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capeandcowllogs2012-08-11 01:14 pm
longbowhunter) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-08-11 01:14 pm
And you, of the tender years can't know the fears that your elders grew by
WHO: Oliver Queen and Katniss Everdeen
WHERE: Grand Central Station to an archery range out in Queens
WHEN: 8/10, mornternoon-ish
WARNINGS: Nothing much, tbh.
SUMMARY: Ollie takes Katniss out to shoot arrows and make her feel better. That is what bros do, right?
FORMAT: Para to start and then whatever Mandy wants is fine by me.
It never failed to impress Ollie how New York (or this variation on it) could remain crowded and bustle-y even on an otherwise calm and quiet Saturday morning. It wasn't even noon yet, but somehow the tourists were flocking around Grand Central, speaking languages some of which he could place, and some he only had a vague idea of, so rapidly that even if he knew something of it, he'd be helplessly lost if someone asked him about it. It was a good distraction, though, as he waited for Katniss, his bow and quiver slung loosely across his back, and a plastic shopping bag with two cokes, cookies, and Mia's other preferred junk food hanging from one hand. He felt bad for the girl. She obviously had a hard time relating to people here, and despite whatever his guy instinct was on her drunkard friend, she'd just lost the one person she seemed to have any significant attachment to. It wasn't right to do that to somebody. It made him like this place even less, which was really saying something.
Five minutes became ten, and ten became fifteen. Eavesdropping on the tourists became a little less entertaining with each of the passing seconds and eventually, Ollie started to wonder if maybe she'd stood him up. It was possible, she seemed shy, and taking a train out to BF Queens with a guy she'd only talked to a handful of times was a big step.
Then, he spotted her, leaning up against (presumably trying to look casual) against a wall near the opposite entrance. Ollie grinned, she looked upset, but he'd seen that expression before. Whatever their worlds were like, he figured there was some universality to teenage girls. Mia looked just like that whenever she was considering punching somebody in the face. He started toward her, waving cheerfully.
"Katniss! Hey kiddo, sorry I didn't see you there! Have you been waiting long?"
WHERE: Grand Central Station to an archery range out in Queens
WHEN: 8/10, mornternoon-ish
WARNINGS: Nothing much, tbh.
SUMMARY: Ollie takes Katniss out to shoot arrows and make her feel better. That is what bros do, right?
FORMAT: Para to start and then whatever Mandy wants is fine by me.
It never failed to impress Ollie how New York (or this variation on it) could remain crowded and bustle-y even on an otherwise calm and quiet Saturday morning. It wasn't even noon yet, but somehow the tourists were flocking around Grand Central, speaking languages some of which he could place, and some he only had a vague idea of, so rapidly that even if he knew something of it, he'd be helplessly lost if someone asked him about it. It was a good distraction, though, as he waited for Katniss, his bow and quiver slung loosely across his back, and a plastic shopping bag with two cokes, cookies, and Mia's other preferred junk food hanging from one hand. He felt bad for the girl. She obviously had a hard time relating to people here, and despite whatever his guy instinct was on her drunkard friend, she'd just lost the one person she seemed to have any significant attachment to. It wasn't right to do that to somebody. It made him like this place even less, which was really saying something.
Five minutes became ten, and ten became fifteen. Eavesdropping on the tourists became a little less entertaining with each of the passing seconds and eventually, Ollie started to wonder if maybe she'd stood him up. It was possible, she seemed shy, and taking a train out to BF Queens with a guy she'd only talked to a handful of times was a big step.
Then, he spotted her, leaning up against (presumably trying to look casual) against a wall near the opposite entrance. Ollie grinned, she looked upset, but he'd seen that expression before. Whatever their worlds were like, he figured there was some universality to teenage girls. Mia looked just like that whenever she was considering punching somebody in the face. He started toward her, waving cheerfully.
"Katniss! Hey kiddo, sorry I didn't see you there! Have you been waiting long?"
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"Yeah, people don't like that," she agreed. "Or maybe they don't like me making targets out of pigeons, I dunno."
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"The stupid thing is that people complain about those ugly bastards every day, and they're overpopulated to boot." He led them down to the end of the block, glancing in either direction to try and figure the flow of traffic. Would it be too much to ask for the City set up signs that pointed East? Probably. "I'm not advocating killing 'em off completely, just that one or two dead pigeons never hurt anybody, y'know, kiddo?"
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"Or at least the ones at home did, here they're ...apparently going to make you sick." There was a bit of an annoyed shrug. Food was food, and pigeons were alright food. Sometimes.