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It started as a feeling of static in the air in a secluded area of a park in Star City. Something that raises the hair on the back of a person's arms, sourceless and unexplained. This sourceless nature only lasts for a minute before blue-green light arcs through the air in a symbol before it flickered and twisted, only to collapse in on itself.

In its wake, there's a short figure with long brown hair, sprawled on the grass, squinting up at the sky as though it personally offended him. Tan grimaced slightly, feeling an ache in his bones that told him that something had gone really, really wrong with that little experiment. He ran his tongue over his teeth, taking stock of everything. All limbs intact? Mental state? Dizzy and disoriented, but manageable.

"Fucking hell..." a roll, trying to push themself to their feet in an attempt to figure out where he's ended up. He feels like he's been hit by a car. Again.

cnnrsarrow

It wasn’t everyday Connor got the chance to patrol without Speedy or his father around him. The silence was unusual but not unwelcome. He was quietly perched on a rooftop, deep in thought about his next stop to scour until the breeze left an itchy sensation on his nose. He sneezed, looking around the area. There! A strange glowing symbol appeared a few feet away from where he was before it completely vanished. Though, as suspicious as it may seem, Connor decided it would be best if he went to the location, you know, without alerting anyone in case anything were to happen.

And it looks like something did happen, though not to him. The closer he got, the more it appeared to contain a figure. Oh, shoot, ran through Connor’s head before he quickened up his pace. ”Hey!” He called out, waving an arm. “You okay?” He hollered, closing the distance.

gothamite-librarian

It looked like they could be blown over by a stilling breeze, they were so wobbly on their feet as they took stock of their surroundings. A city park of some kind, not that that told them much. Going by the skyline and the much lesser amount of smog in the air, they weren't in Gotham anymore.

At the spotting of movement, someone coming to investigate, he grimaced slightly before he shifted positions toward a nearby tree and laid a hand on its trunk. Something to attempt to steady himself. His expression schooled itself toward a sort of tired neutrality, but there was a sharpness to his eyes as they flickered over the hero.

"Not dyin' or nothing, just.... hm." Is he seriously putting on customer service voice to try to deflect attention? Maybe just a little. He's fine, definitely. "I do seem to have... misplaced myself."

Understatement of the year, Tan. Way to go. This place doesn't even sound like Gotham, they can hear the city around them, movement, the way it breathes, but at the same time it feels so different from home.

cnnrsarrow

Connor snorted, “Misplaced?” He asked, tilting his head so he’d be able to eye the person over. Carefully looking for any injuries that may need tending to. He opened his mouth before closing it with a hum, “Where are you originally from?” He shifted on his boots, studying the area, if anything were able to tell him more.

The person obviously appeared human though, that didn’t explain the sudden appearance. Were they on the run from some being? Is this relating to something bigger? He hummed, eyes sliding back towards the civilian.

gothamite-librarian

They look normal enough, at least. An oversized, dark t-shirt with the logo for a gotham-local band on the front and a pair of shorts, and a pair of boots. They had been expecting to end up somewhere, even if not here. So at least they were dressed reasonably. It coukd be worse. It couls always be worse.

They don't seem to be visibly injured other than a lingering bruise around their lower left arm that looks like someone had grabbed them roughly, fingers encircling their arm. It was yellow and green, and they seemed not to be favoring it. More, they were just trying to maintain focus on him, raising a brow at yhe questions.

"I'm from Gotham. Sorry hi, you can call me Tan." He paused awkwardly, the offered a hand to the vigilante with a grimace. That same almost static electricity feeling lingered in close proximity to them, though it was quickly fading.

cnnrsarrow

His eyebrows rose in surprise before letting out an amused puff of air through his nose, he gracefully took Tan’s hand in his and shook it. “Well, you can call me Green Arrow.”He smiled in return, still wary on the newcomer. “You’re in Star City.” He informed, before adding a very dry, “halfway across the country.”

Connor unhooked a metal bottle, brushing over the almost electric buzz he left from touching it alongside the leftovers of magic that still resided, from his waist belt. “Water? You may not be dying but you don’t look so fine either.”

He fiddled with the opening of his brown overcoat on the Green Arrow uniform, thinking of how exactly is Tan going to go back to Gotham or where Tan is going to stay for the night. The idea of staying outside in a park on a random opening throughout the night didn’t seem so appealing, and if he was being honest, he’d much rather be a hospitable hero than an overly efficient one.

gothamite-librarian

They wobbled slightly as their hand was released, and shot him an incredulous look. "Star... City. Right. Okay. Sure, why not?"

Note to self, don't slam magic into a spell in a panic, or accidents happen. At least tje person chasing her had no way to knwo where shecwent, probably. They groan, letting themself drop into a sitting position, the movement sudden, like a puppet's strings being cut.

They blink up at the offered water, they reach out to take it after a moment of hesitation. "Sorry, I feel sure you have more important things t' deal with. But... thanks."

