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Dinah Laurel Lance (worefishnets) wrote in hellascenes,
@ 2013-09-28 00:50:00

Entry tags:

laurel lance, oliver queen

Who: Laurel and Oliver
Where: Hallway outside his door.
What: Checking up on him.
When: Now.
Rating: Medium
Open: Sure, poke FeFe or Fi beforehand though.

It was late, very late and Laurel knew that, but she also knew Oliver was use to being up this late because of the club. It had been months since she had seen him in person and she just needed to see that he was alright. Granted where they stood with each other was left unsaid, but she was coming to him because Laurel needed her best friend at the moment. That person to talk to since her days were being idly wasted away for someones amusement and not working at the new District Attorney in Starling like she was before coming here.

She stood outside his door, bit her bottom lips as she pushed some hair out of her face. Perhaps this was a bad idea and she turned to leave, but Laurel then paused, when she was the one to run away from things? Laurel Lance was known to be stubborn, feisty woman who walk away from people, but this was Oliver, the man who she truly did loved through everything they have been through.

Oliver was also the best friend of Tommy, the man who loved Laurel enough to save her and then died because of her. Guilt weighted heavily on her for that, she lost more then an ex the night Tommy died. Laurel lost her heart as well. Then with Oliver disappearing, she just threw herself into her work, now she had nothing but time and hated it.

Finally debating on knocking on the door, she knocked twice, then stepped way to leave room for whoever open the door. If he didn't answer soon, she'll just go back to her apartment and try to sleep like she should be doing instead of standing there waiting for Oliver to answer the door.

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greenarrow
2013-09-30 08:49 pm UTC (link)

It had been one thing for Oliver to take off and leave Starling, but it was another to be trapped in some hell version of Los Angeles. Not only that, whatever had a hold on this place had brought Thea and Laurel. Why? What was the purpose of any one of them being there? Asking around did no good because no one had any idea. Someone out there had to know what exactly was going on and the only way to find out that information would be to go out there and find it. And normally he would do just that, but after what happened back home…after failing, he couldn’t do it again…

Oliver had been completely lost in his head that he almost missed the knocking on the door. Who in their right mind would be wandering around at this time of night and why were they knocking on his door? Well, there was only one way to find out. He got up and opened the door; ready for anything that would be behind it. “Laurel?” Maybe not that ready. He hadn’t expected to see her standing there. “Is something wrong?” Not that he wasn’t glad to see her, but normally when someone knocked on the door late at night, it meant something bad happened.

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worefishnets
2013-09-30 09:08 pm UTC (link)

"No," she replied instantly, "no, I'm fine," Laurel assured him. "I just..." she felt awkward standing there, her hand ringing the other, "I just couldn't sleep and I figured you would be up and I just..." she looked him over, then dropped her eyes, shaking her head at herself. "If you are busy, I can just talk to you later," perhaps this wasn't the best idea.

Her hand moved to push some hair out of her face, her eyes take him in again. "It's just been months since I've seen you and..." she shifted her stance, why was this so hard, she was stronger this, "I wanted to see you, Ollie."

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greenarrow
2013-10-01 06:39 am UTC (link)

Oliver could tell that Laurel was unsure and completely nervous. She only stumbled over her words when she was one or both of those things. “I’m not busy.” He had been anything other than busy. He was actually glad that Laurel had decided to stop by, it got him out of his head. “I’m glad that you’re here,” he said with a smile. He also opened the door wider and moved a bit out of the way so that Laurel could come in. There was no point for her to keep standing out in the hallway.

Once she was inside, he closed the door and motioned towards the couch in the living room. “Want anything to drink?” He was trying to make things seem normal even though nothing about the situation they were in was normal. Things back home weren’t even normal. And even though he was glad to see Laurel, he still wasn’t quite sure how to act around her at the moment.

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worefishnets
2013-10-01 05:53 pm UTC (link)

"No, I'm fine," she answered back with a small smile, "thanks though." Laurel looked around the room and then moved to couch to sit down. Laurel sat down, her hand moving to her lap, but her eyes were looking at him. Things have been stressful back home, Laurel was finally getting back on her feet though, her new job kept her busy, which is what she needed.

Sadly, here she didn't have that, here she had time to think, about Tommy, Oliver, just how life wasn't fair. She leaned against the cushions as she crossed her legs moving her hands to her knee. "How are you?" she asked softly, a hand moved to push some hair out of her face.

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