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Dinah Lance.

Dinah smiled softly as the young woman spoke. “Well, I wouldn’t say that I’m a mess,” she said lightly, offering Mia another smile. Dinah would never admit when something was going on with her, not because she was embarrassed, but just because she was always ready to take care of everyone else first. “I’m okay, you don’t have to worry about me.” She smiled and reached out for Mia, squeezing her hand. “I’m glad to be back,” she said. “How are you doing?” She gave Mia a long look. “And I want the honest answer, Mia, okay?”

No, she wouldn’t. Mia didn’t hold it against the woman. In fact, she wished she was strong like Dinah, able to hide her pain and feelings away. It was preferable to wearing them on her sleeve. “I’m always going to worry about you,” She proclaimed not as if it were a burden, but like it was a privilege. “I’m okay.” She told her. “Honestly I’m just more worried about Roy and Oli then anything.” There was somewhat downtrodden to her as she spoke. “And I worry mostly because I know if something really is the matter... I don’t think they’d want my help.” Maybe Mia was paranoid, maybe it was their way of protecting her, BUT she didn’t want it. She didn’t need it. All she needed was the knowledge her family was okay.

#c: dinah lance 01

Cissie King-Jones.

"Exactly! Thank you! He could have just made his own but instead, he stole mine.“ Cissie shook her head in disappointment. "He’s just impatient. Mine was ready and he would have had to wait if he made his own. I think that’s why he stole it. "The blonde explained, still frustrated with the speedster. "He needs to learn to ask.”

“That kid, we should really start a Bart fund. Anytime he steals food from the rest of us he puts money into it, and then treats us all to food that he can’t have.” She chuckled at the concept. “Of course, he’d never do that.” Knowing Bart he wouldn’t even sit still to listen to the notion. “C’mon, you still in the mood for mac and cheese? I know a killer recipe for the baked kind. Maybe we could make it together?”

#c: cissie king-jones 01

Oliver Queen.

“Pick your poison.” He replied when she requested something non-alcoholic. They had virgin drinks or soft drinks, but it was a decision only she could make. “You can put dinosaur band-aids on me or something,” Oliver replied, not giving in. His granddaughter was special in a different way. “No Batman band-aids.” He stood firm. “How was he?” Oliver asked after a second of silence.

“I’ll take...” Mia contemplated for a moment, trying to think of something good. “How’bout a bloody mary?” If she was lucky that would elicit a laugh from Oliver about the drink choice ‘a classic’ in the soft drink sort of sense. “Hold the bloody,” She tried to joke, only to hastily make a decision. “Actually wait, don’t.” It was SOFT, she could take a little buzz. Might make her feel less concerned about her family. “Oh you might regret that offer Oli,” She flashed a grin his face and laughed fully at his refusal of batman band-aids. “If only they made Green Arrow band-aids.” Her voice was somewhat low as she said that, despite the lack of patrons around them you couldn’t be too careful. “He was....” She contemplated her words. “Better. I think he was better.”

#c: oliver queen 01

Barry Allen.

Barry flashed her an unrepentant grin in return. “Good, because that’s what we’re going with,” he said. He had a tendency to dig his heels in when he thought he was right about something, or when he was concerned about someone – and in this case, it was both. He cared about Mia and wanted to make sure she was doing okay. Or at the very least, that she was fed. Barry snorted softly as she spoke. “Yeah, I think they’d take one look at me and figure they’re not gonna get much from me,” he said. He didn’t give off the same billionaire vibe that Ollie did. Probably because he was not, in fact, a billionaire. “Oh, yeah? I definitely had you pegged as one of those people who doesn’t like the way water tastes,” he teased. Which had never made sense to him, considering it was…water. He laughed. “Fine. What are you in the mood for, Chinese?” It would leave a lot of leftovers for her.

She chuckled at his words. “At least you’re self aware,” Her grin was bright and evident. She enjoyed her time with Barry, and she appreciated the concern he showed for her. Though it did remind her she needed to be more careful to hide things if they needed to be hidden. If things started looking down and she needed to put other people first, she didn’t want Barry worried about her. There wee more important things. “You may look twig-like but we both know that stomach of yours is a black hole.” She joked (though it was true). “Oh you mean a crazy person?” Mia chuckled at him. “Water is just-- it’s the best, okay? Honestly can’t go a day without it.” She gave a strong nod of her head. “Chinese sounds good perfect actually, let’s go for it.”

#c: barry allen 01

Roy Harper.

