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strt_n_arrow ([personal profile] strt_n_arrow) wrote2011-08-24 05:31 pm
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Cissie is about to graduate from college (I'm open to suggestions as to which one.) After her finals, which she will be taking once she returns from the Thanksgiving Break, she will be graduating early with a degree in business/sports management. She has really enjoyed her experiences speaking to kids, and after the way her own mother handled her early career she wants to make a difference in young people's lives. She misses her friends in the Titans, and has made up her mind that she can't put off confronting her father any longer. It still makes her queasy to think about, but she has decided to move to San Francisco, start a business coaching kids, and introduce herself, for real, to Oliver Queen. Now that she's made the decision, she needs to get it off her chest or she will be way too distracted to take those finals. A quick phone call garnered her an invite to Thanksgiving with her old friend Cassie Sansmark and her mother. Cassie's Mom is out buying the cranberries they forgot when they went to the store the day before, and the two friends are busy working on the rest of the trimmings while they wait for the turkey to finish in the oven. 



"Thanks again for having me Cassie. I usually spend this one alone and giving thanks that I managed to dodge spending it with Mom." Cissie gives a little laugh, but there is obviously something going unsaid. She wouldn't be here if she didn't want to talk, but now that the time has come she clearly doesn't know how to get started.

[identity profile] markinthesands.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not saying it's a bad idea," Cassie says, holding up her hands. "If it's something you want, I'm like the last person ever who'd try to talk you out of it. I'm just making sure it's something you really do want to do, and you're not doing it because you think you should."

[identity profile] strt-n-arrow.livejournal.com 2011-09-03 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I know Cassie." Cissie moves over for a hug.
"I feel like I'm dumping all this out there, but I really just need to get it off my chest.
"Part of me IS doing it because I think I should, but I really do want to do it. I mean he's my father. I am not going to chicken out this time!"

[identity profile] markinthesands.livejournal.com 2011-09-07 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, what are friends for if not dumping on?" Cassie asks, returning the hug. "If it's something you really want to do, I'll drive you over myself and beat up the thugs in Star City so the two of you can talk without being interrupted!" She grins. "Or I can hang around and tell him for you if it looks like you're going to chicken out again."

She's just joking. Probably.

[identity profile] strt-n-arrow.livejournal.com 2011-09-08 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, I'll do it," she says, a little misty eyed, but pretending not to be.
"And thanks. Honestly, you're the only person I can talk to about stuff like this."

[identity profile] markinthesands.livejournal.com 2011-09-23 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome," Cassie says. "It sucks going through the Awkward Talk With Dad thing alone." She makes a face. "Of course in my case, I was the only one involved who didn't actually know who he was. So hey, at least you're the one in control on this!"