"Name's Jonathan Price, CEO of Price Industries. And I can interest you in a deal that benefits both of us."
Codename: The Green Arrow Status: Healthy Thoughts: Alright then, a quick breakfast, then off to the Ferris Airline OOC:
"Yep, very well. I see you slept well also," Jonathan said, motioning towards the table, "Sit down, grab a bite to eat. We have a plane to catch at 8:00 and I dislike being late."
Afterwards, Jonathan began eating. Despite the fact he was eating faster than he usually did, on account of time, he was still very neat and orderly about it. After all, he was a rich man, and rich people are usually taught the best manners. And even if you made your millions through hard work, eventually you would have to learn how to eat your salad or drink your wine properly if you want to get invited to any fancy parties.
"Again, sorry about my abruptness. It is a flight we cannot afford to miss. And although you look even prettier with your hair down, it's going to have to be put up. The whole 'being professional' thing and what not, despite the fact you're not actually an employed bodyguard. Again, it's to keep George from freaking out about my well being."
After he finished he waited for her to finish before he left the table. If she had anything else to say to him, now would be the time. Of course, he was going to take his bow, arrows, a duffel bag full of extra arrows, and his costume in case they need to fight in Gotham. Despite the rumors of a new Batman running around, one cannot take the chance.
Evie sat down with a slight smile, helping herself to some of the food. "Oh, it's not a big deal. I am quite used to eating quickly so as not to be late. In fact, more than once have I skipped meals entirely due to how busy my schedule was." Of course, she did end up regretting it later, but it was a necessary suffering. No college student ever got their recommended eight hours of sleep, anyway. But even though she was rushing, she ate neatly. After all, she was raised to be a lady, not to mention being English. Manners usually came with the nationality, in her case.
None of that covered up her weakness, though, Jonathan's compliment easily piercing her cool facade and bringing a bright, flustered blush to her fair face. She didn't know how to reply to that, not at all. Eventually, she just settled for continuing the conversation once she had finished. "I-I understand. I was planning to put my hair up once I got ready, anyway.... I think my head is better now, so I think I'll make a quick door-hop to my apartment to grab a few things. How long will we be there?" She then began to fidget nervously, looking away. "A-and... how big is the plane that we'll be taking...?" She really didn't take well to small spaces....
"Name's Jonathan Price, CEO of Price Industries. And I can interest you in a deal that benefits both of us."
Codename: The Green Arrow Status: Healthy Thoughts: Alright, if nothing else is wrong, then off we go. OOC:
"No problem. I can spare a few moments while you get your things. I need to pack my stuff as well. As for the duration, it depends. Usually when I do business meetings, I'm there for about two days. Usually to meet the person I'm supposed to be talking to, get to know them, have them show me around their company, maybe even enjoy a dinner with their Board. It's not a week long thing, as my own company needs my attention if it is to continue growing."
After she finished, he looked at her and noticed she was looking away from him a lot. He gave a look of concern, but decided he didn't want to embarrass her any further and press the issue. So he smiled and stood up, "As for my plane, it not a small bi plane or anything. But it's a medium sized private jet. Again, why waste money on really big things when you really don't need them? A big plane would take up too much room. So, if you have any issues with confined spaces, don't worry, there's enough room for you to be comfortable. Will you be fine with that?"
He kept his smile on even as he started to step away, looking back towards the fair young woman before he added, "Whenever you feeling like door hopping, feel free to. I just need to get a few things."
With that, he headed upstairs, to his room, and immediately started bringing what he needed. Or figured he needed. An extra few changes of clothes, both formal and non formal, his Green Arrow costume (just in case), his bow and arrow (again, just in case), and something else: a duffel bag full of an assortment of other arrows he might need. Anything from explosive to tazer. Foam Cement to bola, basically they ran the gamut on what he felt he needed. A special arrow was also there: though it looked more like a large cylinder with fletching, it was one of Jonathan's finest creations. Though Oliver Queen likely had something similar, Jonathan perfected the design and dubbed it 'the Cluster Arrow'. Zipping up the duffle bag, he brought that and his suitcase, which had everything else, and headed downstairs, waiting for Evie to come back from wherever she was.