“Sort of late to be stopping by. You’re gonna cause a scandal. People might think you’re here to steal my innocence. ” he joked as the person he recognized approached. “Lian’s inside asleep with Jade. I’m just enjoying nice night.” he explained. “What’s up?” @assemblestarter

“Be king rewind, since when do you have innocence left to steal?” Mia joked, a wide grin on her face. “I’M the innocent gal around here,” Okay no she really wasn’t but it was still fun to laugh about the incredulousness of it all (like either of them were innocent, ha). “Honestly? I wanted to see you. I worry about you a lot. Mostly I worry about you not telling me if Lian learns the alphabet or she changes her favorite color-- I need updates on these things. Super important Aunty business.”

#c: roy harper 01

Michelle Jones.

“Yeah I’m cool. Not the first time I’ve been held hostage by a bad guy.” Michelle said fixing her hoodie. She looked down, kicking the guy who had her for good measure. “Dick.” she muttered.”Thanks Robin hood.”

Mia grimaced. It wasn’t so uncommon to hear, not that she liked hearing it. “Guess keeping your cool is a nifty skill,” She complimented her. She chuckled at the kick. “It was my pleasure citizen,” Speedy exclaimed with a grin. “Now I’m gonna take this guy in.”

#c: michelle jones 01

Cissie King-Jones.

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“And after all that he still stole my mac and cheese. Can you believe that?” She asked, shaking her head after telling Mia the whole story about Bart stealing her mac and cheese the day before. Speedsters weren’t to be trusted around food. They were like little black holes, sucking in everything around them in a kitchen. “It’s okay though. I have a plan. Next time I’m gonna add way too much salt.”

“Honestly I can’t,” Mia exclaimed. “He could get his own mac and cheese, come on Speedsters step it up, get with it, get your own mac and cheese.” She snorted at the thought. “For a guy so fast he sure is lazy.” Then again, back in the day Mia sometimes found stealing something made it taste better then buying it herself. She wouldn’t mention it though, she would remain firmly on Cissie’s side for this. “Oh, that’s a good one. Poison him and he’ll never do it again. It’s a worthy sacrifice.” She chuckled.

#c: cissie king-jones 01 #/ que !

Oliver Queen.

“I’m pretty sure Bruce already has.” He only half-joked, not putting it past the man behind the Batman persona. “No way.” Oliver refused, finally ordering his drink when the bartender noticed them. “Want something?” He offered to buy his daughter a drink. It was just an excuse to keep them there, spending time together a little longer. “The only one who’s allowed to put Hello Kitty or Disney Princess band-aids on me is my granddaughter.” If it would make Lian smile, he would let the little girl do it. “Have you seen her?”

“Probably,” Mia snorted at the thought. It shouldn’t have been funny as it was but well, she knew Batman so it was kinda hilarious. “Hmmm, maybe something un-alchohalic.” It wasn’t necssarily fear but it was ALSO very much paranoia that made Mia hesitate to drink anything alchohlic. It wasn’t like the substance was new to her she spent years as a prositute after all. Too paranoid, she knew, she couldn’t help it (she wished she could). “Not even me? Oh I’m so insulted Oli,” Mia giggled. “Though I think Lian may prefer Batman bandaids.” She joked. “A little, I saw her asleep the other day but didn’t get to spend time with her. I was checking in on Roy.”

#c: oliver queen 01 #/ que !

Francis Barton.

“I’m a grown man?” Even he didn’t sound so sure about that. Either way, as soon as the arrow made contact and the other let go of his arm, he was away, not freezing up like a civilian hostage. Call it self preservation. He wasn’t going to risk being in the way of another shot. Standing up and watching the would be hostage taker go down, he nodded to her. “Yeah, I’m fine. Uh, thanks.” It probably wouldn’t be a good idea to call an arrow up right now, but. “So do you have a plan to keep him from running off, or are we banking on that arrow being enough?”

“Are you?” She didn’t mean it with offense intended. Everyone else just felt so much younger around her when she had her mask on, Mia felt the urge to protect everyone she could. She was Speedy. Even if he was, as he said, a grown man. Well-- he was still hers to protect. At least in this moment. “Okay, got it, uh sir.” Sir felt weird but he didn’t want kid so--- “Good.” Speedy said with a nod, and grinned at the question. “Ah nah I was just waiting for a hot second and then-” Then she sprung her bow, he was enough of a distance away for her to release the literal trap arrow, releasing a net and rolling him stuck in it. “There we go.”

#c: francis barton 01 #/ que !

Michael Flynn.

Mike had his fair share of traumas growing up. when his father tried to kill him the first time and it didn’t stick well, the man had gotten creative. After awhile, he just sort of new what to expect. But still, that didn’t mean he didn’t feel it.“The snapping of the neck is basically painless if they know what they’re doing. and Grim is usually on the other side and it’s always nice to see him…her…them. “ he tried to explain. Jason knew that. “Hell yeah i love smoothies.” he grinned.

