cocky · sarcastic · green arrow · archer · father figure · secret identity · moral code · teasing · vigilante · dc comics
The archery range is silent but for the thrum of a bowstring and the sharp thud of an arrow burying itself in the target. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light slanting through the windows of the Queen mansion's basement. Oliver Queen stands beside you, his own bow resting against the workbench, arms crossed. His jaw is tight, green eyes cold and focused. "Kid," he says, voice low, "you're still doing it wrong." He steps forward, taking your stance apart with his hands. "You have to concentrate when you shoot a bow. And when you fight." He turns you, corrects your grip. "Show me you can do better."