muses_w_remotes :: 13.11 Skins quote
[ooc: A twist on Bride, and the start of a new verse.]
"Sidney, are you gonna tell me what's going on? It's like a fucking episode of the OC in here."
His voice was the first thing she heard. The Green Arrow was standing over her, talking into an ear piece to someone he called Impulse.
Without his hood.
"Oliver Queen?"
He looked at her with a surprised expression. Or more like shocked. "Disregard that," he told his contact before kneeling beside her, just staring.
She sat up carefully, keeping her eyes on him. "You're Green Arrow...does Clark know about you?"
He reached to touch the back of her head. "I think I can safely say he knows more of my secrets than he does yours."
She flinched a little at his touch. "What are you doing?"
"Checking the wound on your head," he said, then pulled back a hand covered with her blood. "Which isn't there anymore."
She looked at his hand, confused, before reaching back to touch the spot he had. "...you're right."
He stared at her with suspicion. "You're saying you didn't know?"
She shook her head. "No..."
"Lana...when I knocked you down, your head hit the concrete." His face was very serious. "You were dead."
She was confused. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
But...how...?
"Oliver...what's going on with me?"
"Sidney, are you gonna tell me what's going on? It's like a fucking episode of the OC in here."
His voice was the first thing she heard. The Green Arrow was standing over her, talking into an ear piece to someone he called Impulse.
Without his hood.
"Oliver Queen?"
He looked at her with a surprised expression. Or more like shocked. "Disregard that," he told his contact before kneeling beside her, just staring.
She sat up carefully, keeping her eyes on him. "You're Green Arrow...does Clark know about you?"
He reached to touch the back of her head. "I think I can safely say he knows more of my secrets than he does yours."
She flinched a little at his touch. "What are you doing?"
"Checking the wound on your head," he said, then pulled back a hand covered with her blood. "Which isn't there anymore."
She looked at his hand, confused, before reaching back to touch the spot he had. "...you're right."
He stared at her with suspicion. "You're saying you didn't know?"
She shook her head. "No..."
"Lana...when I knocked you down, your head hit the concrete." His face was very serious. "You were dead."
She was confused. "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
But...how...?
"Oliver...what's going on with me?"