Everything was still a complete blur. Thoughts disjointed, limbs heavy, as if chained to the hospital bed even though Brie didn’t realise, one of her wrists were handcuffed to the bed.
It had been a long, grueling challenge for Brie Larvan after she had been taken down by her own precious drones. She had slipped into a coma after her battle with Team Green Arrow, and had only just woken up.
But everything was still not as it should be.
Her body could barely move, thoughts slow and reaction time still a bare minimum. The scientist still had a long way to go, only just getting back her ability to speak and form proper sentences. While bee venom is next to harmless for most people, the amount of it that had been injected into Brie had severely affected her.
And while at the moment, she was but a ghost of her former self, her doctors predicted a full recovery.
And for now, she seemed to have a visitor. The woman in question had been warned that the Bug-Eyed Bandit had woken up, but with the poison still addling her mind and without her glasses, Brie did not recognize the blonde.
A lot of people had made it a point to tell Felicity that she should feel no guilt for what happened to Brie Larven and in a way she didn’t. Brie had made her own choices a long time ago that got her into this mess that she was in now and none of those choices were originally influenced by Felicity at all. They just seemed to have a natural habit of crossing paths and it was that thought that had occurred to her when Felicity started to consider how she wanted to reinvent herself and how she helped people…
She wanted to do so with Palmer Tech and it’s inventions and Brie Larven seemed like the perfect first candidate to offer this service too. She just hoped when she walked into the hospital room that it would be received as well as she thought it would. Though with her lack of recognition as to who she was told her that she might be off to a good start.
“Hi- sorry I guess it’s harder to recognize me without my code or computer screen…” Felicity responded, hovering near the door. “I came to talk- if that’s alright with you?”
It took several long seconds of squinting for the young woman to realise who the other blonde was, and, if she had the strength to, she would have gasped.
But instead, Brie could only stare, expression confused and a little frightened.
What was Felicity Smoak doing here?
The doctors had counted Larvan lucky for not losing her memory alongside all of her other ailments, still knowing exactly who she was and where she was. But that also included why she was there, and who had caused her to be there besides her own misfortune and mistakes.
Walls too crumbled to be her normal defensive self, Brie simply huffed, wiping her eye slowly with her free hand. Her words were still slow, voice still barely audible, even in the silence of her room.
“Or without... my glasses.”
Too tired to muster up any words of hate or bitterness for now, the young blonde simply gazed at Smoak, taking in her speech slowly.
Was she here to lecture her? Make sure she didn’t stray into the path of Star City’s vigilante again? She had no reason to be here. Why was she here?
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