#smallvillesemeraldarcher

[watchtowcr]

“What have they done to you?”

My muse is being held hostage and is being experimented on. Send me “What have they done to you?” for my muse’s response to yours finding them shackled and chained in a small room.

Chloe couldn’t voice the relief she felt at seeing Oliver as the door to her tiny dark room opened. Especially after the panic that had been racing through her at the expectation of the same scientists opening the door as always. “Oliver..” She breathed out, slumping against her chains in pliant relief. Though the extra weight only made her shoulders feel even more like pulling themselves out of socket. “Thank God, I was beginning to think I’d never get out of here..”

Her voice was hoarse, a side effect of not being used other than to scream out against the experiments being performed on her brain. It had crossed her mind that this could be a trick, an illusion only meant to torture her further, but they hadn’t pulled the trick before, so she had to allow herself to feel this small amount of hope. 

[thenightsplutoniumshore]

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It was hot and they’d been traveling for quite some time. Starling City was lost but Bruce was glad Oliver was able to retrieve somethings. They’d been out working together on something that in perspective no longer mattered. They were headed to Gotham...even if Gotham was a lost the Bat Cave could provide them with shelter. There was a certain melancholy in the air that hung there, and clung to them. A certain guilt that Bruce was sure that Oliver had to feel. Where did they go wrong? They should have been able to prevent this. They were too focused on the wrong things. It was the thoughts that swirled in his head, every time there was silence.

The sudden sound of foot steps caught Bruce’s attention, and he stopped trudging, the wooded area they traveled through provided some shade...a park he thought. Two pairs of feet. They didn’t fall like the slow shuffle or crazed run of the dead, “Take point...I’ll get behind whoever they are, let them think you’re alone,” Bruce muttered dropping back

It just fuckin’ figured. Her and Buffy try to repair that friendship they once had by going out and doing something none stressful together and shit hit the fan. In reality though this long trek really gave them some bonding time. In this desolate zombie filled world they relied on each other. It wasn’t that they didn’t fight, it was that eventually...they got over it. Buffy was usually made at her for doing something reckless.

“You hear that?” Faith put her finger to her lips walking forward she looked up at the trees and pointed up, putting her finger to her lips again, she leaped up grabbed a low branch and swung up into it. The voices had ceased, telling Faith they’d been spotted. Her suspicion confirmed when a single man came into view, but from her vantage point she saw the other creeping up behind Buffy, Faith dropped down behind him and put her blade to his throat, “Whoa there...not so fast handsome, I’ve hate to carve up that face.”

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[thenightsplutoniumshore]

Pretty Woman||Closed

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This was a rather odd experience altogether she wasn’t quite used to this caliber of clientele. She wasn’t even sure what to say to them, normally people did pay her for a date as well, but Lex Luthor had paid her enough for her to pay rent for the next three months, AND still have some left over four food, she’d never even been offered anything in the four digits.

He was a dick, but he paid her well and if he said jump she’d ask how high and if he wanted her to clean the ceiling while she was up there. Currently he’d sent her to get him and his business associates a glass of wine, she had two balanced in each hand very vicariously she turned around and ran right into someone she managed to save the two wine glasses in her left hand but the two on her right spilled on the suit in front of her, “Oh...god, I am so sorry, let me...fix that or...shit...I mean...he’d asked her to curse less in public...crap…” She grabbed a cloth napkin and immediately tried to wipe it off of him, “I am SO sorry.”

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[arfarfpsycho]

A Chat between Brother and Boyfriend || Fae & Oliver {closed} ||

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Having to deal with Faith’s boytoy or boyfriend or whatever the two were classifying their relationship as was not high on Fae’s to do list.  But Shahira had warned him that if he didn’t talk and fix things she was going to leave his ass behind when she went back to her time.  And as much as he would love to be there with his sister, the fact remained that he wasn’t in the original timeline thus he would have needed to go back even if he wasn’t crazy for the pint sized biotic.

Looking up he bit back a snarl, and stated plainly, “I ain’t apologizin’; ‘owever ye and I at least ‘ave ta be civil fer t’e time I’m ‘ere because I won’t be t’e reason my sister feels torn between me and someone t’at she cares about.”

Leaning back he stared at Oliver with a dark warning in his eyes that if the other man was going to try to rip into him that he would get up and walk.  He wasn’t here for the other man he was here because the two or well three most important women in his life were counting on him to fix things.  And he will admit that he acted a little abruptly but that didn’t mean he was going to apologize for it.