Black Star, Shining Star

Mia Smoak. You can call me Blackstar, if you call me anything at all. I don't know where I am, and I don't know why, but I'm getting home. I have people to save.

[blackstarsmoak]

ancthernightmare‌:

This all felt like some sort of illusion from Mysterio again. It brought Peter back to that moment when he was completely out of it, not sure how to avoid all of the illusions. And then he got hit by a train, which wasn’t pleasant as he really thought he was dying. Some loud screams pulled him back to reality, looking around him, trying to see where he could help. He managed to get a few of the towns people to safetly, getting them to some sort of safe house, making sure they were taken care of. He was supposed to be stronger than the average human, so if he got hurt, it wouldn’t be as bad. Part of him wanted to head back to his place to get his spider suit, but he couldn’t leave this people out there to die. No, he just had to help as plain old Peter Parker.

Upon the sound of a loud bang, Peter looked up, noticing that a building was collapsing, blocks of cement falling down. Spotting a little girl nearby, his eyes widened and he hurried over there, catching this large piece of cement before it crushed her. “Go…” He motioned for her to leave, hoping that one of the other helpers would guide her to safety. “Geez…” Shaking his head at all the chaos, he passed an alley, seeing someone standing against the wall. “What? No, I’m not looking for shelter. And I’m fine. Just trying to help wherever I can. What about you? Are you alright?”

Mia nodded, still struggling to catch her breath. Whoever he was, he hadn’t gone crazy and he wasn’t looking to hurt anyone, so she didn’t need to be on the defensive again right away.  He looked to be in about the same shape as her, in fact, with some visible wounds and exhaustion evident around his eyes.  “I’m okay, thanks.  Trying to clear the street, because I don’t think some of these buildings are going to last much longer.”  With a pained groan she stood up fully, using her bow as a crutch as she approached him.  “Mia,” she offered a hand.  “Nice to know we’ve got some heroes out here.”

She considered the situation for a moment before speaking up again.  “You set for supplies?  I’m heading back to my place to restock before I head out again, I’m almost out of arrows and I could use some water.  You’re welcome to come along if you want, and take whatever you need.”

[blackstarsmoak]

ofmisterios‌:

a chuckle escaped from the hybrid as he quickly glanced down on the ground ❝ mmh ❞ he mumbled to what she said, it did not bother him that half of the city was on fire. a wide smile lit up his face when he looked up at her ❝ i am SO SCARED ❞ he replied. perhaps he should be, because he had no idea what would happen in the next few hours, and if the city would still exist ❝ i think a shelter would feel as i was stuck in a prison world, i’d rather fight ❞ well, fight to survive, not help others, unless it was someone he thought was worth saving, maybe. his eyes rolled at what she said next, a trash can caught on fire after he’d mumbled a spell ❝ pretty sure i can defend myself against this chaotic city. the rock, that was only an object i used to take more magic. aren’t you gonna try to search after shelter? ❞

Meta.  Because of course he was.  On the plus side he seemed content to practice his parlor tricks and not actually engage her, although there was no way to gauge his intentions properly.  “No.  There are too many people who still need saving for me to rest now.”  As if to prove her right, a high-pitched scream echoed from down the street.  Mia dropped her hood to wipe some of the grime from her face, gesturing to the stranger.  “If you want to fight, sounds like you’ll get your chance.”

[blackstarsmoak]

ofmisterios‌:

the mankind, nothing he truly understood. a few minutes after he had left the chaos that filled the atmosphere, he found a place where he could be alone, focusing on his magic to siphon more magic from a magical object he had found. closing his eyes, he tried to focus, but it wasn’t easy when he could hear the screams from scared humans and supernaturals, or whatever they were. he mumbled to himself, both swear words and the spell he had used to siphon the magic from the knife there his sister had hid her magic many years ago.

when he finally got his focus back, and the magical object ( a rock of some sort ) was in the air it suddenly fell to the ground. he was not sure if he was able to siphon all of it until his eyes opened, and right in front of him was a woman, asking if he was alright. or was it him? he looked around to see if he saw someone else around ❝ me? y e s, why wouldn’t i be alright? ❞ he asked, taking up the rock from the ground and wrapping his hand tightly around it to feel if there still was magic in it, but it was all gone ❝ looking for a shelter, no… not really ❞ maybe had he taken up what was in the 

“Why wouldn’t you be alright?  Maybe because half the city is on fire and there’s creatures everywhere?”  Mia wasn’t sure if what she was seeing was shock or some other aftereffect of the hysteria that had gripped the city.  “You should really get off the streets.  There are a few safehouses I can point you to, but the longer you stay out here the more danger you’re going to be in.”  A thunderous roar from somewhere in the distance illustrated her point, and Mia looked around for the source.

