Oliver had been assigned jobs before. Actually, he thought that Amanda Waller was more frightening than any computer was, so there was that at least. What remained to be seen was what the computer knew about his background. Did it know about his life as the Green Arrow? Military or protection forces. Working with Waller? Black Ops of some kind. He wasn't sure what it would make of Oliver Queen, the many times failed businessman and former socialite.
"Interesting," he replied, thinking about what it meant security-wise that the central power of the machine was in the south and not the middle. It meant that the thing either felt secure from outside forces period or else any threat was coming from the north and the south was its most secure spot. But as considered his surroundings, another, more terrible thought occurred to him. Damien Darkh had set up a refuge from the terror he was planning on inflicting. It didn't look anything like the internals that they were going through, but fresh air? Outside? That certainly was familiar. Darkh's refuge hadn't looked like it was underground.
He opened his mouth to ask one question, but quickly changed his mind. He couldn't ask what had happened in this supposed future to create a world like this because what little he'd seen said that he was supposed to believe that this was normal. He was supposed to be just another cog in the machine. So instead he'd ask a more pertinent question. "Are there any gym facilities? Working out helps me focus." Which was true. It also had the side benefit of keeping him in roughly fighting trim until he could figure out what was going on.
Of course, he was admitting a little to acknowledging a portion of his actual personality, but he doubted that it could be avoided completely. He could fake being relatively mundane, but he was pretty sure that he couldn't fake being a complete nonentity. So if he was going to have to reveal some things, he'd reveal things that led to practical results.
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"Interesting," he replied, thinking about what it meant security-wise that the central power of the machine was in the south and not the middle. It meant that the thing either felt secure from outside forces period or else any threat was coming from the north and the south was its most secure spot. But as considered his surroundings, another, more terrible thought occurred to him. Damien Darkh had set up a refuge from the terror he was planning on inflicting. It didn't look anything like the internals that they were going through, but fresh air? Outside? That certainly was familiar. Darkh's refuge hadn't looked like it was underground.
He opened his mouth to ask one question, but quickly changed his mind. He couldn't ask what had happened in this supposed future to create a world like this because what little he'd seen said that he was supposed to believe that this was normal. He was supposed to be just another cog in the machine. So instead he'd ask a more pertinent question. "Are there any gym facilities? Working out helps me focus." Which was true. It also had the side benefit of keeping him in roughly fighting trim until he could figure out what was going on.
Of course, he was admitting a little to acknowledging a portion of his actual personality, but he doubted that it could be avoided completely. He could fake being relatively mundane, but he was pretty sure that he couldn't fake being a complete nonentity. So if he was going to have to reveal some things, he'd reveal things that led to practical results.