"Okay, it was more than a few things, he finally said with a laugh, "Are we ready?"
Evie let out a sigh of relief. She was terribly claustrophobic, and it didn't take much for her to panic. She could even faint, if left in an enclosed area for too long. "Thank goodness... Small spaces and I are things that should never mix. I'll be back in just a few minutes...." With that, she stood and walked to the closest door, pausing for a moment before opening it and walking through.
She came out into her tiny apartment, immediately going to her closet and finding her black suitcase. It was small enough to carry like a briefcase, but big enough to hold quite a bit. She would often fondly say that it was bigger on the inside. She packed the necessities and the outfits that she might need, which included a dress, just in case. Once she had changed and put her hair up, and called her boss to say that she needed to take some time off, she walked back through the door, appearing back in Jonathan's home. "How does this look?"
....and calm as the lake.
Out of Cake: You should have said it was small, 'cause then Jonathan could have had Evie clinging to him for however long it took them to get there. =w=
"Name's Jonathan Price, CEO of Price Industries. And I can interest you in a deal that benefits both of us."
Codename: The Green Arrow Status: Healthy Thoughts: Alright, if nothing else is wrong, then off we go. OOC:
"Wonderful," was all Jonathan said in response. She did really look like a professional woman right now. With his luggage in hand, he smiled and opened the door, leading them out to his Ferrari, where he put his stuff in the trunk, leaving enough room for her stuff. After she put her own stuff in, he closed the trunk, and went to the passenger side, opening the door so she can get in the high priced car first. After getting in the driver's seat, he closed the door and was just about to start the car when his phone rang. What could be the issue now?
"Jonathan here. What? My jet's engine is busted? Well how am I supposed to get to Gotham then? Oh, you're borrowing another plane? Ah okay, I'll be sure to pay them back for their kindess. Mhmmm, okay bye," Jonathan then hung up the phone and looked sheepishly at Evie, "Evie, there may be a slight problem. My private jet's engine just died, so while it's getting fixed, we'll have to use another plane. The issue is, it's smaller than mine."
It was like the universe was trying it's best to inconvenience him. He didn't know how well Evie was going to handle being in a smaller space. With that, he started the car, and began to pull out of the parking area, his next stop being Ferris Airline, which was near Ferris Aircraft.
Evie was once again impressed. She had never seen a Ferrarri before, unless you counted television and the movies. It really was a lovely automobile. Even so, she preferred older cars, like Aston Martins, Buicks (the 1932 model was exceptionally nice), and '57 Chevys. Ooh, that was an especially gorgeous car. There was just something about the cars of that era that made them look so elegant in her eyes.
Upon hearing of this complication, Evie immediately froze up, her breath catching in her throat. So she would be stuck in a small space. The question was, just how small? If it was around the size of a large elevator or smaller, she would definitely panic at some point or another, maybe even faint from sheer terror. She quickly shut her eyes tight and began to pray to Athena for strength.....
Alias: Jonathan Price Status: Healthy Thoughts: *gulp* Here we go OOC: So we aren't held up by Vaan having to leave, I am puppeteering his character to get us to Coast City
Current Quiver: 70/75 13 Standard Broad head Arrows 10 Taser Arrows 10 Quick Drying Foam Cement Arrows 5 Bola Arrows 10 Zipline Arrows 9 Boxing Glove Arrows 5 Explosive Putty Arrows 4 Flash Bang Grenade Arrows 5 Smoke Arrows
"Abdi, bring us down here."
