sometimes people leave you halfway through the wood

[madskilled]

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[positiveinfluence]

[He makes a face because he likes to think he still does. He didn't kill anyone in that mess. Theoretically, his hands are still clean.

But that's not the point.]

How do you know I don't now?

[slavophile]

Because, you're with them.

( But, their philosophy isn't his. )

I could tell Isaac you're here in the bar with me.

[positiveinfluence]

[Cooper raises an eyebrow before shifting to face him more.]

And what would he do about it, do you think?

[slavophile]

I don't know. You're here, you're a hunter, he'd be interested.

( But, what would he do. What would he really do. When he turns, William does the same, and under the low light of the hole-in-the-wall London bar, this close to him, William sees for the first time that he'd be interested, too. But not because he's a hunter. )

[positiveinfluence]

I don't think he'd want to actually talk to a hunter that Allison hadn't vetted herself first. At least, that would be my thought if I was a werewolf playing with fire.

[But that being said.]

Honestly, unless I intended to kill you - which for the record, I don't - I think he'd probably tell you to stay off my radar. Not let me buy you a drink.

[Oh, look, he's drunk enough to start semi-flirting.]

[slavophile]

I walked right into your gin joint radar.

( Oh look at.. that. )

You can get my next. ( He shouldn't stay leaned forward or close. ) I'm not easily killed, if you were looking to end my life tonight. I could take you.

[positiveinfluence]

I'm sure you could.

[He lifts his hand to flag the bartender again.]

Good thing I'm not trying to kill you.

[slavophile]

Yeah. Good for you.

(He finishes the first drink and downs the other whiskey he'd ordered. )

What happened after? You and Garrett took off.

[positiveinfluence]

With Bridget down, we could get out. He didn't really want to stay put.

[And honestly, he was not in the best head space so he let himself be lead.]

I had to find my dad. Make sure he was okay.

[slavophile]

Is he?

( Well that hits viscerally. He's here drinking, but maybe from everything and not finding his dad in danger. )

[positiveinfluence]

Yeah, he's fine.

[He looks up with a bitter smirk.]

Already towing the company line, like his choice to join up isn't part of the reason why Luke is dead.

[slavophile]

So, you joined because your dad did. He's done this without Monroe, too. That's - he did it right before?

( Does he want to talk about this? He asks anyway! )

[positiveinfluence]

[He shrugs, unsure how to answer that.]

I thought we did. We certainly didn't organize assaults like this unless it was something really big and really bad. A prince of Hell trying to invade the world or some shit. Winchester level bullshit.

[Which might mean nothing to William, but most hunters understood the implications.]

Not a harmless town full of witches. I thought there was something wrong.

[slavophile]

You thought right. I can't imagine my ideology being questioned on that big a scale. It was like you were on a ride you couldn't stop.

( He considers this, staying leaned in, hand around the new drink ordered from him. )

My name is William Queen. My father is Oliver Queen.

[positiveinfluence]

No shit.

[Look, the Green Arrow is the Green Arrow, even however many decades later. You can't blame him for being a little star struck.]

Do he and the Flash actually hang out?

[Yep, he's drunk.]

[slavophile]

Uncle Barry was at my graduation.

( Is that like street cred? )

[positiveinfluence]

[He holds up his hands and shakes his head, because nope. He doesn't need that responsibility.]

Don't tell me what his secret identity is. I know how superhero rules work.

[It's not his fault that William's dad went public.]

[slavophile]

It's fine, there are, how many Barry's in the United States? ( He squints, raising his eyebrows. ) So, you know what I carry with me, what my father is to me. I believe in what he did.

[positiveinfluence]

Yeah, I get it.

[Coop sighs as he takes another sip of his drink.]

So your dad's a superhero and I'm guessing your sister is a Slayer? You really just got dragged into the shit, huh.

[slavophile]

She got dragged into it more recently, and, it's not like I keep out of it. You just don't hear about what I get involved in. I'm the genius of the family.

( The modest genius. )

[positiveinfluence]

Oh, a genius, huh?

[A slow smile stretches across his face.]

Some would argue that a genius would find ways to avoid stuff like this.

[slavophile]

Like... sharing an innocent drink next to a ( very tired ) very cute hunter?

( or, maybe he means being here at all. around hunters and a werewolf Cooper does not like. )

[positiveinfluence]

Is it an innocent drink?

[It's a real question, he's trying to figure out how to read this.]

Technically, you could call this drinking with the enemy. Which I assume is perfectly fine if you're into that sort of thing.

[slavophile]

It's not a guilty drink. Do you feel guilty?

( You didn't hear him call you cute but mean to call you tired? Good, let's just keep moving. )

[positiveinfluence]

[Oh he definitely heard you call him cute.]

I don't feel guilty. But I'm supposed to be the bad guy, remember?

[He's mostly kidding about him being the bad guy.]