The other night was fun and reminded Carah why she had enjoyed going out as Strikethrush and before that as Speedy. Talking to Ben, who had to carry on the legacy of his father, as she was doing the same, also helped a bit. Turning a new page, creating her own chapter, and while not disowning what Green Arrow was before, she was simply making necessary modifications to do her own thing with it. She was going to have to fix parts of her costume. She thought a more open top would feel less confining than her old one was, but instead she found it distracting. Even for her self.
She sat on top of a tall building, half-covered by the roof entrance. She had a police scanner in her hand and the volume was turned down low, very low. She could hear a bit still and was hoping for something she come up. So far it sounded like nothing was going on. Just a bunch of cops driving around town patrolling with no action.
Focused on the radio, she nearly missed the sound of someone else on the roof. Slipping it back into her pocket, she was turning toward where she heard the footstep and drawing an arrow at the same time. It was ready to shoot should it be someone trying to cause her harm, but she wasn't going to just shoot the arrow at someone who might be a friend.
"Who are you?" she asked, voice steady and arrow at the ready.