( * ♕ | THE QUEEN

“No, but since you’ve put the idea in my head…” And just like that, he pats her on the head. “Do you want another pastry now or?”

         she was starting to wholeheartedly agree with barbara’s ideals -- she was right, all men must die. ---- they were idiots. 

                “ yea i want another one.. ”

               sharing a few similarities — from being submerged into the lazarus pit and being trained by the league of assassins, jason didn’t really think he’d get along with thea and yet, here they were. he only spent his time with a select few and somehow, oliver queen’s sister managed to make that cut. 

                                                      “RAT.” 

jason tightened his grip on the hilt of his katana — breathe in, breathe out, concentrate, let the blade become an extension of your limb — and almost immediately, he put his sword back its sheath as a smirk crossed his lips. he didn’t really want to waste both of their time. they’d been training for a couple of hours now and he was getting hungry anyway.  “you already lost the fight when you exuded an air of arrogance. swordplay is a form of art that is supposed to be intimate and private between the people engaged in the battle. not between you and yourself. overestimate yourself and you are bound to be blind until you see blood spilling out of your body. better luck next time. ”

          thea moaned almost in agony at his remark. she knew he took this kind of thing seriously but honestly that wasn’t her cup of tea. the only time she would take training 100 percent for what it was was when it was training with oliver or malcolm. because for them -- she knew she had to impress or well.. she wouldn’t be speedy anymore. and she liked being speedy. her sword fell to her side as she rolled her eyes and let out a huff. what was the point of sparing with someone who wasn’t going to make it fun -- well to be honest what did jason make fun... NEVERMIND. she only looked up to the taller man a little annoyed before finally speaking. 

            thea raised her sword. ready for anything that came her way. her league of assassins based training allowed her to detect almost anything and move with her weapon rather than against it. she blew a bit of hair out of her face before being a lil cocky. 

“ not exactly, but — i wouldn’t mind if she had. “

     “ i can’t always be the fun party-girl next door, i have a job, thea. ”

             “ so ----- what’d you get me? ”