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[Len slips his phone away and wastes no time going in search of his partner. He walks down the hall and knocks on his door, and waits for him to open it, then leans against the doorway with his arms folded]
We're going to be having a guest for a few days. Barry Allen.
We're going to be having a guest for a few days. Barry Allen.
[It's not like he's gotten a chance to take it for a spin lately, but regular maintenance on the heat gun means he'll be able to whenever the opportunity arises. But it's not exactly a job that needs a lot of singleminded focus. Which is a good thing, because that's some unexpected news.
He steps back to let Len in and goes back to the table.]
Yeah? You shackin' up with him for a while?
He steps back to let Len in and goes back to the table.]
Yeah? You shackin' up with him for a while?
[Len comes in, glancing towards the heat gun and then dismissing it. He snorts with laughter at the question, realizing that he really shouldn't be surprised that Mick knows him so well]
Seems I am. He called me up tonight and asked to stay with me a couple days - surprising, since we've only met once since he got here, and he's got no memory of me from Central City.
Seems I am. He called me up tonight and asked to stay with me a couple days - surprising, since we've only met once since he got here, and he's got no memory of me from Central City.
[There's a little hmm of interest as Mick sits down and picks the process right back up where he'd left off.]
Yeah, hadda introduce myself to him at Cheese Day. He in trouble? Here?
[How had a boy scout hero like Barry Allen gotten himself in trouble, here, already, when Mick and Len not only hadn't managed it yet but had started a legit business venture?]
Yeah, hadda introduce myself to him at Cheese Day. He in trouble? Here?
[How had a boy scout hero like Barry Allen gotten himself in trouble, here, already, when Mick and Len not only hadn't managed it yet but had started a legit business venture?]
[Pretty damn fascinatin' in fact. Mick hasn't run into everyone, but he knows Ramon's here, and Dr. Snow's here. Those two alone oughta be the people Barry Allen goes to, right?]
So don't throw him out if I find him sulking up here, huh? I'll make a mental note.
So don't throw him out if I find him sulking up here, huh? I'll make a mental note.
I'm always nice. It's part of my winning charm.
[Delivered with the straightest of faces. The paint almost crinkles from the heat of that lie, but he's never needlessly cruel, at least. And it's not as if he doesn't like the kid.
Although that's certainly an image. The Flash, bartending for them?]
You want him behind the bar? Doesn't exactly fit the general ambience, does he.
[Delivered with the straightest of faces. The paint almost crinkles from the heat of that lie, but he's never needlessly cruel, at least. And it's not as if he doesn't like the kid.
Although that's certainly an image. The Flash, bartending for them?]
You want him behind the bar? Doesn't exactly fit the general ambience, does he.
[Good joke. Len grins in response and wanders over to the sofa, flopping down onto it and propping his head up on his hand. He gaze turns upwards as he considers it]
Should I put him in booty shorts? Wouldn't fit the ambiance, but it would at least be more entertaining.
Should I put him in booty shorts? Wouldn't fit the ambiance, but it would at least be more entertaining.
[Congrats, that earns you a snort of laughter. The Flash he knows, the one they've faced down a few times, he'd be able to laugh it off, or might even call Len's bluff, but the guy he'd introduced himself to? Might actually combust.]
You make him do that, you better lemme be there when you tell him.
You make him do that, you better lemme be there when you tell him.
Pretty sure I'm gonna see him in it anyway, someone's gotta train him, but I want to see if his face gets as red as that outfit of his.
[It isn't like Barry Allen has a poker face. At all. Even by the time they'd taken off on the Waverider. He's so easy to read it's almost sad.]
[It isn't like Barry Allen has a poker face. At all. Even by the time they'd taken off on the Waverider. He's so easy to read it's almost sad.]
[Len snickers. He knows they're both just joking around, but he hopes the next time Mick sees Barry he asks him why he's not wearing booty shorts, anyway.] I'll have to be delicate. Kid's so green he might just bolt at high speed when I suggest it.
[He laughs softly] Yeah, he's like a newborn calf, isn't he? Not that I know what those look like.
[He sobers and nods, frowning as he gives it some thought.] He wants to get away from all of his friends, and he said they lied to him about something. He's being cagey about what it is... but I'll figure it out eventually.
[He sighs and leans back against the sofa, wistful.] It'd be fun to have a speedster on our team, wouldn't you think?
[He sobers and nods, frowning as he gives it some thought.] He wants to get away from all of his friends, and he said they lied to him about something. He's being cagey about what it is... but I'll figure it out eventually.
[He sighs and leans back against the sofa, wistful.] It'd be fun to have a speedster on our team, wouldn't you think?
Huh. And he thinks he oughta trust us instead? They musta really got to him.