Mia grimaced, wishing she knew whether to offer sympathies or not. Just because he talk about it like it was something casual didn’t mean that it actually was. “Noted, hope that’s the way I go out. Nice and [painless, hopefully heroic.” She tried to joke. “Grim huh?” Death? She personally knew a guy who knew death. Then again her Uncle Barry knew the speed force and her Uncle Hal was part of an alien corporation. “Sounds like a plan,” She grinned. “Smoothies for all, on me too, cause of the whole death thing. I figure a smoothie will suffice?” Mia joked.

#c: michael flynn 01 #/ que !

Hal Jordan.

Hal chuckled listening to Mia he couldn’t fault her there “Well Speedy is your name so of course you can go on for a mile a minute” He teased her before nodding his head “Of course it is, I’m elder meaning you have to listen to me, It works forever in my favor” he joked before looking at her “Alright enough about my besties, what about you huh? Made any new forever friends I should know about? Or lovers I need to give a good shovel talk to?” He questioned after all he’s spent loads of time off world he had to figure out what everyone was doing at the moment. “More rainbow type thing but each ring holds a different power, when I was first drafted into the corps, my mentor actually changed sides and became my enemy, the Green Lanterns are strong because of our will and the deep seated belief that we should always use our power to help those who can’t help themselves.” He explained before looking at her “Ahh we’ll see little shrimp, I’ll even be nice and let you pick the stage for us to hold this battle.”

Mia laughed. “I try, though the Flash family may have me way beaten in the mile a minute-ing. Or Tim when he’s had more coffee then the usual and the case is science-y.” She mused with a grin upon her face. “Oh come on Uncle Hal, I’ll let the elder excuse slide here but only the once,” She chuckled. “No way I’m gonna start listening the likes of Lex Luthor or-” She made an ‘ew’ face. “Vandal Savage. Yuck.” She snorted at this words. “Oh my god- Uncle Hal no, just the same Titans and Justice friends we already know. As for ‘lovers’,” She could barely get the word out without chuckles. “Uncle Hal I assure you that you, Barry and Oliver will know when you get invited to the wedding.” Despite the joke, it did warm her heart that he was so readily to shovel talk someone for her sake. It felt good knowing he cared so much, so ready to watch her back from a new angle she hadn’t even looked at yet. “Oh that’s not so great,” She grimaced. Mia knew so little of Hal’s history, she realized with a stab of guilt in her chest. She should ask more often, learn more, she sure cared to know. He was family. “Awwww Hal,” Mia grinned widely at him. “Guess your real power is willpower.” She joked. “Oh little shrimp? Those are fighting words if I ever heard em. Bring it on Uncle Hal.”

#c: hal jordan 01 #/ que !

Oliver Queen.

Trying was better than nothing and he was willing to take it. “Hey! You came and found me this time.” Oliver tried to defend, feeling a small sting of guilt. Behind every joke was some amount of truth. Injuries were part of the hero gig. It was impossible to do what they did without a single scratch. “I’ll start putting band-aids over every cut if you give me a heads up.” He only half joked, fully prepared to do it if it would put her at ease. “She’s the wisest and smartest person I know.”

“Yeah, this time. Watch out Oli, next time I might chip you.” That WAS a joke though. Mia had enough time under other people’s thumbs to be unwilling and unable to ever do that to a loved one, even tracking their whereabouts on aps and comms felt a type of icky to her. “Only if I get to choose the bandaids,” She teased him. “I think Batman bandaids would do, don’t you? Or Superman?” Mia laughed. “Or I mean we could always go Hello Kitty or full Disney Princess route too, take some from Lian.” She giggled at the thought. “Yeah, same here.” Dinah was one of the best people Mia had ever known in her life. Without her, she would have never become the woman she currently was. It was all thanks to Dinah, and the man she was currently sitting right next to.

#c: oliver queen 01

Hal Jordan.

“Oh I see you leave for a few months and you’ve grown out of this youngster age? I don’t know about that to me you’ll always be a youngster Little Mia” Hal replied smirking at the other nodding his head “Yes they are my best friends there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for them.” He replied honestly Barry and Oliver were some of the few people he’d tell everything to regardless if he was allowed to or not. “So you say, I’ll have you know when I’m off-world I do quite well up in the sky” He teased her before looking at her while speaking, “Yeah it’s very interesting to say the least there is also different sectors with different power rings, as you know green is powered by Will but the others use different sources.” He explained, nodding his head, “It’s very cool. I enjoy the Corps a lot, and I don’t know about that little Mia. After all, Ollie is my best friend you don’t think he taught me little aim tricks?”

