Cara shook her head, “It’s okay, I appreciate the sentiment. And while my situation can’t be changed, that woman in the alley? You helped to save her life, change her situation. That’s what’s really important. …Though the club might have lost a customer.” Not that it would really affect the club if it lost a customer or two, not that she could see; it had been packed tonight.
"Bow and arrows, huh? I prefer knives," Cara said, smirking. She had a natural knack for them that had only gotten better with non-stop practice. Though the job demanded a variety of weapons - everything from knives to guns to machetes to flamethrowers. "He sounds like a modern-day Robin Hood, or something out of the comic books my sister used to read. …And that’s horrible, I’m so sorry." She also picked up on the hint of guilt on Tommy’s face, but chose to ignore it. She wasn’t the type to push, to pry into someone’s private life. She knew what it was like to have something you wanted to hide, something you wished you could forget.
“What’s one customer compared to a life? But really, if you hadn’t come along in the first place, I wouldn’t have known she was in trouble,” Tommy replied, offering a light smile. Besides, Cara did this kind of thing for a living; he couldn’t begin to imagine how tough it must be for her. While the woman was safe, he now knew other situations similar or worse was happening but it’s not like she could be everywhere at once.
“Despite the weapon choice, which seems to really work well for him, he’s saves a lot of people.” And it wasn’t hard for him to say anymore. As bad as thing became between him and Oliver, he always knew his friend would keep fighting. “It’s fine. The cops were calling him the same thing; I think he proved them wrong though. Now the Arrow isn’t killing as much or at all. Trying a different route, I guess.” He was aware of the real reason his friend stopped, it was because Tommy was always calling Oliver a murderer. When he nearly died, something changed that made him alter his methods. It was good, of course, but the near death experience could have been done without on his end.
Viola giggled at how the man raised his arms in mock surrender “Good” she said, jokingly sounding like she was quite serious about something big. Then, she smiled at his next words which made her shrug. Tommy was great, he was nice and welcoming to strangers like her to his city. To be honest, he may be the nicest person she ever met. With all her travelling here and there, she never got to get to know someone - mainly because they didn’t like newbies and she was too shy to start anything first. Thankfully, he came along and they clicked right away. It was nice, she actually hoped that they could stay in touch with each other “Well, you are quite convincing” she nodded “Didn’t you say that your father was a businessman? Well, they tend to be quite persuasive”
“Very persuasive, indeed. My father certainly knew how to make a business deal.” Especially ones that lead to the Undertaking, but that was something he didn’t need to mention to the young girl. Talking about such things would bring down the light mood and most likely her cheery expression. And he’d rather keep her smiling, after all nothing could be done about the past. It was merely by chance they met. Tommy could have kept walking when he passed by her in the park, yet for some reason, he felt compelled to talk to her. In the end it worked out for the best. Viola was great company as well. “I guess you could say I get my great convincing skills from my dad, but I like to think of it more as a personal gift,” he replied, letting a smile come to his lips soon after he spoke.
"And I thought I had a long day…" Dean raised the bottle of beer to his mouth as he coudln’t help but comment on the man who sat next to him. This guy definitely looked tired—he must have been working all day. The hunter wouldn’t pry too much, but he might as well start up a conversation.
Tommy glanced over to the stranger, giving a slight nod. “When a city’s trying to rebuild itself, an easy day soon becomes a thing of the past.” He was accustomed to starting conversations with others, yet this person seemed to be tired out as well. “Haven’t seen you around before,” he mentioned before bringing his own drink to his lips.
"Yes it will be but she’ll try very hard."
“She always does. Despite the odds, I have a feeling she just might get the position.”
"Things are.. difficult." Oliver said with a nod, "Between this and the lying I have to do everyday to keep them away from the truth." He said, though Tommy was evidence that maybe he didn’t need to hide the truth from them.
Or at least, part of him wanted to believe that. Tommy’s initial reaction proved that even if they came around, who knows what they might do when they found out.
Not everyone was as Loyal as Tommy. “You deserve to be with Laurel.. You know that right?” He asked, hating to bring up the sensitive topic between them “I.. I can’t be with her, not with the person I am today.. I would get her killed and neither of us could forgive me if that happens.”
"A good burger it is, how about that place on sixth with the barbeque burger?" He asked with a warm smile.
“I know, but how are you ever going to be happy if you have to keep everyone at arm’s length?” Tommy knows how difficult it was for him, it’s evident every day, every time he has to make up a lie and run off. Be that as it may, Oliver wanted to protect the city. Living a double life was never going to be a simple task.
He might have taken the news a bit harshly, calling his friend a murderer the next day. But he was grateful that he saved his father’s life and despite being the reason Laurel was sometimes in danger, he always saved her in the end.
