Not Your Average Stray

Cal. Female. 27. Metahuman. Inspired by Marvel's Catseye

[alotofleds-deactivated20150430]

Cisco stood by, slightly nervous as Cal took in her freedom. “Oh well we’re at Star Labs.”  And he waited, holding his breath for a few beats as he watched Cal for a reaction. Depending on the person, it was always different. 

[not-your-average-stray]

“The night of the storm,” Cal said slowly. “That’s when all of this started.” She glanced over at him. “So you’re trying to fix it then?” she asked. “What went wrong that night.” She wasn’t angry. Not with him, or STAR Labs. Her ability gave her an edge, something to help protect people with.

[shadow-assassin-blix]

The day passes on, and I silently wait for my men to call to tell me the deed had been done. I had a feeling that the cop might be watching me again so I didn’t risk leaving the hotel. The moment I got the call,  and was told that Merlyn was captured and on a helicopter on his way to Ra’s I sighed in relief. Finally I can leave this godforsaken city. Now I can return to my own nuthouse of a home.

I packed up what little things I had and slipped out of the hotel through the back entrance. I swiftly made my way to the train that would lead me to Central City where I would have a plane waiting for me.

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal was patrolling when she saw Blix leave the hotel. Assuming she was going to hunt down Merlyn before the agreed upon time of that night, she followed her, staying in her canine form and keeping a distance behind. She was surprised when they entered the train station but hopped on, glad she'd learned to sneak around train station as a kid.

But why Central City?

[im-a-hawker-archived]

It took everything from Felicity not to just dive in to the food in front of her when it arrived. “Well- I mean that’s what the media goes with so I can say that much at least is very safe to go with assuming. That he is a he” She could at least say that much right? It wasn’t like Oliver added a bra to his leather costume he ran around in or the fact that his height and deep voice didn’t give at least that much away. He was certainly a he…

"Spare time? What’s that?" Felicity joked. "I work for a vigelanti in what little spare time I have. I have thought of getting a cat or something to keep me busy at home but….not ready for that level of single yet." 

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal laughed. "Yeah, well, the media's been wrong before," she said. "Just double checking." She smiled, taking another bite of her food. "You did an excellent job of picking the restaurant, by the way. This is spectacular."

"Hey! Just because I have Maia does not mean I'm chronically single!" Cal joked. "Okay, I don't get out a lot socially, but still! ARGUS keeps me busy!" She waved a hand. "Maybe one of the other people working with the Arrow is my type," she said with a grin.

[not-your-average-stray]

((Anyone up for a thread with an OC ARGUS agent?))

[not-your-average-stray]

OOC

Working on editing Cal's page and bio stuff. She decided who she wanted to be as a muse instead of me writing it for her, so there are some changes to be made.

[not-your-average-stray]

Put a number  in my ask and I’ll tell you my favourite

Movie

TV Show

Song

Animal

Color

Word

OTP

Candy

Thing to Do 

Quote

Magazine

Holiday

Accent 

Number 

Clothing Store

Season 

Book

Actress 

Actor

Food 

Drink

Letter

Cereal

Fruit 

Band 

Sound

Smell

Country

Person from history

Artist

[shadow-assassin-blix]

"The League shall go wherever it pleases honey. Suck it up," I bite back at her.

"Okay, I think we’ve all have had enough for tonight. Ladies retract the claws and stop baring teeth at one another. Tomorrow night we do this. We get Merlyn, and we give him to A.R.G.U.S. All of this will be over and neither one of you will have to see one another again," Arrow mediated.

"Fine tomorrow night," I agreed. Just means I have to capture him during the day with my team. Easy as pie. Plus even if we don’t get him during the day, will get him at night, before this pain in the ass vigilante and the oh so wonderful cop meets up with me. Tough luck sugars. The League shall have him one way or another. Even if we have to burn this city down to do so, we will have Merlyn. He will face Ra’s.   

I smiled and said, “Adiós, mis dolores en el culo. I hope after tomorrow night I never have to see either of you…. again.”

I turned and ran off the rooftop, disappearing into the darkness. I returned to my hotel swiftly, and made a few calls. My team would be here in a few hours, so I laid down on my bed and with one of my throwing knives safely in reach, I fitfully slept.  

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal bared her teeth at the other woman, ignoring what the Arrow said. She was not happy with this whole arrangement. She didn't trust Blix, or the League of Assassins one bit.

She resisted the urge to strangle Blix when she spoke Spanish. She was fluent, and perfectly aware of what was being said to her. But she ignored the assassin and waited for her to leave before turning to the Arrow.

"I'll keep an eye on her hotel," she told him and shifted into her dog form, finding a place to sleep where she could see the hotel.

[im-a-hawker-archived]

"Phew- good because I do not look like the type to fit into any jail really…" She admitted, running her fingers through her hair. 

"Well, he’s trusting you enough to let me out of his sight for a night so I think you are in the clear- not that that means anything, he just has big trust issues. So it means he trusts you- nothing else…" she was rambling again, and at this point she was very glad when the waitress came over to refill her glass and drop off some of the food they had ordered. She was starving.

Once the waitress was gone, the conversation picked up and Cal’s next question had her pause. “I-..it’s not my secret to tell.” She gave her an apologetic glance, but Felicity had learned her lesson on that already.

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal was glad when the food arrived. It wasn't often that she treated herself to a nice dinner, but this was a special occasion and she loved red fish. She shook her head at Felicity, letting the woman know she had nothing to apologize for. "I understand. And I'm glad I've earned his trust. Assuming he's a he, that is," she added with a grin.

"Okay, so off the topic of work, what do you do in your spare time?" Cal asked her.

