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.003 - sleeping beauty's here again

Well, that was the most convenient nap I've ever taken.

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[Oliver doesn't think he's ever going to be fully used to the strange things that happen here. Like falling asleep one night and waking up three weeks later like it's no big deal. He's been here long enough to know that it happens and that there's no real explanation for it and there's really no point in dwelling on it.

He misses the island now more than ever, he realizes, as he leans against the railing on the Barge's deck. Lian Yu had its own set of issues and oddities, he'll admit that, but if it's a straight choice between hellboat or an island in the North Pacific, it's not hard to figure which one he'd choose. If it were a choice between Starling City and the island, he can't honestly say he'd actually want to go back home either.

But anyway, Mr. Queen is just brooding at the stars, if interrupting his thoughts catches your fancy.]

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Another reason to avoid it then. [He says it as a joke though. You're almost like a real friend to him?]

[Thankfully, she can read that on him. She just grins, then turns so her back is to the rail and jumps up to sit on it.]

Been caught up, yet? On what... you missed?

[Well okay, guess they're hanging out now.]

More or less. Anything you have that wasn't on the network?

[That's what almost real friends do, Oliver. And okay, maybe she looks a little sheepish now because the last time she was on the network? She wasn't exactly alone, and now she knows he saw that.]

Not really. Laid low, for the big... thing. You got lucky, sleeping through it.

[What, they can't be friends, you'll die.]

I think you were the one that got lucky. [Yep, teasing you about sexing a wizard, try and stop him]

[Been there, done that. She'll be able to count her deaths on two hands soon.]

Lucky? How did I- [Oh. Oh, no, she sees what he means now.] Don't think... that's your business.

I didn't think we were allowed to have secrets here. [There's a hint of bitterness here, since he was here for about four minutes when someone already outed his vigilantism.]

Why? Who gave... that impression?

[Because everyone should be able to keep things to themselves, it kind of sucks to have that taken away without your say.]

No one specifically. Secrets just don't stay secret for very long here.

No. Guess they don't. Who... told yours?

Lots of people. They already knew who I was before I said anything.

And who are you?

[Clearly, no one has filled Cass in yet.]

[As if it would be that easy. But she'll notice that he relaxes, just a little because if she doesn't know his secret, then there doesn't have to be such a large defensive wall between them.]

Oliver Queen? Kind of a big deal when shipwrecked billionaires come back from the dead, you know.

[Hard as she tries to remember, she doesn't think the Oliver Queen she knew had anything to do with shipwrecks or being a zombie. It must be like Kon, same name and similar background, but not really the same person.

So she just shrugs one shoulder because why dwell on something that doesn't apply to him?]

I came back twice. Not that special. Sorry.

[Oliver rolls his eyes and leans more of his weight against the railing.]

Congratulations.

Thanks.

[Why not say thank you? She's glad she's not dead.]

Tell me about... your city? Must be important.

[Oliver shrugs, trying to downplay how much he cares about the city. How much he cares about fixing the wrongs that his father did and making it a better place for people to live.]

It's where I grew up. It's... home. There's not really much else to say about it.

[And that might work with anyone who can't read his body language. As it stands now, she sees what he hides but she doesn't point it out, lets him keep it to himself.]

What do you... do there? Billionaire stuff?

I'm opening a nightclub? [He moves his weight from the balls of his heels to his toes for a moment.]

Or I was.

Nightclub? [She knows that word, but she can't put it to anything for a moment. Finally, the recognition of it makes her grin.] Oh, dancing place.

[And now he's getting a funny look.]

Don't look like... dancing person.

[Oliver smirks.]

Looks can be deceiving.

[That's something she knows well, so she grins right back at him.]

I've noticed.

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.003 - sleeping beauty's here again

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