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It's her first time donning on her Huntress outfit upon recent return to Starling City, and she's getting used to it again after a week of it being locked away in the closet. After a brief period of time she allowed herself to have to survey the changes, she's ready to begin her duty of saving people from those with ill intentions. Right now, she's perched on a fire escape of a dark alleyway where crime had been reported to take place in. "You should turn around," she yells down to the lone stranger who she's convinced is out of their mind. Walking around alone-- at night-- in Starling City. Really?

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"Can I help you?"

This was the dangers of parking a few blocks away from Verdant as to not raise suspicion by her being there every night. The Glades no matter the area wasn't safe and it would probably be a very long time before it was despite what others thought. The intelligent blonde didn't know whether she wanted Diggle or Oliver to be there or not, both had it's pros and cons; as she slowly snuck herself into building. She was surprised that she hadn't run into anyone, not even Roy and for that she was glad as that would bring up multiple questions that she didn't want to deal with or even a hospital trip, another thing she didn't want to deal with.

Felicity would be lying if she said she hadn't been in a situation like this before but sadly she had, in the Glades nonetheless. It had been raining all day and hadn't let up yet even as she made her way into the building and stumbled down the stairs, holding onto anything for support to keep from collapsing. Her bare feet touching the cold cement floor under her in the Arrow cave. The lights weren't on besides a few that kept it slightly lit down there, that didn't mean neither Diggle or Oliver weren't lurking around the building or close by.

Felicity's blonde hair was down, in a wet mess, her hair sticking to her face, a nice bruise forming on her right cheek bone already. She stopped at the end of the stairs and looked down at trembling self, that was slightly blurry from not wearing her glasses that had been promptly knocked from her face in the struggle. Her blue eyes trailed to her once white, loose skirt that went to right above her knees that now had a red stain running down the right side of it and seemed to trail down the outside of her leg. Her eyes slowly moved to her left hand that was gripping her right side tightly, red staining her hand and running between her fingers.

Removing her hand from her side she stared at her hand that was coated with the crimson substance, her body beginning to tremble a bit more than it had been before. She looked from her hand to her side seeing the torn black fabric of her tank top she was wearing. First aid. She thought as she started to stumble towards where the place where it was kept, a limp in her step that she was currently ignoring. Soaked to the bone and wounded, Felicity was running on auto pilot, even as the edge of her vision started fading to black. She would fight to stay awake, shaking her head here and there, she continued forward to the medical supplies.

Felicity had been stuck in a rough spot as she needed to find new work, she had another week before it would be her last day at Queen Consolidated. Walter had been understanding when he had come back to take it over while Moria was in jail and Oliver seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth for the last month or so. Felicity just couldn't take the constant reporters around the building pushing their noses into everyone's business hoping to get a reaction or a story to leak out... at least that's what she told Walter. He had been sad about her leaving the company but Felicity knew it was for the best, with Detective Lance on her ass about the Vigilante business. It would be best for her to take a step back from the situation for a bit. Quitting was something that was a must... sadly.

Felicity sighed a bit as she made her way to the steps of a building, time for an interview now to hope she didn't babble away her chance at another job. 'Alright Felicity, you can do this... just breathe... and bite your tongue to keep from rambling. You can do this.' She thought to herself, calming her nerves before she moved up the steps and into the large building. This place after all looked promising and she hoped not to blow this.