Jonathan asked his Martian friend. His home was in sight, his arms were cold as hell, and he needed to get down so he can feel grass under his boots again. Though he had gotten over his fear of heights, he still was uneasy about leaving the ground unless he was in his private jet or on something that wasn't going to drop him. Like Evie's horse for example. When he did get on the ground, the green and black clad archer actually went on his knees and spread his arms out wide, hugging the ground, "LAND! I have missed you!" He said before he regained composure and stood up, looking over towards Evie, who was asleep in Mike-El's arms, "Is she okay?"
He knew someone like Mike wouldn't hurt her, but he was still concerned for her safety. She was a strong woman, as she had no fear of going into melee with others. But when the armor was off, she was just so fragile looking, as if she was a porcelain doll and the slightest touch would break her. Perhaps it was a case of him making sure his guest was alright, but whether it was much more than that was up for debate.
Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 8:15 pm
✸✸✸ Goodbye ●The place of Memories FLYING TO A PLACE⇡UNTOUCHED BY MEMORIES ★xBlessed By The Friendly Spirits :Of Oldex мɩϲჩɑεℓ кεɲʈ
The flight didn't take nearly as long as he thought it would have, and it didn't take very long for them to reach their destination. Apparently, a Seaside home was the safest place for them to speak in Coast City, and he would not doubt where Arrow decided to have them land. Landing directly behind them, he could only chuckle as Arrow praised the land they now stood on. "I think she's okay. Nothing is wrong with her vitals, and her heart beat is stable. She's just tired." spoke Mike as he looked down to the sleeping warrior in his arms. "Do you have a couch or something for her?"
Contrary to Michael's belief, Evie was not okay. As per usual, she was having what seemed to be a nightmare. But unlike the others, this one seemed very, very real. She was in a dark place, darker than anything natural, and could hear Merlin's voice, but it sounded so far away, she could barely make out what he was saying.
Beware, young hero.... Evil is afoot!
She tried to move toward the direction of the old wizard, but his voice continued to fade away until she heard no more. Still, she wasn't alone. She heard something coming closer, felt a dark presence so powerful and overwhelming that it was all she could do to not scream in terror and flee. There was a sudden flash of gold to her right-- but nothing was there when she looked. To her left--!! Again, nothing. Still, she could hear it. It seemed to come from everywhere at once, in front, from behind, on either side, it was just too much. Out in reality, her heart rate picked up and her body tensed.
In the dream realm, Evie closed her eyes, waiting for it to end. Still it came, getting closer and closer with every moment. Then it just... stopped. After a few moments of silence, she dared to open her eyes. He was right in front of her. Golden armor, blonde hair, mesmerizing eyes the color of blood, a devious smirk that hinted at evil intentions.... Evie gasped and ran. Whoever that was, he was someone of the dark forces, a person to avoid at all costs. She ran, and ran, until she found herself facing a wall covered in shadow. She was trapped.
Quickly, she turned to see how far away the man was, but was shocked to find him only a few yards away, slowly advancing toward her. Her breath came in short, shallow pants as terror filled her. She tried to run to the side, but the man grinned and raised one arm, a wall of pure shadows rising up on either side of her to keep her there. The man was a mere six feet away now... five... four...! Then he stopped. He raised one hand and snapped his fingers, chuckling as tendrils of darkness grew from the wall and began to ensnare her, snaking around her waist, neck, and limbs, slowly dragging her into the shadows. Evie screamed and struggled as more and more of the tendrils wrapped themselves around her body, eventually silencing her as they covered her mouth. She couldn't get away. The last thing she saw was the man's glowing red eyes, his laughter echoing in her ears as she succumbed to the darkness....
....and calm as the lake.
Out of Cake: Hey, time for nightmares.
Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 11:12 pm
Periwinkle_the_Eevee_2
Vaan_Hatake
Aaron Reborn
Green Arrow
"Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price Status: Healthy Thoughts: *gulp* Here we go OOC: So we aren't held up by Vaan having to leave, I am puppeteering his character to get us to Coast City
Current Quiver: 70/75 13 Standard Broad head Arrows 10 Taser Arrows 10 Quick Drying Foam Cement Arrows 5 Bola Arrows 10 Zipline Arrows 9 Boxing Glove Arrows 5 Explosive Putty Arrows 4 Flash Bang Grenade Arrows 5 Smoke Arrows
"Don't worry Micheal, I got her," Jonathan answered, taking Evie's body from Micheals arms, "She's also my guest while she's here in America. I'll take her up to her room," he smiled at both Micheal and Abdi as he went towards his home. He noticed that she was more tense than normal, and she was breathing just a little bit harder. She wasn't fine at all, something was seriously distressing her. And it pained him to see that, for he couldn't do a thing about it.
As he went into his house, he slowly took her upstairs, keeping an eye on her face in case he noticed something he didn't see before. He did see that her expression was definitely more distressed than normal and when he finally got to her room, he laid her down on her bed, even taking the time to pull the covers over her body. He didn't even bother to take off her clothes, mostly out of concern for her modesty and because it just didn't feel right to do so. He was about to leave her room when he stopped and looked back at her sleeping form. He hesitated a little, his blue eyes settling over her distressed face, which should be peacefully sleeping away her exhaustion.
He decided to go back towards her bedside and sat down for a brief amount of time, taking her hand and leaning over to gently kiss her forehead before he said, "Goodnight Evie, see you in the morning light," he then got up off the bed and headed back outside towards Micheal and Abdi, nodding towards both aliens, "She'll be fine. As you said Micheal, she just needs some rest. Now we need to talk. Because obviously this is starting to seem a bit odd. You guys know about heroes like your father, or J'onn J'onnz, or even Oliver Queen disappearing without a trace right? Now, not even a couple years later, people who adopted the moniker's of these fallen heroes have began to show up. I have doubts that this is just a coincidence."
Jonathan may not have a solid connection with the original Green Arrow, being only a fan of his heroic antics, but he knew that Mike-El becoming Superboy or Abdi becoming the Martian Manhunter was no coincidence. He was hoping that Mike or Abdi can shed some light on the situation, as they were much more mobile long distance than him.
Location: Above the Atlantic Ocean With: Nathaniel Feeling: Calm
A yellow ball. He had been reduced to sitting in wait within a yellow ball of energy. While he could have broken out sometime after he had first seen land, he was instead taking the time out to go over what he had learned in his little encounter. "Warrior of Sinestro, you wield a weapon that grants you quite the amount of abilities. Energy Beams, Force-Fields, Weapon Creation, Some type of mind probing, Flight, and what I can only assume is the Manipulation of one's own Fear..." The limitations on how far the male could dig into memories was unknown to him at the moment, but he had gone so far as his own childhood in order to find images of his family to use against him. The power of the illusions was even great enough, that when powered by his own fear of his father, the Wisdom of Athena became clouded. In the fight, he had also learned a bit about his own connection to his Godly family. For instance, they could activate his War God Mode, even when his bracers were on. He'd have to ask them not to do that again so that he could properly fight his opponents, or he'd just have to find a way to snap himself out of the False War God Mode before anything happened.
"If you could do that much with such a small ring, I question what else you can do. Surely that is not all if you could trap me within this ball." Putting his hands on the walls of his imprisonment, he began to push against it softly. It felt as though it could be broken if he applied enough force behind his punches, but what would happen because of him doing so? Sighing softly, he crossed his arms and laid back against the construct itself. His great healing at kicked in sometime after he had first seen land, and by this time, most of the wounds he had received were closed, or very close to closing completely. It was at that very moment, that he felt his prison come to a slow halt. Moments after, the inside of the prison changed drastically as his body slammed against the top of it due to the sudden drop. As far as he could tell, he was falling from the sky, and would more than likely due a considerable amount of damage to whatever was beneath him if not stopped...
OOC: Graceful entrance...Obtained!
