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Felicity Smoak ([personal profile] three_two_one) wrote in [community profile] all_inclusive2014-05-21 08:04 pm

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Felicity walked to the plane with her question about how Oliver had learned to fly still on floating in the air like some kind of twisted comic book speech bubble. She still wasn't sure why she'd asked because sure as anything, she wasn't going to get an answer.

She never got answers. Or maybe she was just twitchy because she didn't get the ones she wanted, just another blank stare filled with Oliver's secrets. It was enough, though. She could tell herself it was enough, because the memory of what had happened in the Queen mansion...yeah, she wasn't going to forget that ever. She'd bury it to make living and breathing actually happen, but forgetting it?

No chance.

She opened the door to the seaplane and stepped up...and then promptly fell on her ass in the middle of a hallway. A very familiar hallway.

"Okay. So. It wasn't a really bad dream."

Felicity is back at The Nexus. For her, it's been months back in her own canon, having all sorts of badass moments. For the hotel, she's only been gone a few days. FYI, she's got a healing headwound at her hairline that wasn't there the last time she was seen in the hotel.
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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-22 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Ichabod has spent some time in Sleepy Hollow again and after having been trapped by the second horseman and learning he had fathered a son with Katrina and said son wished to kill him, he is unsurprised to learn that his mind has brought him back to the Nexus to help him cope with being trapped alongside Katrina.

He very nearly trips over Miss Smoak and even though he is out of sorts himself, he kneels down beside her. "Miss Smoak, have I injured you? I am quite sorry that I was such a boor and knocked you down."
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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-23 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It is unusual," Ichabod says, offering his hand to her. "Here, at least allow me to get you to your feet? I cannot abide seeing you injured."

It worries him, honestly, because he feels a kinship with her since they came through the first door together and feels responsible for her well-being in some manner.
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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-24 03:29 am (UTC)(link)

Ichabod frowns a bit deeper. "You should rest. Perhaps we can share stories over a cup of tea? It would give you a moment to get off your feet."

He does not mention that she had plenty of time off her feet considering he'd found her sprawled in the floor because such a quip had a time and place and this did not appear to be it. Ichabod is nothing if not polite to a fault when the well-being of a young woman is being discussed.

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-25 08:27 am (UTC)(link)

"I think somehow whiskey could adulterate our tea," Ichabod assures her. He offers his arm to escort her more out of habit than necessity; Felicity is well capable of taking care of herself but he feels the need to offer her the courtesies all the same.

"I could use a stiff drink myself."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-25 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)

"We could," Ichabod agrees. "But I would like it noted that I offered you tea first as a gentleman should."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-25 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)

"It seems that not only am I a father, my son is the second horseman and, last I was in Sleepy Hollow, was hellbent on killing me and my wife," Ichabod says, face grave even if the story on the face of things seems absolutely absurd.

"Somehow I escaped to this place, though I do not know how."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-25 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)

"Oh yes," Ichabod says, confirming her suspicions. "I think if I crawled into a bottle it might possibly not be enough whiskey but I have always felt temperance is a better path than overindulgence. Perhaps I can be drunk in moderation, yes?"

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-26 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)

"Well then, ladies first?" Ichabod says, grinning at her. He feels a kinship with Miss Smoak even if she is not from Sleepy Hollow or a part of his quest because she is on a quest of her own, parallel even if it shall never intersect his.

"I am nothing if not a gentleman."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-26 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)

"Oh? What have you learned of combat, then?" This is a far more interesting prospect than dwelling over the fact that he'd led Katrina and Lieutenant Mills into danger by being blinded by Henry Parrish.

"Perhaps it is something I can learn at your hand."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-28 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)

"You're brave," Ichabod remarks. "And bravery often results in being thrust into difficult situations. That is a far better explanation for your issue than luck."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-29 12:06 am (UTC)(link)

"Not it it was planned as part of a gambit sprung upon your enemy, no," Ichabod agrees. "My guide in the modern era, a Lieutenant Mills, she very rarely waits for anyone to rescue her. If anything, she does all the rescuing and I am the one left to fumble around in the dark. I am much more of an intellectual sort than a fighter."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-30 01:15 am (UTC)(link)

"May we always have plenty of books and...what is that thing you do? Interwebs?" Ichabod has been trying to acclimate to the modern culture but it is, as always, a slow process fraught with difficulty. He misses the feel of paper and the smell of books.