She gestured to his hand.  “Hold onto that rock.  Best you have something if you need to fight.”

[blackstarsmoak]

“Move, move, move!” Mia cried, trying to clear the small group out of the street.  “Stop standing there staring at them and just go!”  Without the benefit of her father’s trick arrows, she’d been defending against the chaos with her bow and a variety of weaponry she’d laid hands on since her arrival in Ames.  With a deft hand she pulled a flashbang from her belt, tossing it in the direction of yet another rampaging meta and hoping it would distract them from the people below.  A few arrows followed after, aimed to wound rather than kill - whatever was happening, she wasn’t about to start taking lives unless there was no other choice.

With the current threat diverted she watched the people fleeing the violence until they were out of sight and closer to a safe house.  That distraction proved costly, though, as a heavy hand slapped her from her perch on the roof to crash heavily onto the fire escape below.  With the wind knocked firmly out of her Mia could only wait for the next attack, and it came with sudden viciousness.  Summoning her strength she wrapped her legs around the attacker’s neck and squeezed tightly, holding on for dear life until they both collapsed - one unconscious, and the other exhausted.

Mia worked her way down the fire escape to the street, leaning against the alley wall with an exhausted groan.  “This is worse than Star City, and that’s saying something.”  Spotting a figure a few feet away, she raised a hand.  “You alright?  Looking for shelter?”  Please don’t be a meta, she begged mentally.  I just need five minutes.

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

“i’m sorry.” her tone genuine. “i know what losing people feels like.” her sister, her father, snart… there was more, she’d lost a lot along the way but those stuck out to her. those hurt. “if you ever need to talk… then i’m here.” nodding her head slightly as she offered a slight smile. it was a strange conversation to be having on the dancefloor but it didn’t stop sara from moving, she didn’t have to think about it much. her body moved with the music. “you’re… you’re from the future?” her eyebrows raised in shock more than anything. “i really should have seen this coming. you’re familiar. you remind of him.” she wasn’t going to deny what she somehow already knew was true, her head tilting slowly and this time she did stop moving. “mia, it’s a pleasure to meet you.“

Mia couldn’t remember all of Sara’s file, because her brain wasn’t quite the supercomputer that her mother’s was, but she knew the truth of her words.  “Thank you,” she murmured.  “I appreciate it, and I’m sure I’ll end up taking you up on that at some point.”  It was a relief for her to be believed,and to have someone to confide in while surrounded by so many strangers, and her smile was more genuine than usual. “Afraid so.  Something called the Monitor bounced us back so we could work with Dad and his team.  We didn’t have anything as cool as the Waverider.”  When they stopped, she pulled away just a little to offer her hand.  “And you too, Sara Lance.”

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

“you haven’t had good experiences with men either? something going on?” everyone had their stories but this sounded like a lot more than that as she narrowed her eyes slightly. if sara could help her with anything then she would be more than happy too, she didn’t want to completely overstep boundaries either. hearing that nyssa had a lot to say about her she nodded because that was probably putting it lightly. “i’m sure she did.” what they’d had was challenging in a time that was difficult as it was. “wait. what?” sara didn’t take a step back but her expression hardened slightly and that was purely down to her defence mechanisms, she wasn’t even aware of it. “oliver never told me he had a daughter…”

“It wasn’t here,” Mia rushed to assure her.  “It was back in Star City, guy named JJ.  Killed my best friend, actually, and it’s a shame I never got the chance to return the favor.”  Okay, clearly Sara’s presence was opening her mouth a little wider than it should be - too late to take it back now, though.  Keeping their bodies moving as they spoke, Mia shook her head.  “He wouldn’t have - never got the chance, depending on where in the timeline you’re from.  I was born in 2018 - in a cabin in the woods, with only mom and dad there.  The me that you’re looking at right now is from Star City circa 2041 or so.”

[blackstarsmoak]

erasiing‌:

analyzing: // blackstarsmoak‌

Even if he had no business wondering, Oliver couldn’t stop thinking about the girl that had thought he was her FATHER. Just as he thought before, it wasn’t the strangest concept. He’d always wanted to be a parent. It was this secret little wish that he kept to himself. Maybe he’d mentioned it a few times to his ex-wife but, other than that, he hadn’t really made it clear that he’d even considered the concept. He was known as a playboy philanthropist. That was it. No one like that would ever have something like that on their mind.

