the Emerald Archer

Oliver Queen - 30 - Green Arrow " I can't sit on the sidelines and do nothing. I won't. The last time I did, I watched people die. People I could have saved. People I should have saved. That's not going to happen again. Not as long as I can do something about it."

[greenxarrcw]

dinchlances:

“she’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” dinah smiled brightly down at her new bike as she parked it in front of the bar before her shift. “she’s used too, can you believe it? i swear the last guy never drove her anywhere. what a damn shame to keep such a pretty thing locked up in a garage.”

“Yes, she is.” His gaze, however, remained FIXED on the blonde before him. It took a few moments for Ollie to realize he was STARING. He shifted his gaze now onto the machine before them, blowing out a LOW whistle. he was by no means an expect, but FAST rides had been part of the QOUTA for his perviouse life. His hands moved to scrach the back of his head, “-Well, if this is an intervation for me to join you on your ride, then the awnser is yes.”

[greenxarrcw]

catwcmann:

@greenxarrcw liked for a starter!!

“As much as I enjoy large, expensive parties, this seems like a bit much, even for a Queen shindig,” she said, sauntering up to Oliver as if it was completely normal for her to talk to heads of companies and billionaires, as if she was a part of that whole world when she really wasn’t. She was good at faking it, though, and she would continue to fake it for as long as it kept her flush with cash and opportunities for jobs. She raised an eyebrow. “Trying to compensate for something, are we?”

He HATED these things, he hated the people they attracted. But up until recently, THIS had been his world. Oliver had been no more than a billionaire playboy, it was only recently that he returned, and now al this collected wealth DISGUSTED him. But it was a cover, Oliver would use it for good if he had to use it at all. Taking a sip of his drink, his lips quirked, as his eyes brightened with good humor. He may be prickly BUT he could still laugh at himself. “Something like that. But more importantly who might you be?”