Felicity and Laurel 26
"I've been thinking..." Felicity looked up her friend's words and smiled.
"That won't end well" She got a totally unprofessional tongue poked out her, drawing a giggle from the hacker, one her friend joined in on. Finally settling Laurel looked across at her friend.
"It's about your idea, to maybe not try and be the Canary, to be someone else" Felicity nodded, she remembered.
"So what did you have in mind?"
"I don't know, I thought about your suggestion to use the Huntress name, I mean I like the name and what it means, but I'm not going to run around in a purple leather overcoat and shoot people with a crossbow" Felicity frowned and waved the idea away with her hand.
"Of course not, that was Helena's shtick and she was certifiable. Do you still want to keep the name?" Laurel looked uncertain.
"Yeah, maybe, but I'm not sure about the uniform" She was unprepared for the sudden look of glee that appeared in her friend's face.
"I can help you there, no problem, no problem whatsoever" She smiled to herself, much to Laurel's surprise. "If anything the problem will be too much choice" Laurel frowned suspiciously.
"You seem to be way too happy about this" Felicity's smile lit up the room.
"Trust me; can you come over to my place Sunday?" Laurel thought about it, her social life wasn't amounting to much lately.
"I guess" She watched Felicity fist pump.
"This is going to be so good" Felicity looked up at her. "Spend the next few days thinking about what you want to look like, the sort of look you're going for and we can refine it on Sunday"
Laurel was about to dig further when Roy's voice came up on the radio, he'd spotted movement down on the docks, the Team was looking for leads on the source of Russian-made automatic weapons making their way onto the streets of Starling City; a freighter was due in tonight direct from Tartus in Syria, with all the chaos in that region the chance someone was skimming off weapons for sale overseas was pretty high.
Laurel dropped into the seat next to Felicity, handling the feeds from security cameras in the area that Felicity hacked into, while calling up their bug into the SCPD dispatch channel. Felicity meanwhile had called up maps, satellite images and floor plans from the City's planning department, layering them on her screens with the trackers from the Team's members so she would have a bird's eye view of the scene.
Over twenty minutes the team gathered as the freighter docked, the security camera feed showing more than a dozen armed men awaiting its arrival. Dig headed for a nearby roof with a clear view of the site, taking his snipers rifle with him, while Oliver joined Roy closer to the ship. They watched as a crane lifted a single container off the ship, lowering it to the wharf where it was opened by the men waiting.
"Bingo" At Laurel's comment Felicity leaned over and watched on her screen as the men brandished what looked like assault rifles, M16s and AK's. She nodded at her companion and spoke into the mike.
"According to Wikipedia Syria exports lots of textiles, crude petroleum, calcium phosphates and vegetables, none of which seem to be in that container. Assault rifles on the other hand…" Oliver's voice was quiet but determined.
"Let's take them down" There was silence for a few seconds as they watched Oliver and Roy's trackers move closer on the map on Felicity's screen before he spoke again. "Dig, take out their vehicles"
"Roger that" Over the comms channel they heard a metallic sound then a series of loud rifle shots as John put bullets through the engine blocks of the vans and cars assembled there, within seconds none of them were going anywhere under their own power. Roy and Oliver moved in under cover of the confusion, disabling the men on the dock one by one even as the ship's crew fled back aboard. There was a lot of indiscriminate shooting but none of the shots came near Oliver or Roy, Laurel waited a few minutes to see if anyone called it in before placing her own untraceable call to report many shots fired on the dock.
Seconds later she heard the dispatch call sending units to the area, something she relayed to the team who started backing out, covering the exits off the wharf to keep the bad guys bottled up, Laurel using the security camera's to spot runners and Felicity guiding them in to intercept. Five minutes later the area was swarming with SCPD as the team faded away, another good night's work done. Confident everyone was safe, unhurt and on their way back, Felicity muted the comms and turned to her friend.
"So have you decided what sort of weapons you're going to use?" Laurel leaned back in the chair.
"Sort of, that staff's not really my thing, too long and difficult to use in close quarters without a butt load more training than I'm going to get anytime soon" Felicity nodded as Laurel continued "I was thinking maybe two shorter batons, they add reach and power and you can use then to both strike and defend" Felicity nodded, already typing something into her computer. A few seconds later she sat back and indicated the screen.
"Something like these, ASP telescopic batons? A lot of police forces use them" Laurel nodded slowly, taking in the weapons.
"Telescopic would mean they're easier to carry round too, which is good" Felicity nodded, making a note on her tablet, then looking up.
"What else?" Laurel frowned for a moment.
"I know I said I didn't want to use a crossbow, but some kind of ranged weapon can't hurt, preferably something that can't be used against me" Felicity nodded slowly, head down, obviously thinking it through, before she looked up.
"How good's your throwing arm?" Laurel tilted her head to look at her.
"I used to have a wicked fastball in college and pitched for SCU's women's baseball team, why?" Felicity nodded to herself, making notes on her tablet.
"Let me get back to you on that" She paused and looked up. "Y'know, I'm going to miss you when you end up going out into the field" Laurel's eyes widened in surprise as Felicity continued. "I mean it's a lot easier having both of us monitoring the team when they're out on a mission" Laurel shook her head slowly.
"Felicity, you did a great job before I arrived and you'll continue to do it when I'm out there, listening in to you while you look out for us" Felicity shrugged in an attempt to brush her praise off.
"Maybe, but it gets a bit lonely in here, it's good to have company" Laurel just smiled, before waving across at the team's most recent addition.
"How can you possibly be lonely, you have Smokey for company" Felicity looked over to where their great grey furry lump was curled up on the couch, sleeping happily.
"Him?" She scoffed. "That cat sleeps more than the rest of the team combined" Laurel grinned as she grabbed both their coffee mugs and headed for the jug for refills.
"Jealousy's a curse Miss Smoak" Felicity just shook her head.
"And don't I know it"