Who: Z Delgado and Oliver Queen What: Ranger meets Robin Hood. Boy do they ever have something in common. When: Just after sunset. Where: The streets of L.A. Rating/Warnings: TBD, but at least PG. No warnings just yet.
Halloween had been weird, she'd admit that. Never in her life would Z expect to think she was a gypsy just because she happened to chose that costume. While everyone else was complaining, and after her own initial complaints, she also had to admit it had been kind of fun, at least the dancing part. She'd never really thought about it, since living on the streets had never really opened that many doors, but now that she had a home, a job and the money, why not? Why not take a dance class or two?
Now she was walking home from her first class, feeling better than she had in a while. Dancing was definitely a work out, got her blood pumping, but it was a blast. Maybe she would have to talk Jack into taking it with her, if she could ever get him out of that damn bed.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice, and thinking it was a vampire, she jerked around and immediately took a fighting stance.