⚡ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ( ᴏᴘᴇɴ )

[accelero]

Who: barry allen / the flash & you, yes you
Where: all over wonderland and in the mansion
When: throughout february
Rating: pg-13 for safety
Summary: catch all for meeting barry & the flash
The Story:



( BARRY ▍when you feel like giving in, I'll believe )

[ february finds barry trying to figure out the details of the multiverse. wonderland is so far from whatever end central city might be at. it's not even earth and trying to calculate how it draws people from various multiverses is a mathematical equation that becomes so complicated he wishes he could ask cisco or professor stein.

he doesn't think of eboard thawne.

you might find barry in the library, surrounded by books of math and physics, hunching over endless calculations. it doesn't help that there aren't laptops.

other times, he'll be in the kitchen or in the diner, this time surrounded by various junk food boxes, be it burgers, pies or tacos.

remember the whole need-to-eat-about-850-tacos-to-get-through-a-day-as-the-flash? no? well it's definitely happening. he thinks the closet is pretty cruel for giving him normal granola bars instead if the Cisco'ed ones it gave him up until this week. one, because they're pretty useless two because granola bars suck.

you're welcome to join him and...grab a burger out of the five already on the table. ]

( THE FLASH ▍so lift your head high and don't give in)

[ it doesn't matter where you are, really. you could be on the roof or outside, you could be looking out the window of your room when you see it. it might look like a lightening or perhaps a flash of red but it'll be gone in less than a blink.

surely you imagined it, right? but you might come to see this red streak of lightening more and more the following days, there one moment and gone before you have the chance to squint your eyes. try to take pictures of it and catch a blur, try using any sort of binoculars and get the same result, a red blur.

those who wish to try and see it with their own eyes might have to try and guess which direction it was headed. usually it would be the beach or the forest. you might have tried walking in the same direction, got to the outskirts of the forest or to the edges of the beach when suddenly, it'll be just behind you.

and it'll be standing still. it'll appear to be a man in red but look upon it and he'll look like a blur, vibrating much too fast for a clear image.

but it is certainly a man and his voice sounds blurry too, deep and unfamiliar, masked by the quick vibrations of vocal chords. ]

You shouldn't be following me.

Comments

The Flash

[circlejerked]

Aye yai yai, my nethers are catching a breeze!

<sub>[This exclamation at the lightning-streaked wind that gusts past him in the garden marks Anders' first encounter with The Flash.

He has to push aside the hair blown into his eyes in order to clear his vision, and by that time the red whatever-it-is is long gone, leaving him thankful he hadn't decided to hog the middle of the garden path. If that thing had clipped him, he'd expect to be thrown thirty feet or so like somebody's discarded litter. What had that been all about?

It's only after he starts muttering in the direction the thing had gone that he gets the absolutely terrible idea to find out for himself. He's already fought and lost ten rounds with Wonderland's perimeter fences today, what's the worst that could happen if he goes looking? He gets trapped in an alternate dimension called Candyland next? With no hope of picking up the trail of something moving so fast, Anders is more than a little surprised to see the same color of red hovering around the tree line by the time he catches up.

Then he blinks and it's gone again.]</sub>

Wait, where did--

_[Oh.]

And it talks! And it makes jokes. Consider me intrigued.

[accelero]

[ he could run and disappear, it'll be the simple thing. but his interest is in helping these people, fighting alongside them and eventually finding a way to take them home if they wish to go back. for that, the flash must become a person they see as good. with no Iris here to report his every move, it's down to barry trying to market himself.

obviously, it's not going very well. inwardly, he sighs. he was never the best at those things. ]

you've come a long way just to meet me.

[circlejerked]

<sub>[You've come a long way just to meet me, the jittering man-shaped jumping bean says as if Anders' sense of obligation and detour across the field is comparable to a pilgramige up a mountain to seek enlightenment at the feet of a holy man.

He shrugs offhandedly.]</sub>

What can I say, I'm attracted to bright colors. Something about them just...

_{[He makes a motion to illustrate being drawn in like a magnetized piece of metal.]}

And it could be I was curious about what went whizzing past me in such a hurry. That was you, wasn't it?

[accelero]

It's a morning jog.

[ casual as they come. the true answer would be trying to get faster because that goal is definitely the most important one. if zoom finds his way here then none of these people are safe and if he wants to protect them, he needs to be faster, needs to be able to defeat zoom ]

sorry if I startled you, this place is a bit small.

[circlejerked]

_{[The blithe responses keep on coming. Now this is Anders' kind of super speed-y... whatever he is.]}

If that's your jogging speed, remind me to start doing more laps up the stairs. I must be more out of shape than I thought, I've really gotten sluggish.

_{[The corner of his mouth curves in a smile, another way of saying "apology accepted." A little surprise like that is well worth the reward of having the chance to talk to the strange fellow now that he's stopped moving--sort of. Anders gets the impression he's restraining himself to have this conversation with him and could disappear in the blink of an eye if he cared to.]}

Small, yes, and a melting pot for strangeness, I've noticed. _{[You included, Barry.]} So. Whirlwind on legs, huh? What's that about? Follow-up question: the costume. Why all the red?

[accelero]

Where I come from, they call me the Flash.

[ and really, being 'the red streak' was humiliating enough. the last thing that he needs is for people to start calling him Wirldwind. Cisco might think the name to be pretty good, but the Flash was inspired by Oliver and it's special for that reason. ]

It was gift from a friend, he forgot to include a second color.

[circlejerked]

The Flash?

_{[Despite pressing his lips together, a laugh still escapes past them.]}

You're kidding! What, was Speedy already taken, or is the "the" at the front for effect? I'm sorry, I don't mean to tease-- _{[Actually, it's exactly what he's doing, he can't help it.]} --but I'm having a hard time getting over that impressive nickname. And this time we're not even spelled into using them.

_{[The event where he'd had to suffer through being called The Apostate for days on end is still fresh in his memory, but the resentment he carries toward that incident doesn't show on his face. Instead, he looks Barry over like he's a particularly curious item in a shop window, hand to his chin.]}

I have to ask: are you human, or... ? You can't be a spirit--they're not normally that creative. Or solid.