They pause, checking theor pockets before pushing out a phone with their free hand, unsteady as they consider the situation. No wallet, they have a phone, at least. They could probably find somewhere to stay, but the fact that they'd caught attention was a complication there. Besides not knowing the city.

There's a slight tremor to their hands as they try to trace a symbol in the air after taking a sip of water. Yeah, that's not going to work right now. It fizzled out immediately, rather than doing anything useful.

cnnrsarrow

His eyes widened looking at the weak attempt, a magic user, he instantly thought, then mentally chided himself. Of course they’re a magic user, they’re from Gotham for god’s sake! It explained a lot of questions that he felt weren’t necessary to ask in that moment. Especially towards someone who wouldn’t appreciate being bombarded by them in such a state.

Connor crouched to be eye level with Tan, subconsciously tapping his pointer finger against his kneecap. “Nothing more important than helping someone out.” He tried to reassure. He pursed his lips, kind of awkwardly idling around before speaking again, “So…” he began.

He contemplated how mad Ollie would be if he brought someone unannounced to the Arrowcave and quickly vanished that thought, it didn’t matter. This person did. This person who appeared to be a smudge away from passing out on the ground. It wasn’t looking good but it was nothing that he couldn’t handle.

“May I bring you to my base?” At least he thought so. “I’ll do my best to bandage you up.”

gothamite-librarian

@cnnrsarrow

It started as a feeling of static in the air in a secluded area of a park in Star City. Something that raises the hair on the back of a person's arms, sourceless and unexplained. This sourceless nature only lasts for a minute before blue-green light arcs through the air in a symbol before it flickered and twisted, only to collapse in on itself.

In its wake, there's a short figure with long brown hair, sprawled on the grass, squinting up at the sky as though it personally offended him. Tan grimaced slightly, feeling an ache in his bones that told him that something had gone really, really wrong with that little experiment. He ran his tongue over his teeth, taking stock of everything. All limbs intact? Mental state? Dizzy and disoriented, but manageable.

"Fucking hell..." a roll, trying to push themself to their feet in an attempt to figure out where he's ended up. He feels like he's been hit by a car. Again.

cnnrsarrow

It wasn’t everyday Connor got the chance to patrol without Speedy or his father around him. The silence was unusual but not unwelcome. He was quietly perched on a rooftop, deep in thought about his next stop to scour until the breeze left an itchy sensation on his nose. He sneezed, looking around the area. There! A strange glowing symbol appeared a few feet away from where he was before it completely vanished. Though, as suspicious as it may seem, Connor decided it would be best if he went to the location, you know, without alerting anyone in case anything were to happen.

And it looks like something did happen, though not to him. The closer he got, the more it appeared to contain a figure. Oh, shoot, ran through Connor’s head before he quickened up his pace. ”Hey!” He called out, waving an arm. “You okay?” He hollered, closing the distance.

gothamite-librarian

It looked like they could be blown over by a stilling breeze, they were so wobbly on their feet as they took stock of their surroundings. A city park of some kind, not that that told them much. Going by the skyline and the much lesser amount of smog in the air, they weren't in Gotham anymore.

At the spotting of movement, someone coming to investigate, he grimaced slightly before he shifted positions toward a nearby tree and laid a hand on its trunk. Something to attempt to steady himself. His expression schooled itself toward a sort of tired neutrality, but there was a sharpness to his eyes as they flickered over the hero.

"Not dyin' or nothing, just.... hm." Is he seriously putting on customer service voice to try to deflect attention? Maybe just a little. He's fine, definitely. "I do seem to have... misplaced myself."

Understatement of the year, Tan. Way to go. This place doesn't even sound like Gotham, they can hear the city around them, movement, the way it breathes, but at the same time it feels so different from home.

cnnrsarrow

Connor snorted, “Misplaced?” He asked, tilting his head so he’d be able to eye the person over. Carefully looking for any injuries that may need tending to. He opened his mouth before closing it with a hum, “Where are you originally from?” He shifted on his boots, studying the area, if anything were able to tell him more.

The person obviously appeared human though, that didn’t explain the sudden appearance. Were they on the run from some being? Is this relating to something bigger? He hummed, eyes sliding back towards the civilian.

gothamite-librarian

They look normal enough, at least. An oversized, dark t-shirt with the logo for a gotham-local band on the front and a pair of shorts, and a pair of boots. They had been expecting to end up somewhere, even if not here. So at least they were dressed reasonably. It coukd be worse. It couls always be worse.

They don't seem to be visibly injured other than a lingering bruise around their lower left arm that looks like someone had grabbed them roughly, fingers encircling their arm. It was yellow and green, and they seemed not to be favoring it. More, they were just trying to maintain focus on him, raising a brow at yhe questions.

"I'm from Gotham. Sorry hi, you can call me Tan." He paused awkwardly, the offered a hand to the vigilante with a grimace. That same almost static electricity feeling lingered in close proximity to them, though it was quickly fading.

cnnrsarrow

His eyebrows rose in surprise before letting out an amused puff of air through his nose, he gracefully took Tan’s hand in his and shook it. “Well, you can call me Green Arrow.”He smiled in return, still wary on the newcomer. “You’re in Star City.” He informed, before adding a very dry, “halfway across the country.”

