_oliver_queen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _oliver_queen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality,@ 2013-06-29 17:07:00 |
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Who: Oliver, Tommy, Maura, Savannah, Mike R, Nate, Robert, Marty, John (add additional tags as needed)
Where: The camp
When: June 29, 2013
Summary: Oliver gets his power.
After the daily rain, Oliver did his best to keep his shirt off for as long as he could stand it. Tommy held on to his clean shirt, usually draped over a bare shoulder, until Oliver snagged it and pulled it on. Today he'd made it all the way until dinner time, when people started gathering to eat. He'd taken a leak and was on his way back to Tommy's side - and his shirt.
He lightly scratched at one of his scars and frowned down at his fingertips. They were moist and shined like he was sweating profusely, as did the rest of his hand, and arms, and torso when he observed them. He didn't feel overheated, though. He hadn't noticed it when he was taking a piss, either. Maybe the fires were getting to him today. Or he could be coming down with something, though he felt fine.
He dodged out of the way of Isabella and bumped into Mike, who was hurrying after the toddler. "Sorry," Oliver said automatically, and continued towards the opposite side of the small camp. He moved past Alexis and her group of friends, the four leads, and did a dance with Nate coming from the other way. Nate chuckled, Oliver half-smiled, and they managed to side-step each other, their arms brushing.
Savannah and her family were sitting beside Callen, Marty holding Jamie while Savannah corralled the twins. Oliver laughed when she back-sided him, literally, as she bent over. "Usually I'm in a car if I've been rear-ended," he joked to her. Savannah made a comment that ended with her lightly shoving him in the direction of Tommy's ass instead.
Grinning, he joined Tommy, who was talking with TJ with Travis nearby. "Shirt, please," Oliver asked nicely, holding out his hand. He still appeared all sweaty.