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[thequeenarrow]

[She's been running and fighting for hours ever since she showed up here. She's fought against hoards and when she opens up the communication device, Olivia looks like a hot mess. Her eyes are red rimmed from crying, she's sweaty from running all over LA. She has the green hood up and the bow slung across her back. She switches on the voice modifier]

Who is able to fix this Gideon so that we are able to return home?

[There's pain in her voice even as she's trying to focus on surviving.]

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[thequeenarrow]

Verdant?

[She tightens her grip on her bow]

Why is Verdant here?

[If Verdant is here...]

Why would Verdant be in LA?

[Her entire body is tense, ready to spring into action if...Oliver...turns out to be someone that she needs to scratch off the list. She doesn't recall the name being there.]

[havingprecision]

Because this isn't home. [She knows the name. This is all a little too fucked up for Oliver, but hey, story of his life, right?]

Felicity is here.
So is Tommy.

I have a feeling those names mean something to you.

[thequeenarrow]

[Her breath catches at Tommy's name. Olivia fights back fresh tears. She still has his blood on her gloves. She fights against the urge to draw an arrow]

How are Felicity and Tommy here? Tommy is--

[She pauses, realizing who he is. She reaches up and pushes back the hood. Grease paint is still across her eyes to mask her identity but she looks at him with clear, blue eyes like his own.]

...guess that settles what Thea said. I would've looked like dad if I had been a boy.

[havingprecision]

I know. But he's alive here. He's safe. [Because that's the first thing he'd want to know - was his best friend all right here?

The grease paint helps him pin down a time frame for her. Which is weirder than he really cares to think about right now.] And you could be her older sister.

Let's get to Verdant. You can clean up, I'll raid the bar for a bottle of vodka. Explaining this.. is going to take a while. [It'll also give him time to send a message to Caitlin - he's going to be a little delayed tonight. Probably a lot delayed.]

[thequeenarrow]

[She nods. He's alive here. That's...that's going to take a whole bottle of vodka.]

Let's go.

[She slings her bow onto her back.]