[not-your-average-stray]

For my followers:

I don't follow RP blogs, not because I don't want to RP with you guys, but because my OCD makes it difficult. So please, please don't be afraid to send me a message or reply to an open.

[im-a-hawker-archived]

Her eyes shot up to Cal, a blush on her cheeks, but a sad look in her eyes, “Well, maybe if he felt that way I’d be singing a different tune…” Her tone was even, not angry, or frustrated, she spoke quietly with that. It was true, maybe if he felt that way then things would be different. Then they’d be together.

"If you ever need help with any just ask. Since you are a…perosn of the law I can’t exactly tell you all that I can do, but I can help with anything computers!" She grinned. "And no, torture is anything but my type."

"It is nice that people seem to be starting to think that way, it was a rough start, but having the city and the police on the same side as the arrow makes things a lot easier."

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal could feel Felicity's emotion and wished there was something she could do. But she knew that this was between the Arrow and Felicity, and there was nothing she could do to help.

"I'm not going to turn you in," Cal said with a smile. "After all, I'm trying to get the Arrow to trust me enough to let me work with him. And it's good to know someone with computer skills." She nodded. "Honestly, not a fan of torture myself."

"Yeah, it really does. What the Arrow does helps this city." Cal paused. "Okay, so, question. You going to tell me who he is?"

[shadow-assassin-blix]

Ugh. Seriously? Of all the possible ideas he could’ve had.

"Yes. Unfortunately. Pains in the ass is what they are," I grumbled to myself.

The Arrow raised an eyebrow at me, somewhat amused, before explaining to Cal, “A.R.G.U.S. is a government run task force. They deal with some of the deadliest criminals in the world; use them for high risk mission and such. It’d be the perfect place for Merlyn don’t you think?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of six feet under the ground but sure why not? Let them assholes have him,” I replied bitterly, arms crossed and slightly grumbling under my breath some more.

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal paid little attention to what Blix had to say, listening instead to the Arrow. It made sense. They couldn't keep him here. He was a risk. If ARGUS had the means, she was willing to let them have Merlyn.

"Agreed. A.R.G.U.S. can have Merlyn." Cal shot Blix a glare. "And the League stays out of my city."

[not-your-average-stray]

((starter call!))

it's Friday and I'll be up late working on a spec script so

like for a starter // message to plot

[im-a-hawker-archived]

"Me and Robin- what? No…" She shook her head, looking down at her plate. No. That was something that had become very clear was not going to happen. Ever. Just thinking that left a pain in her chest, one that she did not want to think about. "No I am just a- we are just…I don’t know what we are but it’s not like that." 

"And as for the brains behind the operation, I guess you could say that, for the computers anyway. If it’s online I can find it. If we need a program, I can get it. The whole fighting and torturing people til we get the answers- that’s all him." 

"It’s a good job to have, helping people is an amazing feeling." She learned that very quickly when she started helping Oliver.

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal could tell that what she had said upset Felicity and felt badly for a moment. She hadn't realized that things were complicated in that matter for the two of them. "Whatever you are, he's lucky to have you," she said confidently.

The metahuman nodded. "I'm not much good with computers myself," she said honestly. "So you're 'the man behind the curtain'?" She paused. "Yeah, I don't see you as much the torturing type."

"It is. I'm lucky to be a part of it now and this city is lucky to have the Arrow and company." She smiled. "It's nice to see things improving in the Glades."

[im-a-hawker-archived]

"If I had more time and wasn’t worried about becoming an old cat lady terminally single for the rest of my life then I’d probably have a cat too. Dog’s are great, but like you said cats are more independent in a sense." She explained. 

"Grade A genius here!" She said with a shrug. It was a proud accomplishment of her’s, graduating MIT when she was so young, top of her class, she would admit to bragging about it, but tonight wasn’t about just her. It was about them.

Felicity laughed about the police part though, “See and look at you now, working for them instead!” She said proudly. Glad for her friend to have made it so far.

[not-your-average-stray]

Cal laughed. "Terminally single isn't a problem for me. As long as I've got friends, a pack in a sense, I'm alright." She grinned, tilting her head. "But you, what about you and Robin Hood? You seem pretty close."

"That's spectacular! So, what exactly do you do, for the Arrow? You're the real brains of the operation?" That would be beautiful, if the real vigilante was a twenty-something blond woman genius.

She nodded. "Yep. I really love the work too, to be honest. Helping people. That's what I get to do every day. Still, I want to do more, and well, that's how we met, I guess."

[thefashionablecall]

"Look, the Glades are not a place to be right now," Oliver pursed his lips. "I rather no one get involved in defending the cities," he took a sip of his coffee calmly. 

[not-your-average-stray]

"The Glades are my home," Cal said. "I'm not going to let anyone, Malcolm Merlyn, Brick, or whoever tries next, destroy them, whether you want me to fight for them or not."

[thefashionablecall]

"What could you possibly help me with?" Oliver glared at her. He was always so relctent to trust others. Let alone a new person.

[not-your-average-stray]

"I grew up in the Glades," Cal told him. "I've been defending those streets since before I could talk." True enough, since the first part of her life she'd spent as a dog for the most part. "The city is my home too, and I want to help protect it."

[thefashionablecall]

Oliver's eyes turned cold, "Asking to meet me in a public coffee shop is not a form of help," he said coldly. His grip tightened on the cup, "I'm not interested in help," he grunted.

[not-your-average-stray]

"I can help though," she insisted. "And I figured a coffee shop was a better meeting place than some rooftop. At least here they have, well, coffee." She looked up at him. "Just give me a shot. You won't regret it."