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-05-31 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)

"I will never get used to the idea of entire books stored in that thing," Ichabod admits. "While it is useful for a scholar, no doubt, I feel like something is lost without paper between your fingers and the smell of history in your nostrils when delving into some tome about the past. Perhaps that makes me archaic and a relic of the past but I fear I shall always feel that way."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-06-01 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)

"No burgeoning career as a librarian, I take it?" Ichabod thinks she would be well suited, excepting the allergy to dust. Miss Smoak has a mind meant for research in his limited experience and he thinks she could be quite successful in any realm of academia if she so chose.

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-06-01 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)

"There is something to be said for a bit of pyrotechnics," Ichabod says. He cannot help but agree. His life has been anything but quiet since embarking on his quest to destroy the horsemen.

"I am glad you are well, though. I would have worried if you had been injured or otherwise detained."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-06-01 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)

"As did I. It was easier for my mind to rationalize the strange occurrences as dreams but very little unusual in my life has such a mundane explanation," Ichabod laments. "More often, the strange things in my life become increasingly more complex. Occam's razor is not a thing that operates to the fullest of its ability in my world."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-06-01 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)

"It would be easier if one's opponents actually followed the laws of physics," Ichabod agrees. Too rarely do they, in his experience.

"But good has come of being home again for a while, hasn't it? We should focus on the skills we've gained, I think. It helps keeps things in perspective."

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[personal profile] tobearwitness 2014-06-02 12:19 am (UTC)(link)

"I have never been entirely comfortable with this place's tendency to block my home off from me," Ichabod says, mulling it over. "The rhyme and reason of it is something I have not yet sussed out. If only I could determine the pattern of how and why we come here and which doors lead where. That might be something worth exploring."

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[personal profile] lianyu 2014-06-01 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes Felicity was a little too smart for Oliver, and though she and Dig had a good handle on his life on the island - what he'd told them of it anyway - she made him realize there were holes in his story. Massive, fly a seaplane through them holes. And while he was fine telling lies, she and Dig knew him too well for him to just throw a flippant remark out and expect them to accept it. Especially not after what they'd just been through together.

But it still wasn't a story he wanted to tell, so he gave Felicity a default smile - he was doing that a lot today - and let her move ahead of him to board the seaplane.

He'd tell them. Eventually.

He wasn't sure how the transition worked, but one moment he had his hand on Felicity's back as she climbed through the door, and the next, she was on the floor and he stumbled over her legs.

Oliver caught himself against the opposite wall before he could go down, and looked around when she spoke. It was like some kind of switch had gone off the second he stepped through, and he remembered things that happened months ago in the hotel that he had no memory of when he was still in Starling.

"You okay?"
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[personal profile] lianyu 2014-06-02 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Felicity's questions were valid, but Oliver was still a little stunned at just how rapid the change from Lian Yu to the Nexus was. A blink, and they were here as though it was natural. Oliver opened the door they'd come through, and wasn't surprised to see it opened up to a maintenance closet.

He frowned, and when that pulled at the cut on his eye, he winced and shook his head as though. "No, I...we were just leaving Lian Yu. I remember being here before, too."
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[personal profile] lianyu 2014-06-02 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I would prefer to forget about the psychotic monkeys," Oliver said, giving Felicity a brief smile. He would also prefer she didn't go off on her own and get herself into dangerous situations like that again, but if Oliver had learned anything over the past few weeks, it was that Felicity had a bravery that was all her own.

With the room numbers indicating they were on the third floor, Oliver headed toward the elevator a few doors down and hit the call button. "I guess we should check in again."
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[personal profile] lianyu 2014-06-04 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Oliver didn't like the idea of his room being cleaned out, either. He had a little more money in his pocket this time, but he disliked the idea of growing a collection again, which was why he took pains to make that a little easier to handle.

"I have a couple drop boxes around the hotel," he admitted, his voice low so it wouldn't carry down the hall. He'd grown into the habit once he'd left Lian Yu (the first time), and still did it, even when he felt safest. Being overly prepared had saved his life more than once. "No laptops, but I stashed some money and a few valuables. I'm sure we can get you up and running again."
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[personal profile] lianyu 2014-06-04 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
He let Felicity rant as the elevator opened up and they walked in, her voice filling up the space. "Someone's got to own this place," Oliver said, already knowing he'd go along with Felicity if she did go off looking for answers. Hell, he wanted some of his own, now that he wasn't drowning the way he had been before. "Just promise me you won't run off alone and put yourself in danger again."