouldn't lead anyone on. It was as simple as that really.

She did not expect him though. She met him when she was twenty-two. They had similar friends but he was older. He caught her when she slipped on some ice out side of Arkham Hall at the University. His hands had felt very warm when they were buried against her coat for that brief minute as he helped her right herself. Then she found herself agreeing to go out for coffee, she really liked coffee.

They hit it off. He was about to join the police force. She wanted to be a lawyer. He thought she would be great at it and she thought he was brave, everyone knew the stories about the Gotham PD after all even if things were changing.

They danced around their feelings for a long time before they decided to move in together. He was finally on the force and she was going through law school. They were both very happy and Ivy thought the future looked bright. A year before she would take the bar exam he asked her to marry him. She was stunned but agreed and he tossed her over his shoulder and she giggled as they disappeared into their bedroom to celebrate.

They married and he kept her from crawling up the walls as she studied for her bar exam. He did so by giving her lots of back rubs when he was home. And called her whenever he had a break. She always found herself smiling with glee whenever she heard his soft but firm voice.

She passed and eventually found herself working for the District Attorney's office. It had been her dream since before she met him. Before she fell in love and was happy with everything. He became unhappy. He remembered Harvey Dent. All he could see was how idealistic his pretty wife was and how hard and far she could and would fall. No one could work and live in Gotham unchanged. So he tried to talk her into quitting. Talked about them having children. Moving to a different city, a different state.

Anything to save her. He would transfer anywhere to protect her. But how does one protect someone who doesn't believe they need protecting? There is no way. She got mad and stood firm. She wouldn't leave Gotham. She was in love with the city. She wanted to save it. Like a knight crusader only a little tarnished from wear and tear; she knew she wasn't perfect after all. All Bill her wonderfully protective husband could see though was a damsel in distress lost in the woods.

She refused to leave the forest. Didn't want to abandon Gotham. So he who thought he was the knight crusader trying to save something precious did the one thing heroes should never do if they want to stay to the end of the story and to grow old with the person they loved. He took a transfer and walked out.

Ivy didn't understand she didn't see he was trying to protect her. She was hurt though deeply by his sudden departure. So she did a perfectly reasonable thing and threw herself into her work. She stopped talking to their friends who thought she was crazy for not going after him and she cried a little over a broken heart. It took her six months to decide to send him the divorce papers; he left her first after all but she would make him hurt right back she had every right to feel petty and angry she was injured first.

They still talked after that. It was self-destructive at best and bitter sweet at worst. They were both stupidly in love still and they both knew it. The last nail in the coffin though was when Bill got drunk and slept with a teacher in the town he was working in. Ivy was mad and jealous. Even more so when she found out there was going to be a child and all Ivy had was her work and empty coffee mugs all over her apartment.

"I don't hate you," she told him finally over the phone. "I just can't stand who we've become. Good bye Bill."

And she hung up on him and walked away for the last time. It hurt less to just end it after all.

This was unexpected it really was. Ivy ended up taking a train to New York during the week to start looking into a cold case. She knew this was out of her jurisdiction but because of the connections the case wouldn't even make it to court. It made the lawyer sad really.

The killings had never been answered for. Six families dead. They sounded like mob hits to her and she thought it was an out of towner that did it. After all the killings may have been brutal but they were also clean. That pointed towards a few people Ivy was aware of that were in the mob but no one could ever really pin anything on them. They were too well connected after all.

That was why she was in New York. She was looking into getting a meeting with someone who had been involved with an old school mob hit man years and years ago. She had found the woman's name in some files that indicated this woman had been in Gotham around the same time as the killings occurred and had fled town after that.

She did know who to go talk to about this though. A fellow lawyer who had worked for this Ms Daisy. It had been over some kind of harassment case. Ivy didn't have all the details. She just knew that Ms Daisy had been an innocent woman with terrible luck. Now all she had to do was speak to the other blind lawyer in the tri-state area.

She locked her door after she got in. Then put in the new security code. Her job had gotten just a little more interesting a few weeks ago so she had everything updated. She hangs her coat up and continues to argue with someone at the office over her cell phone. She sounds furious with how willing they are to bend to get someone more dangerous put away in prison.

"Look! I. Don't. Care. He's a murderer and just as bad as the man we're going after. We don't compromise with scum," she said firmly. "We'll get both of them. You just need to trust me, Clarkson."