He would’ve been weirded out by her sudden presence at the party but, he’d been thinking about his potential daughter ever since he first interacted with her. It was hard not to. As jarring as the meeting was, Oliver felt strangely hopeful. She looked like him. That was probably the most jarring part. Oliver waved back but, he knew that if he just left it at that, he would be kicking himself later. So, he begrudgingly approached her, offered a small smile and then tried to figure out what he was supposed to do next. Christ. He had no idea.

“You mind if we step outside for a moment ?” He raised his voice so he could be heard over the music. This conversation felt like one he should have with her in private, even if it was just them walking around, looking at the lights in town on their own. He hoped that would be more comfortable for her, as well.

The fact that he’d chosen to approach took the pressure off of her shoulders, which was a blessing in disguise - had it been left to her Mia may have simply stood awkwardly at the bar while she tried to figure out how to even begin a proper conversation with someone who made her heart ache in such complicated ways.  Her smile echoed his, shaky but warm, and his request was a smart idea that wouldn’t have occurred to her.

“I’d like that,” she replied over the din, letting Oliver lead the way and tightening her coat around herself as they headed out into the evening.  It was so strange to be somewhere that felt so much like home, with a man who looked so much like her father, with neither of those things being the case.  She made it a few steps before finding her voice.

“I didn’t know you’d be here.”  As conversation starters went, it was weak.  Obviously he was there, it seemed as if the entire town was.  “I hope I didn’t take you away from anything.  Or anyone.”  There was no way to know what his social life looked like here, except that it didn’t involve Felicity.  “But it’s nice.  To see you, I mean.”

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

“did you expect anything different?” a playful smile on her lips. men could be jerks but women could be too and the guys on her team? the ones she’d held onto in her life? they were great. “pleasure’s all mine.” she meant it, this was making a fun night something better… it was making it interesting. sara paused at the mention of nyssa, cursing herself for even thinking the word interesting because it was already coming around to bite her. “you know nyssa?”

“Sadly, no.  From my brother through to my friends, boys will continually find ways to be a let down.”  Part of Mia was angry at herself for bringing up someone from her past, but the fact was Sara was the closest she’d come to someone from her own world and part of her just needed to talk.  “Oh, yeah.  She spent years with Felicity and me, training me until I was ready to take on the world.  And she sure did have a lot to say about you.”  With a sly grin she freed one hand to remove her mask.  “I should introduce myself.  Mia Smoak; daughter of Felicity Smoak and Oliver Queen.”

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

“from what i’ve heard,” and seen since sara had actually time travelled to the 1920′‘s but wasn’t sure if that was the right time to bring it up. “the women were great. the men? not so much.” not that she had an issue with men but the female species was always her preference. this was fun and she wasn’t half bad at it either which helped as she shook her hips a little. ““you think? thanks.” a smile falling easily onto her lips. “it’s a party. we’re supposed to be sinful.”

Mia could see why her father had been drawn to Sara, along with many others.  There was an air about her, playful and easygoing but with steel underneath.  “I think that’s a rule in most time periods, honestly - the men are always lagging a little behind.”  She nodded, her lips tugged upward as well.  “I do, and you’re welcome.”  A part of her felt slightly playful, so she dropped a name for interest’s sake.  “Nyssa always said you were good at being sinful.”

[shxdowofdarkness]

holiday | open

[blackstarsmoak]

alecofrps‌:

“Well depending on how long you are here for you might just start to grow tired of it. Until then, I hope that you are able to embrace the full experience. I know that they celebrate Christmas in different ways in the different places but still.” 

“I guess we’ll just have to see if I’m here long enough for the whole thing to wear off,” Mia admitted.  The odds of that were probably good, unless there was some sort of break in the mystery soon, but for now at least she could enjoy herself.  “What things should I do to get the whole Christmas experience?  Any thoughts?”

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

sara took the female’s hand in her own as she smiled, not really noticing anything familiar considering the masks hid most of it. not that she was wearing hers, that had gotten left on the side along with her drink. “as long as you own it. you can make anything look good.” smiling as she stepped onto the dancefloor. “it’s the 1920′s… i don’t think anyone really knows what they are doing.” twirling her gently around. “see.” a grin. “getting the hang of it already.”

“That’s a good point,” Mia agreed with a chuckle, letting herself be led onto the dance floor.  Sara was everything she remembered from her file, up to and including Felicity’s note at the bottom about being remarkably attractive.  “I wonder if they were any better in the actual 1920s,” she joked as she was led through a simple spin.  It was the first time she’d danced like this, and the similarities to fighting didn’t escape her.  “Only because I have an excellent partner - it’s amazing how that covers a multitude of sins.”