“Do I really? I’m the one who ended things and well, you know why,” he said, shaking his head a few times. “You said that you couldn’t be with her before for those very reasons and yet some way or another that changed.” His tone wasn’t accusative, just a bit withdrawn on the topic.
At Oliver’s suggestion, Tommy lightly smiled before nodding. “Sounds good to me.”
"I’d imagine so, she was always like that. Putting all of her time into one thing."
“It must be difficult though, she’s up against Blood and he seems to be very popular. She has her work cut out for her.”
"Who can resist indeed." Is the first words out of Olivers mouth after Tommy agrees to grab a bite to eat and he gave his friend a smile, Truth be told he wasn’t sure how he felt about Laurel anymore. It was all very complicated, and he wished he could tell Tommy otherwise but the older Queen sibling just couldn’t.
"You still practically live at my house." Oliver quipped as he slipped out of his green jacket and slipped on a black t-shirt. Slipping out of the lower half of his costume he quickly changed into his jeans, thankful for the boxers.
Soon he was Oliver Queen, billionaire playboy, again. “Okay so ,what’re you in the mood for Tommy?”
If anything, things were still a bit complex between the three of them. It was just hard when Tommy always wanted Laurel the way Oliver had her and he realized that he could never compete since his best friend was indeed the vigilante she was so intrigued by. Perhaps her interest in the Arrow dropped some, but that didn’t make it any less difficult to sort things out.
Especially when so many underlying problems weren’t being talked about.
“True, sometimes I think I show up more than you do considering all of this,” he said making a gesture to the area around them, “takes up so much of your time. Not that you can really help it.” There was so many memories packed within the mansion, it was hard staying away.
He smiled, shaking his head a bit at the easy to see transition. His expression wasn’t fortified with one emotion or in constant alert. It was softer and more like the Oliver he knew and grew up with. “You know me, I can always go for a good burger.”
"I don’t particularly blame you, seeing as someone should have grounded you or cut you off."
Oh. She just insulted his upbringing didn’t she? Someone was going to fire her. At least she had her night job.
—Yep. She did it again.
"You’ve seen a few and ‘you’re not too into them.’” Felicity thought of walking out right there and forever shunning Tommy Merlyn. Even Oliver had agreed to sit down and watch Chris Pine battle Khan with her. And even he had to admit that they ruled.
"Wasn’t she a wanted criminal then too?" She didn’t really dwell on Oliver’s exes. Probably because she was too busy dealing with her issues about his current girlfriend. Which she needed to stop fretting about. Because it was never going to happen. Ever.
"I want to believe you. But I don’t—Look at that face." She reached out a hand to pinch his cheek, but then realizing what her hand was intending, slapped it back down to her side.
“Well, I’ve never been grounded per say but my dad cut me off completely a while ago, not a fun experience, yet it did me some good.”
Knowing she didn’t mean anything by it, at least not intentionally, he wasn’t all that offended.
In fact, he benefited from the sudden withdrawal of money in the end.
“Didn’t know it was such a crime,” Tommy mentioned, tilting his head towards her. Maybe he could get into them if he felt compelled to, seeing as she seemed mildly taken aback by his statement. For all he knew, he could be missing out on something.
“I suppose she was,” he mentioned, thinking back. “As pretty as she is, I don’t think Oliver’s going to be running back to her anytime soon. He seems completely over Helena.” After everything that happened, he suspected no less. There was still a part that wondered if his care utterly disappeared though.
Tommy let out a light chuckle at her actions. “I know it’s hard to believe, considering my face and all, but it’s true. I’m not saying other girls don’t still fall for me, I’m simply interested in one and that’s it.”
Viola raised an eyebrow at the man “Oh please, I’m going to pay for all our outings from here on out” she said, as she then nodded and let a smile form on her lips “It’s a form of payment to how you take me from place to place” she then added, shrugging “You may be able to convince me to let you tour me around Starling City, just not paying for what we will buy” the girl then took a sip out of her drink once again, enjoying her time with the man. She was thankful he approached her, she never usually get people to approach her.
Tommy shook his head a bit before raising his arms in mock surrender. “Alright, fine have it your way. If you’re so insistent to pay, I’ll keep my mouth shut on the matter.” Viola was a very sweet girl, one who was easy to be around, it’s no wonder they became friends so quickly. “At least I could convince you of that much,” he said with a smile. Growing up in Starling, he knew of the best places to go, there wasn’t a lot to offer considering the quake destroyed a few area’s but there was still plenty around.
“He most certainly does. And that’s lovely to hear for the lucky lady in your sights. Sorry if I’m being too forward, I was merely curious.”
“It’s fine. Oliver probably mentioned her to you before, seeing as they were together before he was stranded on that island. I guess things just have a weird way of working out sometimes.”