[Well, that's fine. Not the first time they've let someone crash. And they're getting something out of the deal, so it's all squared away as far as Mick's concerned.]
You gonna try gettin' him there? You worked with him once. Said he did good.
[Well, that's fine. Not the first time they've let someone crash. And they're getting something out of the deal, so it's all squared away as far as Mick's concerned.]
You gonna try gettin' him there? You worked with him once. Said he did good.
[knock knock knock.
guess who's slumped outside your door, mick. look, he even brought his blanket and pillow with him! which...is probably a good thing, given the fact he's barely awake right now.]
guess who's slumped outside your door, mick. look, he even brought his blanket and pillow with him! which...is probably a good thing, given the fact he's barely awake right now.]
[Mick's not asleep, which is a good thing because he's pretty hard to budge when he is. But he is more than a little confused when he opens the door, expecting Lisa or Len, and it's their new houseguest instead.
He stares for a second, leans out into the hall to stare at Len's door, then shrugs and steps back to let Barry inside. There's a couch in his apartment too, doesn't look like much but it's pretty comfortable, help yourself kid.]
He kick you out already?
He stares for a second, leans out into the hall to stare at Len's door, then shrugs and steps back to let Barry inside. There's a couch in his apartment too, doesn't look like much but it's pretty comfortable, help yourself kid.]
He kick you out already?
[alright, walking in a straight line. he can do this. he carefully makes his way inside, yawning widely as he takes a quick look around.]
No, but someone called Sara turned up, and I really don't need to hear him having sex. It's awkward enough.
[he holds up his pillow then, a pleading look on his face as he adds--] Can I stay here tonight?
No, but someone called Sara turned up, and I really don't need to hear him having sex. It's awkward enough.
[he holds up his pillow then, a pleading look on his face as he adds--] Can I stay here tonight?
Sara, huh?
[Yeah, that's a knowing, slightly filthy grin as Mick looks over again in the direction of Len's apartment, but it's gone soon enough, it's probably not that awkward.]
Snart let me know you were around. Knock yourself out.
[He waves Barry toward the couch, which is going to be very warm as it had contained Mick just a few seconds ago, but he's got other places he could be. Like this chair, leaning back and propping his boots on the table.
He'll probably give Barry just enough time to get comfortable and maybe start falling asleep before:] So how'd you end up with this as your best option?
[Yeah, that's a knowing, slightly filthy grin as Mick looks over again in the direction of Len's apartment, but it's gone soon enough, it's probably not that awkward.]
Snart let me know you were around. Knock yourself out.
[He waves Barry toward the couch, which is going to be very warm as it had contained Mick just a few seconds ago, but he's got other places he could be. Like this chair, leaning back and propping his boots on the table.
He'll probably give Barry just enough time to get comfortable and maybe start falling asleep before:] So how'd you end up with this as your best option?
[he all but flops onto the sofa, face down and largely ignoring just how he looks. it's only once mick settles into the chair that he twists his head enough to look at the other man. answering that particular question though; he knows it's unavoidable in the long run. leonard took him in afterall, so he really does owe him a better explanation. it's something that, by default, extends to the others too.]
The others lied to me about something important. Leonard didn't. [granted, he hasn't asked whether leonard even knows who eobard thawne is, but he really doesn't have any reason to have told him in the first place.]
I can get out of your way in the morning, if you want though.
The others lied to me about something important. Leonard didn't. [granted, he hasn't asked whether leonard even knows who eobard thawne is, but he really doesn't have any reason to have told him in the first place.]
I can get out of your way in the morning, if you want though.
[Doesn't want to talk about it. Not surprising, it's gotta be an uncomfortable thing, and Mick's not bored enough to pry. Maybe later, when they're working together and it isn't so raw for the kid.
Mick shrugs and shakes his head, waving around to indicate the spacious, if Spartan, apartment. A lot better than places he's crashed in the past, and Barry doesn't exactly take up a lot of space.]
Not like space is at a premium. Besides, I hear you're gonna take a shift or two downstairs, make up for the inconvenience.
Mick shrugs and shakes his head, waving around to indicate the spacious, if Spartan, apartment. A lot better than places he's crashed in the past, and Barry doesn't exactly take up a lot of space.]
Not like space is at a premium. Besides, I hear you're gonna take a shift or two downstairs, make up for the inconvenience.
Mmmm.... Fascinating, isn't it?
[There's a distinct, catlike purr to his tone. At the question, he glances over at Mick again]
He did do good - though he arrested me at the end. But then, we're legit now, so things are different. Maybe it's possible.
[There's a distinct, catlike purr to his tone. At the question, he glances over at Mick again]
He did do good - though he arrested me at the end. But then, we're legit now, so things are different. Maybe it's possible.
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