[ damien darhk may be dead as far as oliver knows, but he's still more than alive and causing trouble if you have a time machine and the task to guard history against unwarranted interventions. trying to figure out what he's up to has led them to searching a mountain area for an amulet, and sara's glad that they asked for help, because it's a lot of ground to cover and right now, she isn't covering any of it.
neither is ollie, her partner for this mission - one of the legends with one of the volunteers, that had been sara's decree. if she's going to be stuck in a cave with someone, only one blanket and a snow storm raging outside, she's glad it's oliver. she's worried about her team, she's worried about their friends, but right now, they have themselves to worry about, too. ]
So, feel like cuddling?
[ sara holds up the blanket. the sun's going down, and as soon as it does, temperatures will drop even further. sharing body heat is the way to go. ]
[ sometimes distraction is what’s needed; getting away from star city after everything...he couldn’t turn it down. especially when sara was the one asking. denying her isn’t a talent that he’s ever developed. besides, this, the two of them trekking over across the base of a mountain, there’s a familiarity. lian yu. lifetimes ago when they were completely different people.
heavy snowfall made finding tender impossible; nor did the cave have anything in the way of firewood to begin with. glancing up at the sound of her voice, his eyebrows lift, attention shifting towards the blanket and then back ]
I can’t imagine saying no to that question.
[ being around sara just...lets him be more natural, after what they’ve been through together, how could it be another way? moving from the rock he’s been sitting on, oliver crosses the distance between them, moving in close to her ]
The others, they’ll be okay. [ because he knows what the burden of leadership feels like. pulling his gloves off and unzipping the jacket, his arm slips around sara ] Come here.
[ there's a familiarity to this, reminding both of them to lian yu, but while everything after the queen's gambit had been difficult, sara no longer seeks to change those things about herself. she is who she is, and she wasn't meant for a normal life. lian yu, the league of assassins, everything she's done to survive has shaped her into the person she is today. maybe that person isn't who she'd once thought she would be, but she's doing something that's important. she's more than an assassin, but she isn't a hero, either.
ollie is the same, and completely different, more a hero than she is but struggling with the same dichotomy. they're cut from the same cloth, or they've been woven into something similar. the metaphor doesn't matter; the feeling of kinship does. ]
Yeah, they will be. [ they're not helpless by any stretch of the imagination, but sara is still glad for his words. the others aren't helpless, but she won't be around to help them if they do need aid. she's their captain; she's responsible.
but ollie slips his arm around her and sara settles her own hands at his back, under the jacket, head resting against his chest even as she turns it to look up at him. ]
[ he shouldn’t be surprised; how easily things come back, despite the time spent apart, or what’s happened in between. even the location isn’t overly important. the foundry; a cave...holding her provides the kind of comfort he didn’t realize was missing before. she’s a former assassin; a survivor, beyond what others could comprehend, and...no one would be quick to ever call sara lance vulnerable. the softer side of her, he’s never really been able to let go of, or ‘get over’.
tension leaves his body and his free hand slips into sara’s blond locks; since constantine restored her soul, little of the time they’ve been able to spend together has been alone like this. always a crisis around the corner; and what she’s doing now, thinking of a more important task would be nearly impossible ]
Sara…[ his voice is just above a whisper, intimate, though it still echoes off the walls, dulled by howling winds. ] I’ve missed you.
[ the best opportunity to say something like that? no; but that’s never stopped either of them before. it feels...important, for her to know. looking down, there’s a thick swallow ]
That’s half the reason why I came. [ he would have had her back, regardless, but still ]
[ there are times when sara doesn't feel strong at all. after her sister's death, she hadn't known how to go on, hadn't really wanted to — but she had, somehow, and it's one more thing sara has survived, including coming back from death itself. she may not always feel it, but she knows that she's strong, she knows that she can endure — and she knows just how far she'll go to make sure that she lives, and the things that she will never do again. ollie is like that, too; maybe that's why it's easy to let him see doubt when she feels it, why she trusts him with star city, with her family.
maybe that's why she trusts him with this intimacy, too, even when she's felt like she's on thin ice with regard to her own emotions ever since her death, ever since the pit. for a moment, she smiles, halfway between amused and something sadder. ]
I've missed you, too, Ollie.
[ she drops her gaze away from his face, pressing her cheek against his shirt for a moment. ] Did I tell you about the time we visited 2048?
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neither is ollie, her partner for this mission - one of the legends with one of the volunteers, that had been sara's decree. if she's going to be stuck in a cave with someone, only one blanket and a snow storm raging outside, she's glad it's oliver. she's worried about her team, she's worried about their friends, but right now, they have themselves to worry about, too. ]
So, feel like cuddling?
[ sara holds up the blanket. the sun's going down, and as soon as it does, temperatures will drop even further. sharing body heat is the way to go. ]
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heavy snowfall made finding tender impossible; nor did the cave have anything in the way of firewood to begin with. glancing up at the sound of her voice, his eyebrows lift, attention shifting towards the blanket and then back ]
I can’t imagine saying no to that question.
[ being around sara just...lets him be more natural, after what they’ve been through together, how could it be another way? moving from the rock he’s been sitting on, oliver crosses the distance between them, moving in close to her ]
The others, they’ll be okay. [ because he knows what the burden of leadership feels like. pulling his gloves off and unzipping the jacket, his arm slips around sara ] Come here.
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ollie is the same, and completely different, more a hero than she is but struggling with the same dichotomy. they're cut from the same cloth, or they've been woven into something similar. the metaphor doesn't matter; the feeling of kinship does. ]
Yeah, they will be. [ they're not helpless by any stretch of the imagination, but sara is still glad for his words. the others aren't helpless, but she won't be around to help them if they do need aid. she's their captain; she's responsible.
but ollie slips his arm around her and sara settles her own hands at his back, under the jacket, head resting against his chest even as she turns it to look up at him. ]
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tension leaves his body and his free hand slips into sara’s blond locks; since constantine restored her soul, little of the time they’ve been able to spend together has been alone like this. always a crisis around the corner; and what she’s doing now, thinking of a more important task would be nearly impossible ]
Sara…[ his voice is just above a whisper, intimate, though it still echoes off the walls, dulled by howling winds. ] I’ve missed you.
[ the best opportunity to say something like that? no; but that’s never stopped either of them before. it feels...important, for her to know. looking down, there’s a thick swallow ]
That’s half the reason why I came. [ he would have had her back, regardless, but still ]
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maybe that's why she trusts him with this intimacy, too, even when she's felt like she's on thin ice with regard to her own emotions ever since her death, ever since the pit. for a moment, she smiles, halfway between amused and something sadder. ]
I've missed you, too, Ollie.
[ she drops her gaze away from his face, pressing her cheek against his shirt for a moment. ] Did I tell you about the time we visited 2048?