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[b03kidflash]

Old Friends, New Feelings.

Wally was nervous, anxious, excited, and scared all at the same time. All because of Roy. Roy who had been his friend for years now. Roy who he had fought next to and trained next to.

Yet all of a sudden, things were different. And it scared the crap out of Wally. But at the same time it made him feel... excited. Having a crush was a thrilling thing. He felt stupid though because now when he thought of Roy he had butterflies in his stomach and whoa was that weird.

To get butterflies over Roy.

It's funny how things can be. Wally wasn't even sure why he felt this way all of a sudden. Well, maybe he did.

After kissing Dick that night, it was an odd thing. He'd never kissed a boy before nor thought about doing so. So when he hang out with Roy next this absurd thought ran through his head to kiss Roy. Would it be different ? Would it be the same ? He was honestly curious.

And well, he liked it. Alot.Too much maybe but it scared him at the same time. Wally wasn't a closed-minded person. He wasn't homophobic but he never considered the thought of himself being gay. Ladies were way too important to him. So Wally hid. He was so scared of the thought and he wasn't sure why.

Talking to Dick helped. A lot. Of course now that he was out of the closet it made Wally feel better about being this way. Dick always reassured him that he was making the right decision. So he liked Roy, so what ?

He felt a lot more confident now after sorting his feelings out. He was ready to talk to Roy again. He was happy and excited and anxious and nervous and everything in between. He stared at his cellphone, Roy's last text being 'I'm on my way.' He couldn't come quick enough.

[vls4-cheshire-blog]

Cat and Mouse

Cold wind brushed against the assassin's skin as she leaped from building to building in Star City, having accomplished an infiltration and recon mission for the League of Shadows only hours ago.  Cheshire was supposed to meet with her fellow associates to deliver the information she had acquired before taking a flight back to Gotham City, but she had made a detour at one of her safe houses.  She had several from Gotham to Metropolis to New York.  After all, she did need places to either crash when she could or merely to resupply weaponry; even a trained assassin such as herself needed a break period from time to time.

Of course, the last thing Cheshire was allowed to have was a break or anything remotely resembling a vacation.  And she could not allow herself to relax just yet either.  Though she wasn't able to see anyone following her, the assassin knew she was being tailed.  She had no concrete evidence; it was merely a feeling in her gut.  Was it the organization she had retrieved the information from, bent to take back what was theirs?  Or was it little sis Artemis and her little sidekick friends here to save the day? Or was it...  Ah, what did it matter?  Either way, the catlike assassin could not permit herself to get caught just yet.

Slipping down into a fire escape, she descended the metal staircase, maneuvering past the railings and steps until she found the right window to enter through.  Glancing at her left and right, she removed one of the bricks on the wall, revealing security device.  After pressing a few buttons, the window clicked open and Cheshire placed back the brick before slipping through the opened window with ease.  The apartment was pitch black aside from a trace of light reflecting from the moon.  With that light, traces of dust could be seen covering some of the furniture.  Clearly, Jade Nguyen hadn't been here for some time--whether it was weeks or months, she wasn't entirely sure.  She was always on her run, her life always on the move.  It wasn't like she had the luxury or the time to hire a maid or do her own cleaning when she had things to steal, people to kill, and orders to follow.  Removing her mask, Cheshire exhaled and tucked it into her belt.  As much as she'd love to eat some decent food or take a warm bath, her visit to her safe house wasn't meant to be a long one.  She couldn't have her associates waiting too long; it might give her a bad rep, and the last thing she wanted was Ra's al Ghul to be reprimanding her after her last scuffle with dear, old Sportsmaster.  The old man deserved it, though.  Her father just couldn't keep his mouth shut sometimes, but then again, Cheshire might have gotten that from him as well.  Walking across the room and to a closet, she opened it to reveal an array of weaponry from swords to sai.  Her lips curled upward with a smile as she began resupplying her weapons.  Cheshire lived for her job, but she really couldn't wait to get back to Gotham City and allow herself to relax her nerves little.  She had been on jobs for a week now.  What she wouldn't give for even one day off from her villainy gig.  Of course, when famed assassin thought things like that, things sort of had the tendency to go exactly the opposite of what Cheshire had wanted.

