<div class="floatleft">(http://pre01.deviantart.net/ff9b/th/pre/i/2015/310/4/a/green_arrow_by_dimitrosw-d92mmqx.jpg)</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, 20:42<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham Clock tower, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>White Canary, Miss Martian<br/><hr/><br/><em>"-as we are now, we're a disorganized ragtag group of people in costumes.  The League brought together people from every walk of life, and more times than not, beyond our solar system, gave them something to strive for, something to work towards, as a team, a family.  It'd be...nice to have that back, even if it wouldn't be the same."</em>That was the line Oliver heard when he walked into the Clock tower under the guise of shadows. He kept himself hidden from the two heroes that he saw before him. Oliver came here with the intention of finding out what the heroes knew about the 'Dark Archer.' Something, anything for Oliver to help begin his hunt for the man that "killed" him once. It wasn't just for himself though. He will bring that man to justice for Tommy, his friend. He owed that man that much for failing him once.<br/><br/>Oliver had to stop himself from gasping as he now recognized one of the two heroes that stood there. It was<em>her</em>. She left the league not too long ago while the daughter of Ra's Al Ghul had taken over. She was Nyssa's favorite, her beloved and the one Oliver had trained with before. Dinah Laurel Lance. Oliver wouldn't lie and say he wasn't fascinated by her. She had proven herself more than capable in comparison to many of the members of the League. Oliver would not know if he could best her in combat. He did lose to Malcolm Merlyn once after all.<br/><br/>Then there was the second person that looked like she was a bit disoriented. He did not recognize her, but he recognized her type. She was a martian, just like the Martian Manhunter who was one of the founders of the Justice League. Oliver could relate to that man in a few ways. He fell in the line of duty and he took to the color green. But, unlike the Martian and the rest of the League, Oliver came back for more. He wasn't done being a hero yet. Not until he finds the Dark Archer and make him pay for his crimes.<br/><br/>"The view is perfect for getting a look of the entire city. You'd think you would be able to witness any crime from up here." Oliver said as he walked out from the shadows. He held his hands up with his bow in his left hand. He was doing this in order show that he wasn't going to make any moves against the two. With the shadows disappearing from his body, Oliver revealed him to them dressed in the same outfit he wore when he died two years ago. The hole is patched and the blood was gone though. However, he was armed with one of the League's bows and most of the arrows belonged to the league. A few distinguished ones were a few trick arrows he snatched up from his dusty safe house here in Gotham. Despite being a hero that operated mostly in Star City, Oliver did have a base in Gotham and Metropolis for overnight stays.<br/><br/>"Dinah Lance. Martian. I mean you no harm."<br/>