Connor unhooked a metal bottle, brushing over the almost electric buzz he left from touching it alongside the leftovers of magic that still resided, from his waist belt. “Water? You may not be dying but you don’t look so fine either.”

He fiddled with the opening of his brown overcoat on the Green Arrow uniform, thinking of how exactly is Tan going to go back to Gotham or where Tan is going to stay for the night. The idea of staying outside in a park on a random opening throughout the night didn’t seem so appealing, and if he was being honest, he’d much rather be a hospitable hero than an overly efficient one.

gothamite-librarian

@cnnrsarrow

It started as a feeling of static in the air in a secluded area of a park in Star City. Something that raises the hair on the back of a person's arms, sourceless and unexplained. This sourceless nature only lasts for a minute before blue-green light arcs through the air in a symbol before it flickered and twisted, only to collapse in on itself.

In its wake, there's a short figure with long brown hair, sprawled on the grass, squinting up at the sky as though it personally offended him. Tan grimaced slightly, feeling an ache in his bones that told him that something had gone really, really wrong with that little experiment. He ran his tongue over his teeth, taking stock of everything. All limbs intact? Mental state? Dizzy and disoriented, but manageable.

"Fucking hell..." a roll, trying to push themself to their feet in an attempt to figure out where he's ended up. He feels like he's been hit by a car. Again.

cnnrsarrow

It wasn’t everyday Connor got the chance to patrol without Speedy or his father around him. The silence was unusual but not unwelcome. He was quietly perched on a rooftop, deep in thought about his next stop to scour until the breeze left an itchy sensation on his nose. He sneezed, looking around the area. There! A strange glowing symbol appeared a few feet away from where he was before it completely vanished. Though, as suspicious as it may seem, Connor decided it would be best if he went to the location, you know, without alerting anyone in case anything were to happen.

And it looks like something did happen, though not to him. The closer he got, the more it appeared to contain a figure. Oh, shoot, ran through Connor’s head before he quickened up his pace. ”Hey!” He called out, waving an arm. “You okay?” He hollered, closing the distance.

gothamite-librarian

It looked like they could be blown over by a stilling breeze, they were so wobbly on their feet as they took stock of their surroundings. A city park of some kind, not that that told them much. Going by the skyline and the much lesser amount of smog in the air, they weren't in Gotham anymore.

At the spotting of movement, someone coming to investigate, he grimaced slightly before he shifted positions toward a nearby tree and laid a hand on its trunk. Something to attempt to steady himself. His expression schooled itself toward a sort of tired neutrality, but there was a sharpness to his eyes as they flickered over the hero.

"Not dyin' or nothing, just.... hm." Is he seriously putting on customer service voice to try to deflect attention? Maybe just a little. He's fine, definitely. "I do seem to have... misplaced myself."

Understatement of the year, Tan. Way to go. This place doesn't even sound like Gotham, they can hear the city around them, movement, the way it breathes, but at the same time it feels so different from home.

cnnrsarrow

Connor snorted, “Misplaced?” He asked, tilting his head so he’d be able to eye the person over. Carefully looking for any injuries that may need tending to. He opened his mouth before closing it with a hum, “Where are you originally from?” He shifted on his boots, studying the area, if anything were able to tell him more.

The person obviously appeared human though, that didn’t explain the sudden appearance. Were they on the run from some being? Is this relating to something bigger? He hummed, eyes sliding back towards the civilian.

gothamite-librarian

@cnnrsarrow

It started as a feeling of static in the air in a secluded area of a park in Star City. Something that raises the hair on the back of a person's arms, sourceless and unexplained. This sourceless nature only lasts for a minute before blue-green light arcs through the air in a symbol before it flickered and twisted, only to collapse in on itself.

In its wake, there's a short figure with long brown hair, sprawled on the grass, squinting up at the sky as though it personally offended him. Tan grimaced slightly, feeling an ache in his bones that told him that something had gone really, really wrong with that little experiment. He ran his tongue over his teeth, taking stock of everything. All limbs intact? Mental state? Dizzy and disoriented, but manageable.

"Fucking hell..." a roll, trying to push themself to their feet in an attempt to figure out where he's ended up. He feels like he's been hit by a car. Again.

cnnrsarrow

It wasn’t everyday Connor got the chance to patrol without Speedy or his father around him. The silence was unusual but not unwelcome. He was quietly perched on a rooftop, deep in thought about his next stop to scour until the breeze left an itchy sensation on his nose. He sneezed, looking around the area. There! A strange glowing symbol appeared a few feet away from where he was before it completely vanished. Though, as suspicious as it may seem, Connor decided it would be best if he went to the location, you know, without alerting anyone in case anything were to happen.

And it looks like something did happen, though not to him. The closer he got, the more it appeared to contain a figure. Oh, shoot, ran through Connor’s head before he quickened up his pace. ”Hey!” He called out, waving an arm. “You okay?” He hollered, closing the distance.

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