olliequeen: (Oliver: Only the beginning)
Oliver hasn't really seen Tess since she came back from underground, other than the brief moment after she and Chloe had gotten out of Watchtower. But a lot has changed over the past few weeks and he figured it was time for the two of them to talk things through.

So he makes his way to the mansion with an envelope in his hand. He greets the guards, who take a moment to contact Tess to let her know he's there, then wave him on inside. He heads down the familiar corridor and makes his way to the study, offering her a smile when he spots her.
olliequeen: (Oliver: Quiet Contemplation)
Oliver makes the drive to Smallville in just over two hours. He's spent the majority of it alternately thinking about Clark and his recent loss, Mia and her upcoming dance, and wondering how to to up the security even more at Watchtower.

He isn't terribly surprised when he is stopped by the guards at the mansion rather than just being allowed to waltz in as he had been a few weeks prior. Things have changed. He's already accepted that. He waits calmly for the security team to contact Tess to let her know he's arrived.
olliequeen: (Oliver: Questioning Look)
After a brief, confusing conversation with Tess, Oliver finds himself heading to Smallville and the Luthor mansion before he really processes what he's doing. He sends Chloe a short text to let her know he'll be out of the city for a few hours, then focuses the rest of his attention on driving.

Well. As much of his attention as the questions spiralling through his mind will allow him to focus, anyway.

What the hell is Veritas? he wonders, his eyebrows furrowing and his grip tightening slightly on his steering wheel. And what had Mercy meant by he was exactly where his father had been so many years ago?

The drive takes far longer than he wants it to, due to backed-up traffic from a wreck, but once he makes it out of the city, his foot presses a little more on the gas pedal.

She'd told him it was nothing to worry about, but he couldn't help it. Chewing on his lower lip, Oliver finds himself parking the car at the mansion and striding past the guards with a polite nod and smile as they let him pass without question. He makes his way inside and down the dark corridor toward the study, knocking lightly on the doorframe.

"Mercy?"
olliequeen: (Oliver: Quiet Contemplation)
Oliver had arrived at Pastabilities five minutes early, and was waiting for Tess in the lobby area. It had been awhile since he'd been out to lunch, and even longer since he'd been to this particular restaurant, even though it was one of his favorites in Metropolis.

Sitting in one of the wooden chairs, he found himself thinking about the upcoming trip to Star City. Even though it was only going to be for a couple of days, he was looking forward to it immensely.

It wasn't that he didn't like Metropolis.

He simply missed home. Usually he stayed so busy he didn't have time to think about missing his home city, and things had been crazier than usual lately, and somehow the nostalgia had crept up on him.
olliequeen: ((With Tess) Island Memories)
When they arrived in Lawrence, Kansas, a couple hours later, Oliver was just glad to be able to get out of the car and stretch. It had been a tense, silent ride, and while he'd wanted to say something--anything to try and break the tension, he wasn't sure Tess would have heard him anyway. She'd gripped onto the steering wheel so tightly he was half-afraid she'd end up with sprained fingers.

He waited for her to get out of the car before turning to look at the small motel she'd finally stopped at. He drew in a breath and let it out slowly, moving to grab his duffle bag from the backseat, then walked with her toward the lobby, pulling out the wad of cash he'd grabbed.
olliequeen: (Oliver: Worried)
Oliver knew something was wrong.

He didn't know what exactly, but he'd known Tess Mercer long enough to know when something wasn't right. Despite whatever issues lay between them due to his killing Lex, and all of the crap that had happened in the past, and even with a potential apocalypse, he couldn't help but feel worried about her.

He wasn't surprised when the security team just let him in. Drawing in a breath, he headed down the hall to the study, figuring that's where she would be.
olliequeen: (Oliver: Satisfied Grin)
Note: Each person's presents are locked for them and them alone. So Lois can't see Chloe's gifts unless Chloe shows them to her and vice versa.

For Chloe
Ultimate Day of Revitalization Package and This.

For Lois
Ultimate Day of Revitalization Package and this.

For Lana
This.

For Clark
This.

For Bruce
This.

For Vic
This.

For A.C.
This.

For Bart
This and this along with a $2000 gift card for games

For Dinah
This and Ultimate Day of Revitalization Package.

For Faith
This.

For Buffy:
This.'

For Hoshi
$500 gift card for here.

For Bela
These and Ultimate Day of Revitalization Package

For Zatanna
Ultimate Day of Revitalization Package

For Lucy
This.

For Mercy
$10,000 donation in your name.

For Willow
This.

For Mia
$5000 gift card and a$2,500 gift card

For Caroline
A $1,000 gift card.

For Major Zod
A copy of this book.
olliequeen: (Oliver: Satisfied Grin)
With Willow's help, his clocktower apartment looked great. And while he normally hated Thanksgiving, and his spirits still weren't quite as high as he'd hoped they'd be, largely due to thoughts about the impending apocalypse, and the idea of Mercy spending the day completely alone and at work, he was hoping that the party would help some. The caterer's had brought a ton of Italian food that was set up in his kitchen, and there was plenty of liquor for the adults, which he fully intended to start on very soon.

He was hoping Chloe would show up with Bart soon, otherwise he was going to leave the place with his guests there and drag her out of the Watchtower.

When the buzzer sounded, he moved over to the security monitor, and pressed the button. "Come on up."

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