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[dl_greenarrow]

The lighting here was different than what he was used to. Each time he'd open his eyes--only seconds a time for what felt like years--things were bathed in a blue, soothing light. And then the darkness would claim him again before he could wonder where the hell he was

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[dl_greenarrow]

He raked a hand through his hair. "A few days? So everyone thinks I'm dead? That was I murdered?" His eyes widened slightly. "Fate, who found me?"

[knowsdestiny]

"You're not fully healed yet, Mr. Queen. Try and remain calm. You will get all the answers you need when the time is right." He told Oliver calmly.

[dl_greenarrow]

"I'm healed enough." He looked down at himself once more. "Send me back."

[knowsdestiny]

"Not until you're ready."

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver gritted his teeth together. "My family thinks I'm dead. They need me. I need to get back."

[knowsdestiny]

"Would you rather be patient or not return at all, Mr. Queen?" He asked calmly.

[dl_greenarrow]

He blew out a breath and raked a hand through his hair, turning away from him. "How much longer do I have to wait?"

[knowsdestiny]

"Not much longer," was as good an answer Oliver was going to get, "I am needed elsewhere, please make yourself at home in my absence."

An ankh cross appeared behind him with a bright light and he was gone.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Wait--" Oliver watched in disbelief as the other man vanished. Then his jaw tightened with frustration. "Dammit."