Groganofthewasteland
Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 3:53 pm
✸✸✸ Goodbye ●The place of Memories FLYING TO A PLACE⇡UNTOUCHED BY MEMORIES ★xBlessed By The Friendly Spirits :Of Oldex мɩϲჩɑεℓ кεɲʈ
Nodding in retaliation, he handed Evie's body off to Arrow before watching the male enter what he could only assume, was his house. Immediately after the male disappeared by the door, Mike's X-Ray vision kicked in. It was not that he did not trust Arrow, he just wanted to make sure they both made it up to her room without problem. When the male descended back downstairs and towards them, a small smile could be seen on Mike's face. He had seen the little kiss on her forehead, and was immediately formulating plots in his head in response to it. "Your right, and I'm sure its anything but coincidence. There's a saying, or maybe its a generalization..the point is. Something states, that there always has to be a balance in the world, and that the world is constantly correcting itself to make sure the balance remains intact. I'm sure its not coincidence either that we've all met at one point or another.." It was strange however, to think that he went to the same school as a hero, and said hero was one of the most shy people he ever thought he'd meet. Next day, that same shy person would be going to battle fighting for his life.
Needless to say, there were others in the world who'd probably say the same thing if they discovered what he could do with his powers, but that was for another time. Now however, something brightly colored was passing overheard, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Damian! "Scratch that favor Abdi..I found him.." spoke Michael slowly as he fell into a quick crouch. Given how fast Damian seemed to be falling within his prison, Mike would no doubt have to go just as fast in order to prevent damage to the area around him. With no word of warning, Michael shot straight up into the air, causing any on the ground below him to feel an immense gust of wind as he put both fists in front of him. A large crash resounded through the area as the yellow light soon dissipated, and as Mike began to lower towards the ground, it would not take long for those below to realize that he now had a male in his arms as well. "Should I even ask how you got put into this Damian?" questioned Mike with a light chuckle.
It didn't take long for his feet to regain their connection with the ground, and as they did, he put Damian back down and on his feet again. "Abdi, Green Arrow. I'd like to introduce you to my close friend, the Prince of the Amazons, Wonder Boy." Indeed, he had introduced his friend as though he were a professional wrestler, but to Mike, that seemed like the type of entrance befitting a Prince. Smiling widely, he wrapped his arms around his sibling before looking at both Arrow and Abdi for their responses.
It was completely dark. She couldn't see, or hear, but she could still feel the tendrils dragging her down, further and further into the cold, inky blackness. Evie tried to struggle, she tried as hard as she could, but she couldn't break free, their grip was just too strong.... Slowly, her struggles grew weaker, and eventually ceased. She was too tired to fight it any longer.
No... No, please, let me out...! Let me go....
Just when she was about to give up all hope, she felt someone take hold of her hand, gently tugging her free from the darkness. Oh gods and goddesses, her pleas were heard...! She could feel it, her arm was free now, her head was, too, but the tendrils clung stubbornly to her, covering her eyes. Whoever it was continued to pull her out, prying them off as he did. When the shadows finally released her, she saw her rescuer. It was Jonathan. Never before had she felt so relieved or happy to see someone.
With the nightmare gone, Evie let out a small, contented sigh, now able to sleep in peace....
....and calm as the lake.
Out of Cake: This post is really crappy by my standards, but whatever.
Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 7:50 pm
Periwinkle_the_Eevee_2
Vaan_Hatake
Aaron Reborn
Green Arrow
"Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price Status: Healthy Thoughts: Is today a series of Weird Events?
Current Quiver: 70/75 13 Standard Broad head Arrows 10 Taser Arrows 10 Quick Drying Foam Cement Arrows 5 Bola Arrows 10 Zipline Arrows 9 Boxing Glove Arrows 5 Explosive Putty Arrows 4 Flash Bang Grenade Arrows 5 Smoke Arrows
Micheal was right. It seems the world is always trying to keep some kind of balance within itself. When an empire gains too much power, it begins to crumble. When a country is overpopulated, a massive natural disaster comes to wipe out entire settlements. Fire embodies this, when it destroys a forest, it also helps to bring the forest back with the ashes. Somehow, it makes sense that when evil begins to have the upper hand, something happens to bring the world back into equilibrium. It could explain why Oliver Queen and all the Justice League disappeared, then years later, new people show up with similar mantles.
