Roy Harper has both arms (redarrow_harper) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-05-12 22:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, felicity smoak, roy harper (red arrow) |
Who: Roy Harper, Lian Harper and Felicity Smoak
What: Random Run In
Where: Ice Cream Shop
When: Backdated: Early May
Rating: Family Friedly
Status: Complete
Felicity loved ice cream. Strawberry, vanilla, choc chip, tutti frutti, she’d eat pretty much any flavour. Except mint. Mint grossed her out. She gratefully accepted the cone with a scoop of vanilla and strawberry in it and paid the man before turning and almost running into someone as she did. She managed to save the ice cream, but her glasses skewed on her face and some hair fell in front of her eyes. She’d never really been blessed with grace. “I’m so sorry!” she apologised.
For Roy, most of the time the weekend meant time spent with Lian and/or Darcy and time to run whatever errands he hadn’t gotten the chance to do during the week. Today, they’d had to stop by the pet store to get more rabbit food then Lian had asked if they could get ice cream and there was very little that Roy would deny his daughter, so they headed over to the ice cream shop in the plaza near the pet store. As they headed up to the counter, a blond girl in front of them turned and almost walked right into Roy, “Woah! Where’s the fire?” He asked, smirking as he put his hands out to help steady the blond.
“I am so sorry, I didn’t get any on you, did I?” Felicity asked looking over his jacket to make sure it was clean. “I’m such a clutz, see I got distracted by the ice cream and then you were right there and…well,” she shrugged as she stopped babbling. “Yeah, I’m a klutz,” she smiled a little bashfully.
“No, I’m fine. Are you alright?” Roy asked, releasing the blond once he was sure that she wasn’t going to fall over. “I should have been watching where I was walking too.” Roy seemed to have a knack for walking into people. He wasn’t a clumsy person, but he tended to get distracted rather easily.
“Yep I’m just…” Felicity shrugged and smiled up at him. “Me, so…” her eyes skimmed over him and came across the child at his side. “Oh, hi there, I didn’t see you down there,” she smiled.
“Hi.” Lian said, quirking a brow at the blond woman and crossing her arms over her chest. It seemed like a lot of people around here had a tendency to walk into others a lot. Didn’t anyone watch where they were going anymore?
“It’s completely fine.” Roy chuckled, smiling at her. “Roy Harper,” He said, extending his hand to her, “And my daughter, Lian. Figured you should know who you almost collided with so that I’m not just, that guy.”
“Roy Harper?” Felicity confirmed, almost disbelievingly. “As in the Roy Harper?” she grinned at him like she knew something he didn’t. Which she probably did but you never knew who had had dreams around here and who hadn’t.
Roy’s brows rose slightly as the blond spoke as if she knew him and he glanced at Lian briefly before looking back at the blond, “Well that depends on what you’ve heard. It’s possible that it’s a common name, I mean Roy isn’t exactly uncommon and neither is Harper.” Unless she was from his dreams and he just hadn’t dreamt about her yet; that was entirely possible.
“Oh no, um, yes, uh…” Felicity grimaced as she stumbled over her words. “I uh...I know you from my Dreams actually,” she winced as she said it, realising how it sounded as it came out of her mouth. “Sorry, that’s sounds really weird but it’s not in a weird way, you’re uh, the boyfriend of my boss’ sister,” she laughed.
Roy’s brows rose even more at that and he frowned slightly, “Who's your boss?” So far Roy had dated Donna in the dreams and fallen in love with Cheshire, but that was about it. Was it possible that this woman was from a later point in the dreams? Someone he hadn’t met yet? Yeah, it was possible. Anything was possible when it came to the dreams really.
“Oliver Queen,” Felicity told him happily.
Well now that just didn’t make any sense at all, “Oliver Queen? Blond? Stylist goatee?” It was possible that there was more than one person named Oliver Queen, but that would be a real coincidence. “The Oliver Queen I know from my dreams doesn’t have a sister and I would know, he pretty much adopted me.” He had no problem talking about certain parts of his dreams around Lian, because back when he’s switched with a different, younger, version of himself, Darcy had had to explain a little about what went on in Orange County to the girl and then Roy had explained the rest when he was himself again.
“Yeah, Oliver Queen, CEO of Queen Consolidated, marooned on an island for five years then turned into the protector of Starling City,” Felicity nodded. “Used to be a bit of a playboy but then he became the Arrow and...you do know about him being the Arrow, right?” she grimaced, hoping she hadn’t spoken too much.
Roy listened, brow quirked. “Star City, not Starling City. And he hasn’t been marooned on an island as far as I know and if you add Green in front of Arrow, then yeah, I know about that.” It sounded similar, but different at the same time. Was it possible that there were two different versions of Oliver?
"Yeah, that's him! Tall, blonde and brooding," Felicity laughed. "All wrapped up in green leather and shooting people who have failed the city with his bow and arrow," she told him, a big grin on her face. She'd never met anyone else who shared similar dreams of her before. She'd been starting to wonder if she were on her own but this was reassuring. There seemed to be enough points of commonality to imply they knew the same man in their dreams. "Yours is called Star City? That's weird..."
“Something tells me we have similar dreams, but not exactly the same ones.” Roy crossed his arms over his chest as he thought over what the blond had said, “But yeah, he kind of looks like Robin Hood in his get up.” Of course Roy’s Speedy costume wasn’t that different from Oliver’s with the exception of the colors.
Felicity chuckled at that. “That’s so true, he really does,” she grinned imagining Oliver in a pair of tights. “You know...you look a lot different than my dreams...and you don’t have a daughter,” she nodded to the girl next to him.
As she mentioned the differences between him and the Roy in her dreams, it suddenly clicked, “Is the Roy in your dreams younger? Brown hair?” It sounded like she was talking about the Roy he had swapped places with a few months earlier.
“Yeah, he’s probably about eighteen with a bit of an attitude problem,” Felicity smiled. “Not that you do, I mean you have a daughter and everything so it would be stupid to have an attitude problem…” she trailed off, cursing her awkwardness. “Sorry,” she winced.
Roy laughed a shook his head, “It’s okay. I think I know exactly what you’re talking about.” He would have gone into more detail about the whole swap thing, but he didn’t want to sound like a complete weirdo. Then again, she was a dreamer, so he didn’t know how much of a weirdo he could come off as, “But you’re totally wrong if you think that kids keep you from having an attitude problem.” He smirked over at Lian who made a face at him then turned to go look at the ice cream flavors.
"You're really sweet together," Felicity smiled at their interaction before shaking her head. "Anyway, I shouldn't have kept you, sorry," she apologised. "I'll uh...I'll let you get on with choosing your ice cream," she smiled.
Roy saw some kids who were blatantly disrespectful to their parents and he was grateful that Lian was nothing like those children and instead was more like him, which was both good and bad, but so far they hadn’t had any major incidents. “Well thanks. I think we do pretty well.” He smiled and nodded, extending his hand, “Right. Well, it was nice to meet you...I don’t think you actually introduced yourself. You were too shocked by my name.”
"Yeah that sounds like me," she extended her hand to take his and shake it. "I'm Felicity, Felicity Smoak," she smiled.
"Well it was nice to meet you, Felicity Smoak. We'll have to get together and swap stories about our respective Olivers sometime." He smiled as he shook her hand.
Felicity smiled brightly at that. “I like that a lot,” she nodded, fishing out a business card from her bag. “I’ll uh let you get on with choosing your ice cream. Have a great day you two,” she called to them as she walked away. A new friend made, she had to admit that there were worse things to happen in a day.