“What could I say? I move fast, there’s a reason I go by Speedy.” She joked with a broad grin upon her face. “If I’m always gonna be a youngster then does that make you always an oldster?” She challenged him with almost a devious smile upon her face at the words. “I know, I see it with you guys, it’s nice.” The way they were with eachother, Hal, Barry and Oli. It was sweet, Mia hoped to have friends who remained close like that at their age too. “Yes I bet you do, especially when you’re not falling out of it.” She teased him with a happy chuckle accompanying her words. She did listen intently however when he spoke of the Lantern Corps more. “So is it the whole rainbow type thing or more of a limited capacity?” She asked curiously. “No amount of teaching from Ollie is gonna get you on my level, ‘big’ Hal.” She teased him.

#c: hal jordan 01

Barry Allen.

“We’ll go Dutch,” Barry said, lifting his chin stubbornly. He snorted softly and shrugged his shoulders. “Scientist credentials are all I have.” Apart from the whole super speed thing, but that wasn’t really relevant at the moment. Unless you considered that he could zip over to get the food and be back within seconds. “Good.” He smiled faintly and shrugged. “I’m the dad friend, so sue me,” he said. “Somebody has to make sure people eat and they remember to drink water. Drinking 8 glasses a day is basically a load of BS, by the way. Just stay hydrated, you don’t have to chug water like you’re putting out a fire.” He laughed. “Okay, fine, you can get the tip.”

“I suppose Dutch will do.” Mia responded, a grin showing teeth upon her face. Barry was--- he was family. Just like Hal, he was her family in a different way then Oliver, Dinah and Roy but family nonetheless. An extension of them and their love for her in the shape of two men who would always be there for her. “Oh yeah? Guess a really good metabolism means knowing around here.” She joked. “Careful there Allen, there’s many sue happy felons around these parts. They may just lay down in front of your car and wait for the opportunity, bring the tape that says ‘sue me’ to court and win.” She teased him. “Hey I like my eight daily water glasses,” Mia joked. She appreciated Barry making her feel better and being there for her, more then she could ever put into words. “Good, and it’ll be a good tip too!”

#c: barry allen 01

Michelle Jones.

“I mean if it’s not her you’re gonna probably be dealing with me. And trust me I am SOO not the kind you wanna keep hostage.” Michelle said, looking for an out. “I mean, she looks like a really got shot to me.”

Mia grinned, enjoying the spunk from the girl he had taken hostage. It was nice to see someone being brave, it was inspiring actually, the bravery it showed. “Yeah, I really do.” Speedy agreed with a cheeky smirk on her face, the man yelled something garbled at her again before Mia decided to keep her word. Her arrow shot forth, hitting him right in the arm and nowhere near the girl. He went to clench it, and Speedy made her move. Borrowing Roy’s signature flip, she got the guy down in no time at all and was soon cuffing him. “You okay?” She asked the brave girl.

#c: michelle jones 01

Michael Flynn.

“Nah I don’t like lying to people. It’s not cool. It wouldn’t be the first time Jason’s snapped my neck. One time it was twice in one day. Would have made it three time but it took awhile for me to come back on the second.” he shrugged. He probably had died due to annoying Jason more than anything else. “well that’s good at least, though looks like the party is over.” he said looking around for any more assailants.

Interesting, Mia couldn’t exactly say the same thing given she went around with a mask on calling herself Speedy a big chunk of the time. Not much truth telling there. “Hope this isn’t too personal but uh- how does it feel? Neck snapping, the whole dying thing? I’m sure it isn’t pleasant but you make it sound so casual.” Did he just get used to it? Like a broken arm or a blister? “Yep, looks like we’re home free. Wanna get smoothies?”

#c: michael flynn 01

Edward Nygma.

☆ﾟ*·ﾟ TILTING HIS HEAD to the side, Edward ran his hand through his hair, leaning up against the nearest wall. “Don’t look at me. This isn’t my doing. I’m just an observer today. Trying to find some more fun locations” he chuckled before picking at his fingernails. Generally when he caused a scene, took a hostage, and directed it towards a particular hero, he designed it for them. In this case, Edward was simply curious as he adjusted his mask. “If I help you, what’s in it for me?” he asked, a small smile forming across his face.

Today, the word was noted. His mask looked familiar like it was something that had been in a database she’d seen before. Surely a criminal but apparently a high class one who was taking the day to observe rather then showcase. Lucky for her, maybe. “Scouting then, I see. How you feeling this location?” Keeping the conversation light was what you wanted to do as a vigilante especially with a hostage in the mix, it made them feel less at risk. This was what she did everyday after all. “The feeling of knowing you’ve done something good, not to mention I’d gain some respect for you. Respect is pretty nice in my experience.”

#c: edward nygma 01

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