He stands and pulls one of the trick arrows he's been experimenting with from his quiver, one of three he brought along. The arrow arcs upward and then down into the enemy's hiding place, the tube attached springing open on impact and pouring tear gas into the air.
A soon as the men stagger upright, coughing, he zeroes in on the sound and takes them both out.
The sirens are a lot closer now. Oliver grits his teeth and pulls one of his grapplers. Quick run to the edge of the roof, braced against the rim - he looses high toward the next warehouse over, and the metal cord hisses out in the arrow's wake. He doesn't look at the girl, just grabs her around the waist, says] Don't scream.
[and jumps.
He has a hard time not smiling at this part. The freefall, the snap-jerk of the wire tensing and the pressure of the swing toward the ground. It's different with a passenger. A new kind of challenge. He has to adjust his weight, shift the way he'll fall, and it's probably going to bruise a rib or two but they'll be clear of the building and she'l hopefully be unharmed.
Oliver twists, holding his bow and the girl away from the ground and taking the impact somewhat gracelessly. Slamming down on his back and tumbling slightly, letting her go and letting himself skid to a halt.
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He stands and pulls one of the trick arrows he's been experimenting with from his quiver, one of three he brought along. The arrow arcs upward and then down into the enemy's hiding place, the tube attached springing open on impact and pouring tear gas into the air.
A soon as the men stagger upright, coughing, he zeroes in on the sound and takes them both out.
The sirens are a lot closer now. Oliver grits his teeth and pulls one of his grapplers. Quick run to the edge of the roof, braced against the rim - he looses high toward the next warehouse over, and the metal cord hisses out in the arrow's wake. He doesn't look at the girl, just grabs her around the waist, says] Don't scream.
[and jumps.
He has a hard time not smiling at this part. The freefall, the snap-jerk of the wire tensing and the pressure of the swing toward the ground. It's different with a passenger. A new kind of challenge. He has to adjust his weight, shift the way he'll fall, and it's probably going to bruise a rib or two but they'll be clear of the building and she'l hopefully be unharmed.
Oliver twists, holding his bow and the girl away from the ground and taking the impact somewhat gracelessly. Slamming down on his back and tumbling slightly, letting her go and letting himself skid to a halt.
Yep.
Ow.
That hurt.]