[b06redarrowold-blog]

Coming to Terms

"Recognized. Red Arrow - B06," echoed through Mount Justice as Roy stepped out of the zeta-tube. He had been pestered nonstop by multiple team members to drop by, and now that he had a moment to spare he figured he would. There was one problem with this, though.

No one seemed to be around.

He walked through a couple rooms, ducking in to see if anyone was there. No Kaldur. No Robin. No Wally. None of the other Team members. He gave a frustrated sigh, and thought, "Way to go. You actually decide to show up for everyone and no one's around."

He walked back into the entrance room, and Roy's eyes wandered over to the display screen used for mission debriefing, and noticed something in the corner of the screen.

The picture of Speedy was up.

And not him as Speedy, it was the original Roy Harper. Roy gritted his teeth, and punched the table he was standing next to. He was reminded again of why he existed, what he had done. How he wasn't his own person, just a cheap recreation of someone already walking the planet.

In the midst of his seething he thought he had heard someone. He tensed up, looking around.

[b03kidflash]

Thursday nights family night.

Thursday night was always family night in the West household. Mrs. West and  Iris would make dinner while Wally, his dad and Uncle Barry watch sports in the living room. Tonight was no exception to this, well, except that they had another person joining them.

Wally had been talking to Roy more now that he had calmed down from knowing he was a clone and all. Roy was one of Wally's good friends. They had trained together for a long time. Now though Roy was feeling a bit lonely. So Wally invited him over for dinner.

Everything was almost ready. Roy hadn't come over yet but that's okay, Wally still had to set the table and clean up. He hoped he wouldn't be too much longer but he did say he was leaving soon.

"Dinner smells great mom." Wally inhaled the amazing aroma of his mothers surprisingly delicious meatloaf as he sped by to the bathroom to wash up.

Everyone was taking their seats as the table. "Wally come sit !" His mother pestered him.

"Mom Roy will be here any minute okay." Wally replied staying in the living room by the door impatiently.

[b09rocket-blog]

bo6-redarrow started following you

If it isn't the Big Red himself

[b06-redarrow-blog]

Ask me something

Do it. I dare you.

[b06-redarrow-blog]

Stars

The city's streets were covered in scum, every alley he passed a bit grimier than the next. He was alone tonight, seeing as he couldn't see Robin without causing a fuss within the team. But if he was going to find Roy like he had planned, Gotham was a good a place to start as any. He had already searched all over Star City afterall. Turned over every rock he could find in hopes that someone somewhere could give him a clue. Days turned to weeks, and even so nothing came up.

Oliver, his mentor, had once told him that there were things that only he only could accomplish. However, standing where he was now, looking up at the lights hung high in Gotham as if there to replicate the stars of Star City, he couldn`t help but think that everything he had been told was a lie. He was a clone, just like Superboy was. Different only in the sense where while Superboy was imperfect, his own person, Roy was simply another Roy. Physiologically, and probably psychologically, identical. It was sad, pitiful even. Not for him, but for the real Speedy. Years had passed by without a single person noticing that he had been replaced, and even after finding out the truth, who was it that went on to search for him? Not his mentor. Not his friends. It was his clone, the one he probably never wanted.

“That being said... will I even find him? What if... what if he's dead?” Roy muttered himself, his head held high as he peered into the dark and starless night.

Brrrrr! Brrrrrrr!

[SMS] From Artemis:  I get it. I’m heading home right now. I know you know where it is (don’t you dare do your stupid sneaky red arrow thing).

Giving a deep mournful sigh, he dropped his chin down. Because Gotham as as good a place as any to start his hunt, and Artemis was the only hunter there he knew. How could he possibly say no? With precise movements, Roy reaches behind and grabs a a grappling arrow and aims it towards the sky.