[shxdowofdarkness]

holiday | open

[blackstarsmoak]

alecofrps‌:

“I have always thought that there was something weird about holiday traditions and playing the same music over and over. It can get rather tedious and boring but perhaps I am the only one that has this same option…I don’t know, what do you think about the holidays…overrated or…” 

“Honestly?  This is all sort of new to me.  I grew up away from people, and we didn’t really do much for the holidays.  And when I moved to the city, there weren’t a lot of people celebrating.  So this...it’s not tedious yet, at least, because this is my first time.”

[blackstarsmoak]

@erasiing​ closed

Mia had done her best not to think about the other version of Oliver since their disastrous collision outside the restaurant.  It simply hurt too much to consider that she shared Ames with someone who looked so much like her father but wasn’t the same man and never would be.  She’d spent many hours in her training space since, trying to turn her distracted thoughts into energy in the hope that they would dissipate and leave her be.

She needed William to talk to, or her mother, someone who could fill the hole in her soul.  When she’d seen the ads for the party, though, she’d decided alcohol might work just as well.  The speakeasy had that in ample supply, and after a few drinks Mia had removed her mask to cool down a little.  Which was, of course, when she turned from the bar to look straight into her father’s eyes.

Frack, her inner monologue commented unhelpfully.  She couldn’t just ignore him, though, now that they’d looked right at each other, so she raised a hand in greeting with an awkward smile.

[blackstarsmoak]

igcttabe‌:

sara didn’t have an issue with the 1920′s. hey, who did? and a party? she wasn’t going to turn that down. hopefully this time she wouldn’t get into trouble like she did at every other party she’d attended. “hey! i’m just saying… that space on the dancefloor has our name on it.” gesturing to the space that had freed up with her head. “you interested?” it was a party, she was not going to just stand there… she was here for a good time and she planned to have one. sara finished her half-full glass of champagne in one, placing it on the counter as she turned with a grin. “it’s rude to keep a lady waiting.” she teased. 

Mia knew the woman even before she spoke - another face from Felicity’s extensive archives.  As far as she’d been aware, though, Sara and the Legends were travelling in time - another casualty of whatever force had drawn them to Ames, apparently.  Briefly grateful for the mask she wore before recalling that Sara had never met her, Mia slung back the last of her drink and offered a hand.  “Far be it from me to be rude.  Just don’t expect much grace on the dance floor.”

[blackstarsmoak]

hexappeall‌:

        “  i’m not saying that the only trends i’m accepting in 2020 is going back to this, with a few exceptions, but, have you seen how good everyone looks tonight ?  “   zatanna grinned at the person next to her, gestured at the crowd of bodies dressed to the nines.  “  who knew fringe could look so good.  “

Mia followed the gesture, giving the room a quick scan from under the mask that obscured half of her face.  “It is a good looking crowd.  And you look much more relaxed than you were at the diner the other day, so I’m glad to see that.”

[blackstarsmoak]

plcturetroy‌:

  “I rented this.” Admitting with a shrug, Donna wasn’t about to mention she hadn’t been to a party in probably a year or longer. Business events? No biggy. “If you want you can put it in my bag and take my head - thing.” She dug into the small bag, pulling out the folded thin black head piece, a few diamonds on it as well. “If you’d like, but I think the mask says more.” Donna let out a small laugh. “That’s all at the bar, the servers or.. the people with the trays at least only have champagne.”

“Good call,” Mia nodded admiringly.  She regretted shelling out the money for her outfit now, but it hadn’t occurred to her to rent clothes.  If that was still a thing in 2040 she’d never seen it.  “Think so?” her finger tapped the edge of the mask.  “What the hell, if you like it I’ll keep it on.  Thanks for the offer, though.”  Mia pouted as she looked toward the bar.  “That’s so far away.”  A moment later she’d snatched two glasses of champagne, one for herself and another to hand to the stranger.  “To pay you back for the advice,” she offered.  “You enjoying yourself?  Aside from the shoes and the punch?”

[blackstarsmoak]

plcturetroy‌:

  “Nice mask,” Donna stated, a small nod to the girl. Setting the cup down on a passing tray and swiping one that looked like champagne. The brunette turned her attention back to the other. “You know what they say - don’t drink the punch.” She smirked softly, a laugh escaping her. “When you find them you’ll need to give me heads up. I’d like to share my condolences.”

“Thanks,” Mia grinned.  “I’ve only been to one fancy party before this, and I wore pretty much this outfit.  If I’d known masks weren’t a thing tonight I might have tried to find something else - but what can you do?”  And the last time she’d attended a party like this it had ended in explosions and arrows, but never mind that.  “I’ll hold them down for you, if you want.  You actually drank the stuff, seems only fair you get the first punch.”  Internally she winced; apparently her puns were as bad as her mother’s.

“I think I’ll skip straight to the whiskey.”