I’ve always done what I had to.
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#trash
i. had multiple near death experiences, tortured for years, but never forgets to put the toilet seat down
ii. full of guilt and self loathing but can really pull off a suit so he looks alraighhht
Vigilante ⁙ Archer ⁙ Evicted Felon
@PrometheusDom < towards Adrian before the tears came down. Before he could even answer the first question Oliver bombarded him with another. A growl behind his voice.
“Where’s Thea?”
@PrometheusDom < amount of tension. He could stay like this for eternity, admiring the peaceful look on Felicity’s expression. Although if he dwelled on it a second longer he would break down in tears and his pride would not allow Adrian the satisfaction. He therefore turned >
@PrometheusDom < pure concern suffused with angered frustration while he instinctively moved towards Felicity. His fingers then gracefully pressed over her carotid artery as if she would shatter under too much pressure. He found a heartbeat. The sigh he gave released a heavy >
@PrometheusDom < restrained and unresponsive. Oliver calculated a quick headcount to discover one less person than anticipated. It didn’t take long for him to place who the missing person was, considering it was his sister Thea.
“What have you done to them?”
He questions in >
@PrometheusDom Oliver watched Adrian with skepticism as he reached into his pocket and lured out a remote. However, when the button was pressed and the ground elevated on itself his skepticism dissipated and transferred into pure disbelief.
His friends, familiar faces, >
@PrometheusDom < was his second attempt at verbalizing the words that he was successful.
“I’m a monster.”
In that moment he finally broke eye contact. His words didn’t need to try to sound convincing because Oliver has already been convinced it to be true. And despite the >
@PrometheusDom < mouth. In that moment Oliver could see the anticipation electrifying Adrian, as if he was physically drawing his energy from him. However, Oliver’s mouth closed. His hesitation spoke the degree of his conflict, considering Oliver was not a man to hesitate. It >
@PrometheusDom < wanted to cling to whatever control he felt in this powerless situation. He therefore kept his eyes secured on Adrian’s, a remark stating he would not be broken so easily, even if truth be told he already was. His lips moved open, yet no sound escaped his >
@PrometheusDom < with himself prevented him from translating the thought into verbal words. They’ve already had this conversation before or something similar at least. And yet he found himself battling the same struggle again; not wanting to believe what he knew to be true.
He >