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Post by Thea Queen on Aug 28, 2013 14:15:54 GMT
Carrie nodded and hurried upstairs.
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Thea was conscious, but her vision was blurry, her head was pounding, she had no idea what was happening anymore.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:07:49 GMT
Ollie began pulling on his own outfit, testing his bowstring for a moment.
Paul finally had the space to the right size. He picked Thea up and slid her into it, beginning to sew it shut.
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Post by Thea Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:12:05 GMT
Carrie had her bow in hand, testing it briefly and looked to Oliver, waiting for him to go.
What...what was this? What was he doing to her?
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:15:21 GMT
Ollie climbed up to the roof access, taking off across the rooftops in the correct direction.
Paul paused for a moment, and put his sewing things down, grabbing the roll of tape. He stuck another piece on over her mouth, wrapping it around her head, before going back to his sewing.
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Post by Thea Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:17:34 GMT
Carrie followed him, a little slower, but she was getting the hang of things.
Thea struggled. What was going to happen to her?
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:46:02 GMT
Ollie was hopping roofs in the Glades in no time.
Paul was soon up to her neck, sewing her in.
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Post by Slade Wilson on Oct 11, 2013 22:46:50 GMT
Carrie was right behind him.
Thea struggled, but couldn't get out.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:56:26 GMT
Ollie got to the rooftop in question, looking around for a way in.
Paul soon had her sewn completely in.
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Post by Thea Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:57:03 GMT
Carrie hurried, looking around. "We should go in on the ground," she said.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 22:59:19 GMT
"Works." Ollie said, vaulting over the retaining wall, bending his legs to absorb the shock of impact.
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Post by Thea Queen on Oct 11, 2013 23:00:12 GMT
Carrie followed him down, feeling some pain on impact, but she'd be fine to go on.
Thea struggled, making as much noise as possible. Was this flesh?
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 23:02:09 GMT
Ollie kicked the door in, looking around.
Paul ignored her, cleaning up after himself.
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Post by Carrie Cutter on Oct 11, 2013 23:03:41 GMT
Carrie drew back an arrow and followed Oliver, keeping on guard, watching their backs.
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Post by Oliver Queen on Oct 11, 2013 23:10:55 GMT
Paul heard someone coming in. He cursed under his breath, grabbing a scalpel.
Ollie grabbed out his own arrow, but didn't do anything with it quite yet.
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Post by Carrie Cutter on Oct 11, 2013 23:12:29 GMT
Carrie continued to follow.
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