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tushanshu_ooc2013-06-29 12:39 pm
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[But he isn't yelling anymore. He's getting too old for this, he thinks. Maybe he should start getting his blood pressure checked more regularly, because it has to spike when he gets moving on all cylinders. If he has a heart attack, Connor, Dinah, and Mia are going to take away beef and control the food shopping.
Nah. Roy will slip him burgers. It'll be fine.]
I'm not treating you like a teenager, but there are roving street gangs in this city. I'm not about to let you get killed.
[Not again. The words are just there, in his head unbidden, even as the sentence is leaving his mouth. He can't hide the cringe.]
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[They never did get around to that discussion. Not long after he'd dropped that bombshell on her, he and his father had sailed off into the sunset. One of them, never to be seen again. The other...returning from the dead nearly five years later.]
You are treating me like a teenager.
I've spent my fair share of time in the Glades, Oliver. I'm not exactly going to go wandering around any dark alleys in the middle of the night. [And here, her voice saddens.] I still remember what happened to Tommy's mother, after all.
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[He checks himself, for once. She's not from his universe, she's still alive, and she had a daughter named Thea. There was no guarantee the boating accident had even happened.]
Boating accident. I got stranded on an island in the Fijis for a few years, so I'm sorry if I didn't make it in time for senior year.
[He's clearly not sorry at all.]
You're treating me like a child.
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I'd be more willing to believe that if you hadn't dropped out before you and your father went off on the Queen's Gambit.
[In other words, yes, the boating accident happened. Possibly not in the same manner, but it did happen. And she was not surprised that it happened to him as well, going by the current direction of this conversation. More and more parallels were surfacing.]
Because you are my child. Apparently. [As difficult as this still was to believe.] If you really are Oliver, then you'll always be my son. No matter how old and jaded you become.
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[There might be parallels, but the fact that he's even having this conversation right now is a huge break in the commonalities. But her statement hits him hard, like a sucker punch in the gut. Not his world, not his mother, not his problem.
Nothing like lying to yourself, old man.]
Watch who you're calling old, or I'm going to break out 'elderly.'
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[A pause. He had come back to her, changed--possibly even for the better--but it was still so difficult to think back to that fateful day. Knowing what she did now about the circumstances.]
...you do have a sister. [Change of subject. Thea, she could handle. In this capacity, anyways.] Her name is Thea. She's eighteen, absolutely adores you sometimes, and the two of you are more alike than either of you will ever be able to admit.
I remember...you used to call her Speedy. Before the accident. You still do sometimes.
[A pause, and this time, she does smile. Talking about her family, however broken, had that effect on her.]
Apparently, whoever I was where you come from never taught you how rude it is to comment on a woman's age.
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[He's been trying not to say that, but there's only so long that he can hold his tongue. Holding it at all is a tremendous accomplishment, and it's only because she's his mother that she got that much consideration.]
And Speedy was never a girl named Thea. Speedy was after the accident, and it was a kid named Roy. He earned that nickname - it's not just something I pulled out of a crackerjack box to annoy a damn kid sister who never existed.
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[She couldn't even process the thought of Robert having died years before. All of this was getting to be too much. The man was Oliver, but not. His life was similar, and yet so different.]
[What was going on?]