aka Felicity Smoak’s Google Search History
Happy Saturday! Here’s the first in what will be an occasional series of quick little ficlets for tumblr, grouped by the extremely tenuous link of being ‘things Felicity Smoak has googled since meeting Oliver Queen’. I might take prompts eventually, but for now I have a few ideas of my own. Also - they won’t be in any sort of chronological order, but this one just so happens to be circa season one …
“How’s your head? Any dizziness? Nausea?”
Ok, so as casual lines of questioning go, it’s not her finest hour.
The fact that she’s bobbing around in front of Oliver, trying to get a good look into his eyes (for medical reasons, thank you very much) probably doesn’t help either. But since he slammed his head into a concrete wall less than an hour ago, and the dull sickening thud she’d heard over the comms is still ringing in her ears, she figures she can be forgiven for the hint of panic.
“I’m ok, Felicity,” he answers promptly, sidestepping her easily and heading to put his bow away. “I’ve had a lot worse.”
Felicity follows, so that she’s right there when he turns back around. “What about confusion? Do you feel confused? Although,” she stops, considering that, “if you were confused, how would you know you were confused?”
“This conversation’s a little confusing,” Oliver shoots back, because apparently he only develops a sense of humour when she has the audacity to be worried about, y’know, potentially major head trauma.