Oliver Queen (besomethingelse) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2014-04-07 02:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | felicity smoak, oliver queen / the arrow (arrow) |
Who: Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak (Arrow)
What: Ollie needs the Storybrooke 101.
Where: Felicity & Ollie's apartment, via window.
When: Right after Ollie arrived, Sunday.
Ratings/Warnings: TBD, likely none/low
Status: In progress
Hours on a rooftop had mostly taught Ollie one thing - this town was distressingly normal, for someplace this bizarre. It was picturesque and looked like it belonged in the kind of blandly pretty art you found in the kind of mid-grade hotels Ollie and Tommy had crashed in when they had some teenage delusion that they were slumming it.
It looked so average. It made Oliver itch. Nothing was every possibly this functional and quaint.
Oddly, the stray strange thing (pointy-eared people, flash of something suspiciously like magic, someone with too-bright eyes) made him feel better. It still gave him a headache and made him think he was possibly dosed with Vertigo, but at least it was something obviously strange.
The conversations weren't helping him feel better, other than relief that Felicity was here, and safe. The sea-salt smell of the air didn't help either. Ollie always smelled ocean when he was dreaming. Or hallucinating. It lent an added layer of unreality to something already distressingly unreal.
Finally, Oliver gave up his perch to head for the large towers that made up residences. It took longer to scale than he would have liked, and he didn't think he went unseen. Though he was starting to realize that was less of an issue, since he'd been spotted and they'd noted his name before he even gave it, when he arrived. He just didn't want to walk through town in the hood, regardless.
Felicity's window was, as promised, open, and Ollie dropped soundlessly through, looking around the apartment curiously, habit keeping him from saying anything until he was sure of his surroundings, and that she was really there. Then he just stepped all the way inside. "Hi," he said, for lack of anything more to say.