<div class="floatleft">(https://arrowfashionblog.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/vlcsnap-2015-03-26-16h31m03s223.png?w=290)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Oliver Queen<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Green Arrow<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>League of Assassins (Al Sah-Him), None yet (Green Arrow)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 21:12<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham Clock tower, Central Gotham - Big Belly Burger, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>White Canary<br/><hr/><br/>"I wouldn't say you were beating me." Oliver chuckled to himself as he thought about the time his blade clashed with Dinah's bo-staff. She was indeed skilled with an assortment of weapons, but she did have her favorites. Especially the non-lethal ones. "You'd think they're more comparisons than what you believe. But I rarely heard any comparisons. I've heard that I fight like the Batman; agile, strong, and capable of beating six hundred men. But that's where the comparison ends I believe. I have met members of the Bat family. I also know who they are as I am sure they've know who I am." Oliver had encountered members of the bat family when his crusade brought him to Gotham a few times. They were at odds, sure, but they did come to an agreement at one point.<br/><br/>It was refreshing having company so curious about himself even if he knew them before. However, Dinah was a different type of person he knew. He knew her in a different life. One he just emerged from no less. Speaking of emerging, Oliver still had to get himself legally declared alive once again. How was he going to explain this one? Last time was easy since he was on an island that no one knew was inhabited by drug lords. "Anything else you'd like to ask me Dinah?" Oliver asked as he looked over to her with both eyes landing on her figure, which seemed to glow in the street lights.<br/><br/>"I've got a question for you. Have you seen your family since you came back? I've been thinking about seeing my mother in Star City soon. I I don't know how I can break it to her that her son is alive once again. I should probably avoid death from now on. Her heart won't be able to take another." Oliver questioned and then began to muse to himself. He really did worry about his mother's health. She was getting older as he was remaining in the prime of his youth. Sooner or later, she won't be in his life anymore. Whether that would be from his death or hers has yet to be determined.