[ lian yu stripped oliver of most of his creature comforts. things like modesty, for example. he’d rather not flash the entire city but there are worse kinds of torture out there, way beyond trekking around naked in public. oliver gives him a small smile in greeting, leaning on his graces as a crutch.
ill-timed sarcasm is nothing new. it’s almost comforting. ] I left my fall catalog back at orientation. They said I would find my belongings here.
[ his bow, his quiver, his suit. it's not exactly the kind of outfit you wear to a dinner party and it leaves him feeling less amicable — they know, the name of the man behind the mask. even if he wanted to take down officials in this city, strip them of their power, try and get people home. he'd be doing it completely exposed. none of which is this stranger's problem. ]
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ill-timed sarcasm is nothing new. it’s almost comforting. ] I left my fall catalog back at orientation. They said I would find my belongings here.
[ his bow, his quiver, his suit. it's not exactly the kind of outfit you wear to a dinner party and it leaves him feeling less amicable — they know, the name of the man behind the mask. even if he wanted to take down officials in this city, strip them of their power, try and get people home. he'd be doing it completely exposed. none of which is this stranger's problem. ]
Is that true?