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“Why are you here Sara?” Tommy asked, leaning on the canes he was using to get around. It had been a long and tiring day and really he did not feel like going into another discussion with someone about anything really.
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@choseherownfate
“Why are you here Sara?” Tommy asked, leaning on the canes he was using to get around. It had been a long and tiring day and really he did not feel like going into another discussion with someone about anything really.
Need to try and make a starter for the thread me and @felicitygirlwednesdaysmoak were discussing yesterday.
I also believe I owe a starter to @choseherownfate as well.
I will do them as soon as I can :)
@choseherownfate
“Sara...can we....talk?”
[ @choseherownfate liked for a arrow / FlashVerse starter!] She was being mugged? Really? Honestly? Mugged. Roxanne “Roxy Rocket” Sutton. She stared down the barel of the gun, face twisted in disbelief. “Wow. I just… I don’t ever say this, but I literally can’t even. I can’t even begin to tell you what a mistake you’re making.” She told the man rolling her shoulders, deciding whether or not to kill him.
choseherownfate
Death was final. Death meant moving into the spirit world, waiting for Christ to return to Earth, for judgement day. Death meant the plan of salvation.
But not any more, she supposed. It was almost like a movie, people dying and coming back. Oliver Queen, Barry Allen, Malcom Merlyn. She knew that there was an answer to what really happened to them, not actually dying, but simply injured or missing.
But Sara Lance... she was dead. She should have been dead. Caitlin had confided in her about the death of the younger Lance sister.
This must be a doppelgänger standing in front of her. “Can I help you?”
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Stepping off the train, Caitlin hefted her briefcase, eyes scanning the area. She was supposed to meet someone from Team Arrow there, but she had no idea what help they needed. She supposed she’d find out sooner or later.
“--Do I know you?”