#sonicanary

I WAS ALSO WONDERING HOW IT WOULD WORK. So Clint's been able to escape more psychic villains/Mind control people who can be commanded by voice by virtue of being deaf and isn't really affected by sound weapons if he isn't wearing/takes out his hearing aids.

OLYMPIA PHOTO STUDIO THANKS YOU FOR YOUR PREFERENCE, MS. @sonicanary ! So… Did you see Roy lately? Asking for a friend.

ADAPTATION WAS KEY, SOMETHING THE STAR OF WONDER WAS RATHER GOOD AT BESIDES MATCHING IN SYNC. Invitations are extended and usually cordial as per say, however this one seemed to be a long time coming once being properly introduced to the the already assembled team, somehow a female knitt together she had only experienced back at the Paradise Island. Barbara, or rather the infamous Oracle, had gathered enough women to fufill the needs and Donna was the latest addition to the grandiousity of it all.

A couple of months past settling in she found herself partly at home, between the bonding with Babs and her furr child, little Oracle, that'd expanded and even embracing one Helena Bertinelli as casual drinking buddy every now and then after facing some relucctancy from the woman. Then, of course, there was Dinah Laurel Lance, Black Canary 𝄖 who was no strange to the greek princess at all. Donna was introduced to her a decade and something prior, if her memory served her right. Around the time she and Roy had first dated, before what would've been his first fall out with his father figure. Then a recurrance across his treatment, fighiting against his addiction, which Donna had been around and supporting ... Eventually the breakup came about, something that would happen with certain regularly throughout their attempts at trying again 𝄖 the timing never seemed right, until now, for nearly three years, they finally got to settle.

Something had happened over the last two months though, something Roy didn't quite explain fully, rather left it implied 𝄖 so it didn't take a genius to guess Oliver Queen had been probably involved once again.

Lobo had already emptied the contents of the vending-machine into his maw, now he was just shooting at it for target practice. 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆, loud enough to be heard all across Star City. Of course he was bound to draw some form of attention! He heard the unmistakable clicking sounds of leather boots, followed by that subtle shuffle of fishnets, both being things that he was quite familiar with!

Without looking away from his target, he'd wave her off. "Not now, maybe I'll need yer services later, toots. 'Fraid ya caught the Main Man in th' middle of somethin' really important!" However, when he actually turned to look at her, his tone changed rather quickly!

   ❝  whatever, canary. you know how stubborn he gets.   ❞ .

the boy waves her off dismissively as he turns his back. he has one target in mind: her fridge. he opens the door, scanning the contents. not too much in here --- nothing he particularly wants, anyway. unless he feels like taking a bite off her block of cheese. . . maybe, but not right now.

he reaches past it, rummaging for something fast to chew on. carrots? celery? anything? does this woman not even shop? not that he does either, alfred keeps the fridge STOCKED. he takes a second to peer around the door -- then in a scolding tone:

@sonicanary​​: "just to be clear... don't hurt her. she's not going to cry, but i'll know. i always know Richard. she's my best friend, my family, my sister and beyond. just don't be a dick to her. " ( ft. @rollingthundcr​ )

        “ are you kidding me ? ”     Her cell was simpler, but nothing could work against her canary cry.      “ you thought you could get out of arkham like that ? locking me in your cell ? ”      After rattling the locker a couple of times, and finding the key way too far to reach for it, she had taken decision to break it with her meta-gene. It only took her five minutes to follow the jester’s maniac laughter along the corridors.      “ where do you think you’re going anyway?”

        ❝  no  ??  ❞  Harley  hadn’t  expected  Screamy  Bird  to  ruin  her  fun  so  quickly.   Maybe  she  had  been  expecting  a  head  start  or  something  but  heroes  were  always  hero-ing  so  she  should  have  known  better  than  that.  Harley  had  ,   however  ,   managed  to  at  least raid  the  weapons  hoard.   Luckily  they’d  still  forgotten  to  remove  her  access  codes.   ❝  Outta  here !!   As  fer  after  that  ??   Well  how  about  ya  tag  along  an’  find  out  !!  ❞

"I know," is all he can tell her, knowing that if he even tried to explain what happened he'd break down. He'd thought he was working to take HYDRA down but this particular mission seemed to be worse than all of the others. Innocents had been hurt, some had been killed and while he knew it was the cost of war, it tended to affect him more than it might have any other time. And now he'd dragged Dinah into it. She was the last person he'd wanted to drag into it, but given her help he knew eventually she'd become a target. Steve didn't want that for her, but he knew it would happen sooner or later. At least he knew she could handle herself. That was a lesson he'd learned the hard way and one he wouldn't ever forget. But being here again felt like he was taking a step back in his fight. Each time he thought he was making progress something happened to make him take a few steps back. And it was frustrating more than anything. At least he had a place to return to when he felt like this. Hopefully, it wouldn't bring more trouble to Dinah.

Looking at their hands, he can't help the small smile that pulled at his lips. Leave it to her to know what to say to at least make him feel better than he had when he first arrived. He still wouldn't talk about what happened, but he wouldn't shut Dinah out, either. "I appreciate you letting me stay here. It's just a rough mission. I'll be okay come morning." Times ike this he wished alcohol did something to him. At least then he could numb some of the pain for a little while.