He was just about to comment about the coincidences when a large yellow ball shot over their heads, Micheal then going after, while mentioning something about a favor to Abdi. Jonathan's vision, while not on Micheal's level, was keen enough to pick up the fact that a man was in that ball. Something about the energy though made Jonathan uneasy. Even from this distance, it felt as if it was reaching for his soul to pry out his darkest secrets. It made him so uneasy, he reach for an arrow when Micheal solved the issue of the man's prison with his own fists. Now that he got a better look at him, Jonathan realized a couple of things: one, the new arrival was a bit less built than Micheal, but still had that aura of power around him. And two, the stylized double "w's" on his chest. Being the man he is, who has researched everything on Green Arrow and the Justice League, he recognized that logo as belonging to Wonder Woman.
That makes him the inheritor of her legacy, as Micheal soon confirmed. A chuckle escape his lips at the way he introduced his Amazonian friend. It reminded him of an old announcer on TV. He was waiting for Micheal yelling something about getting ready to rumble. But there was no need. Despite the Amazon's durability, he could tell the man's been in a fight recently, "I'm just going to assume that special circumstances happened with him. I always thought Amazons were a all woman race and they would kill nearly every man who stepped on their little slice of paradise," Jonathan answered as he stood face to face with the new arrival and smiled, "You almost had a rough landing there, man. Thankfully, Mikey did his Superboy thing to pop that bubble you were in. Well, before I forget my manners some more," Jonathan said as he held out his hand, a big smile on his face while he adjusted his sunglasses with his free hand, "Green Arrow, nice to meet you."
Abdi nodded to Michael, understanding his little message."Well, it appears we have found another of our kind. Judging by your stylized logos, your confident countenance, and your overall appearance, I would have guessed that you are some form of Amazonian, though how you exist baffles me. It is comforting to know that Michael has validated my inference. As our mutual comrade here stated, my name is Abdi. You may call me Martian Manhunter if you so wish."
Abdi turned to Jonathan, an extremely uncharacteristic chuckle escaping from his throat. It sounded pained, almost robotic in sound. Laughing wasn't a sound Abdi was used to, but then again, when one killed for their entire life, and then watched their planet's genocide, laughter isn't easy to come by. This laugh seemed to be souring the entire room, however, and so Abdi changed it, focusing intently as he subtly modified his actual throat to allow a much more soothing laugh. In retrospect, learning how to do that would have been extremely useful when first starting out. Abdi could already become anything he physically wanted to; now he could maybe learn to sound like the thing he was mimicking as well.
"I assume your private jet doesn't go as fast as I did?"He asked, his now-bubbly laugh ringing throughout the front yard of Jonathan's home. Their little flight had been hectic indeed. Halfway to their location, Abdi had simply gotten sick of carrying Jonathan, so he had morphed into an enormous bird, with a saddle-like crest on its back, so as to carry him more comfortably. That had gotten boring as well, so Abdi created a thin webbing over the saddle, creating a bubble that let air permeate through, and had picked up his speed drastically, cutting their flight by almost two hours.
However, Jonathan was entirely right in this case. The donning of the mantles of fallen JLA heroes was most likely not a coincidence. However, to Abdi's knowledge, there was no evil underlying plot from any villain, nor was it some random whim of a powerful being. But there must have been a reason, shouldn't there?
"I know not why we all have met, and have all taken up the respective positions of heroes. It is vital that we figure out why. In my mind, the best option is to investigate areas of interest to our predecessors for clues, and if possible, the Hall of Justice, and the Satellite HQ, though the second will be an endeavor only for Michael and myself."
