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[viridescere]

1. Earth II - what's Oliver like there, what's your character like there, let's make a scenario!

2. First Date

3. Rainy Evening - we all know Star City is somewhere in the PNW where it rains all the time. Hit me up with your rainy day fantasies and I will oblige.

4. Rescue! Let Oliver rescue your character from danger or, conversely, you can rescue him.

5. Anything Goes - suggest below.

Pick one and I will write a start for you :)

Comments

earth ii? =D?

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Re: earth ii? =D?

[viridescere]

Oliver had been somewhat concerned with the recent happenings in Central City and hoped that the same wouldn't be bleeding into Star City as overflow. While the concept of metas was not new to him, neither was it comfortable, and upon reaching Central City on a routine business venture, he immediately found himself a witness to yet another meta-perpetuated crime. Of course.

After having spent an awful long time explaining that he, in fact, knew nothing and was simply an innocent bystander he found himself in yet another interview room with yet another person.

"You...don't look like a cop. Please tell me that you're going to be letting me go? Otherwise I will need to call my attorney and you really don't want to be facing down Laurel Lance after a redeye from Star City."

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This is ... so surreal. Business Man Oliver Queen is a bit reminiscent of when he first met him back in Star City, but this is different. This Oliver doesn't have the years of the island weighing on him, so maybe Oliver won't be the person who can help him get out of Earth II.

"My name is Barry Allen. I'm a CSI." Or he is. Usually. "I just have to have a few questions about what you know about the metahumans in Central City."

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"The short version is not much," Oliver said, shrugging a bit. He had gone over this several times but possibly they needed to hear it again to really cement the fact that he didn't know anything.

"I was here on business, I witnessed some woman freezing an entire city block, I wound up here. That is the sum total of what I know about metahumans in Central City."

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"Right." Sort of. Probably. Wow, Oliver, why are you being so unhelpful? "And what kind of business are you here for?" Just so that he can ask all the cursory questions a normal CSI would.

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"Queen Consolidated wants to buy out STAR Labs," Oliver explained. "I've been working on a merger for some time now. We'd fold them into our R&D division. I guess apparently there's some people out there who don't want that to happen, based on the attack. I feel like it might have been focused in my direction, though I'm not entirely certain."

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His eyebrows go up a bit at that. "And Harrison Wells is actually considering this?" Because as far as Barry knows, Wells was the one running the labs. At least, last he checked.

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"Wells would stay on to run the division. It's part of the contract," Oliver explained. "So, really, he would get all the autonomy he wanted without any of the responsibility. I would imagine that'd be pretty lucrative for a scientist. Wouldn't you?"

[supertardiness]

No, yeah, that sounds like Wells. "I don't know. When I've met him, he sounds a little like too much of a control freak."

But that's just ... Barry's opinion, really.

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Oliver frowned for a moment and considered that. He hadn't considered that Wells himself might not be enamored of the contract and he wondered if that meant he was involved in this.

"Why would Wells use a metahuman?"

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There's a long pause as Barry realizes what he might have ruined here, but that isn't the point. He gives a small shrug before making a note. "Don't know. But I guess that's what they'll pay me to find out."

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"I guess that is. Are there any other questions for me or are you finally going to let me go back to Star City?"

Oliver had been held more or less against his will in police custody for longer than he had patience for. He was an innocent bystander, not a participant.

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No, it's not like Barry can hold him any longer. He takes a deep breath before nodding his agreement. "No, yeah. Of course. You're free to go."