OLIVER
After hearing the tragic events of what happened at the Guild, Oliver felt so bad. It was nice to know that everyone had made it out safe, but something still rubbed him the wrong way. He didn't believe that it was an inside job, not in the slightest, but he felt bad that worse things could have happened.
Maybe it was his narcissism demanding that he do something good, get recognized for not being useless, or maybe he was a genuinely good human being who just wanted to help others. Oliver couldn't really tell which one it was, but he hoped it was the latter. But either way, he found himself heading towards the Guild. He wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but he had prepared for the worse.
It came as a surprise to see two familiar faces. One he knew very, very little about and the other...okay, he knew basically nothing about either. Whatever. Still, it looked like Deimos was working towards cleaning up while Amun was...doing whatever it was that Amun did. It looked like he was only really flirting so far, what a massive surprise.
Walking over to the wagon with the tools, he glanced over at Deimos. "I can help too if you'd like." He'd really rather not get burnt or die from smoke inhalation, so hopefully things wouldn't go too awry.
As he waited for a response, he glanced over at Amun. Now wasn't a good time to flirt, especially when they were handling such a serious situation. For now he'd try to talk to Amun like a normal person.
Maybe it was his narcissism demanding that he do something good, get recognized for not being useless, or maybe he was a genuinely good human being who just wanted to help others. Oliver couldn't really tell which one it was, but he hoped it was the latter. But either way, he found himself heading towards the Guild. He wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but he had prepared for the worse.
It came as a surprise to see two familiar faces. One he knew very, very little about and the other...okay, he knew basically nothing about either. Whatever. Still, it looked like Deimos was working towards cleaning up while Amun was...doing whatever it was that Amun did. It looked like he was only really flirting so far, what a massive surprise.
Walking over to the wagon with the tools, he glanced over at Deimos. "I can help too if you'd like." He'd really rather not get burnt or die from smoke inhalation, so hopefully things wouldn't go too awry.
As he waited for a response, he glanced over at Amun. Now wasn't a good time to flirt, especially when they were handling such a serious situation. For now he'd try to talk to Amun like a normal person.
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