Felicity Smoak (
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It's Just a Maze right?
Who: Closed; Barry, Felicity, and Thea
What: Minotaur hunting
When: "Now" - but they are mazing it
Where: God only knows
Warnings: It's a Minotaur, what can possibly happen?
Notes: none
Felicity was glad that she had found Barry and Thea so soon after arriving. It felt nice to find familiar faces, but at the same time, there was something different about this library than all of the others she had been to. Granted, it had been years since she been in an actual library, there amazing things that could be done with a couple of keystrokes.
Something felt off to Felicity and she had learned to trust her senses in recent years. She was so focused on her own feelings that she had failed to notice Barry pick up a book.
"Barry, wait.... don't"
Too late.
They landed with a thump on something hard. Felicity was lying on her back.
"Open that...."
What: Minotaur hunting
When: "Now" - but they are mazing it
Where: God only knows
Warnings: It's a Minotaur, what can possibly happen?
Notes: none
Felicity was glad that she had found Barry and Thea so soon after arriving. It felt nice to find familiar faces, but at the same time, there was something different about this library than all of the others she had been to. Granted, it had been years since she been in an actual library, there amazing things that could be done with a couple of keystrokes.
Something felt off to Felicity and she had learned to trust her senses in recent years. She was so focused on her own feelings that she had failed to notice Barry pick up a book.
"Barry, wait.... don't"
Too late.
They landed with a thump on something hard. Felicity was lying on her back.
"Open that...."
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With a frown he noted that the twine that had snaked out of the book had wrapped itself around his wrist and appeared to be sliding the rest of itself along the floor of wherever they had wound up. "Twine," he muttered to himself, "why does magic twine sound familiar?"
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She looked around. "You assume that we can escape without killing it?"