She listens and smirks as she reaches up and starts to undo her hair from the tight bun as she starts to go towards a table and sits. The clip gets set down ad then the pins as her hair slips back out of place. She rubs her scalp as she listens to the other lawyer. "Okay. But you know I'm right. I'll speak with the detectives in the morning and we'll get just what we need."

She listens then pulls the phone away from her ear and shuts it. She groaned and rolled her shoulders while pulling her hand out of her hair. That was when she noticed the atmosphere in her home felt different. She shifted nervously and grabbed her cane and got up and began to roam with her cane gripped like a weapon.

It had been over three months since she had last been around Altair. She had forgotten what his presence had been like in her home. So she was honestly afraid of what might be lurking in her home. She didn't call out as she began to search her home for the intruder. Everything was far too quite so she bit her lower lip as she listened and started to check everything in the darkened house.

Ivy dreaded this day every year ever since she moved out. Without fail every year her dear sweet ever loving mother did something to make Ivy blush. The woman was convinced that no matter how independent Ivy was that her daughter obviously needed a man and saw it as her duty to help Ivy. This had of course ended badly for Ivy every single time and she was almost always mortified by her mother.

Her father made up for that he would send something else to make up for Ivy's embarrassment. This year Ivy was just a little afraid to open the package from her parents. It felt a little heavier than normal and Ivy was just afraid of what would be in that box. She worried that her father had to go all out this time to make up for whatever her Mother did now just because the box felt so heavy to her.

At least she had cake! Someone had been nice and sent her one. That didn't exactly help. For some reason it felt weird to realize she was twenty five years old today. She wasn't a very vain person when it came to such things but it was something to think about. She was still young and would be entering the court room come January as a young Assistant District Attorney. It made her a little nervous so she forgot about the cake and and the box and started to ace back and fourth.

She would fret over what mother did this time after she calmed down.

She got home late. The wrap around got tossed over the back of a chair and she shivered from the cold. The pale blue costume hadn't kept her warm either even if her shoulders hadn't even been exposed. The scarf that she had at one point had around her eyes since she had been silly enough to go to the part dressed up as Justice finds it's way to the floor where she is sure a cat will attack it.

She goes into the kitchen and starts to fix herself some tea. It was late and it might warm her up before she changed into something that might get rid of the cold chilling her skin. She shouldn't be so cold, she thought. It hadn't been too bad outside. But now she was smiling to herself.

It wasn't perfect but she... had an offer. It was a good one and it made her want to celebrate. She found the more she smiled while waiting for the water to heat up the less she worried about the chill.

"God, this is great. I just don't know who to tell abut this," Ivy mutters as she reaches up to fiddle with her hair. She did wish she could tell someone. A lump formed in her throat for a moment and then she nearly jumped out of her skin when the kettle whistled loudly. How long had she been standing there?

She grimaced and shook her head while getting her tea bag and finished fixing herself that mug of tea. It was time to think the whole thing over.

Ivy had a long day so she had locked herself in the bathroom to relax. After that she went to flop on her favorite couch. It was comfortable and wide enough that if her pets decided they just had to be with her she wouldn't get buried under a ton of pet hair.

She picked up a remote and pressed a button and the soft cords of a favorite Jazz CD filled the air. She hummed to herself and shut her eyes in a content manner. It was then she felt the young cat climb into her lap. She curled her lip for a moment and relaxed before she reached down to pet him. She had given up on teaching him her lap was not his lap but now she froze because something else had just started to climb up her leg.

She waited then reached over to figure out what this was. A kitten? What the shit is this.

Altair. Ivy demands an explanation for this. After it stops purring and being cute. Ah the big one is getting annoyed. They better not fight over her lap or else she is probably going to get annoyed.

Part of the next week was spent not thinking about Eliza Moriarty. Ivy instead found herself getting to know people who claimed to know the late department head. She was good at noting that most people who hung out in the department were students and staff.

She also was good at not just paying attention to scuttlebutt. In her talks with others she came to the same line of thought that she was sure others had. The Professor was universally liked as a teacher and as a department head. The school would miss someone like him greatly.

That was when she heard about him being involved in the big clock tower that was built on campus a few years ago. There were stories that some people hadn't want it built for some reason. She was going to figure that out since that made no sense at all, it was a great looking building she had been told.

It also helped that the bells could be heard all over campus. She heard in the main room of the tower that there were some bricks dedicated to the people involved in the project. Getting the names would be handy so she decided to go pay a visit. Getting more information would be very handy.

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