"Welcome to my parlor said the spider to the fly."

[blindingtrust]

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'.

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[phear-itself.livejournal.com]

He shrugs it off. "Then... tell me something about yourself," he offers. "Tell me... why you decided to become a lawyer."

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

That was a little complicated. Tell him and he knows too much. But to not tell him would make her a killer in her mind.

"I wanted to go to medical school actually." She finds her mouth twisting in irony. "I wanted to be like my Father and not go into law like everyone else in his family. But I had an accident. I lost my eyesight. I didn't think I would go into law when I came to Gotham to go to school. But one of my uncles encouraged me to try a pre-law course. He thought it would challenge me and bring me out of my... Funk."

Her funk? She had been both depressed and repressed since the accident. She had felt like her entire life had been ruined.

"That class hanged things. I found I enjoyed myself. It made me happy. So I decided to go after it fully. I enjoyed the challenges I had to face."

[phear-itself.livejournal.com]

"Tell me more about this accident," he prompts.

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

"I." It's not something she likes to talk about, obviously. "It was at the lab my father works at. I was there with him. He was having one of his chats with me. About chemistry and the importance of scientific research. We were walking past one of the labs. I was just ahead of him when there was some sort of an explosion."

She purses her lips firmly. "I remember getting knocked back. It hurt a lot. And my father got hurt. I don't remember what else happened. I'm told that I passed out. And that they didn't know what caused the accident since that lab wasn't even supposed to be in use that day. "

She had also been in a coma for four days. That little fact still disturbed her a little.

[phear-itself.livejournal.com]

He considers. "That must have hurt," he points out. "To have your sight stolen like that. How did you adjust?"

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

"Very well I think," she says in a sharp dry tone. "I learned braille. Learned to use a white stick."

She is slightly annoyed again. "Oh, and I'm a lawyer. I say I did pretty well, all things considering."

[phear-itself.livejournal.com]

"True, Crane acknowledges. "I would have commented that it almost sounds like the origin of a super-hero... but instead of gaining powers, you were knocked blind -- and you became a different sort of crime-fighter."

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

"I'm not doing this because I'm a hero," she said. Her? Heavens no she wasn't that crazy.

"I do it because it's the right thing. I don't care to be recognized for this. Getting noticed in Gotham is dangerous."

[phear-itself.livejournal.com]

"And yet," he points out, "here you are, giving all kinds of dangerous details about your life to someone the doctors at Arkham call psychotic and deranged." He pauses to let that sink in.

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

Yes that was dangerous. She frowned sharply.

"I did it for the information. Hopefully you'll tell me what I want Doctor. If not," she let that hang s she shrugged.

"Besides. You would find out I'm blind eventually." In court that is.