[open] Space is Cold

[catchacold]

Who: Leonard and YOU
Where: The Citadel
When: all through the event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Len does all right in space, mostly by doing wrong
The Story:

1. Space Bar

A bar is a bar is a bar. Leonard doesn't find anything drastically different about this place, except for the aliens and the ice seemingly not melting, which has his attention more than the actual drink. He stands a bit apart from most of what's going on, leaning against the wall by a table and watching no one in particular.

Although, if someone comes in at the right - or wrong - time, they may find him sending cold looks edging on outright glares in the direction of his partner, who's probably having a bit too good a time, at least in Leonard's opinion.

2. Space Museum

What came first, the stealing or the art appreciation? In Leonard's case - having been born into a criminal family - it was the stealing. These days, however? It's genuine appreciating for its own sake too. He looks at the building from the outside first, appreciating the architecture but, of course, also casing the joint. Force of habit or actually leading up to something, it's anyone's guess.

Later he can be found inside, both appreciating the exhibition and inspecting the alarm system and other safety measures, a connoisseur of both art and art theft. He's subtle enough about the latter, but someone in a similar business or otherwise experienced may be able to pick up on it.

Space Wild Card

[Come at me with whatever you want! Contact via PM or at reineke, in case you want to plot.

NOTE: I'll be on hiatus from the 5th to the 20th of April, so tags will be slow to non-existent during that time.]

Comments

[shrinkage]

[ mention of barry sparks ray's interest. he can't help musing on it: ]

I'm not sure I'd keep up my lifestyle if the Flash intervened...

[catchacold]

I changed my lifestyle when the Flash came running.

[Leonard smiles as he looks to the side, his mind mentally keeping a checklist of their current plan. He can multitask.]

He made the game fun again.

[shrinkage]

[ he'd been about to ask why, and when his answer comes unbidden, ray rolls his eyes. but he's grinning, still. ]

Mere mortals were no match for Captain Cold? You needed a speedster to make it a challenge?

[catchacold]

Guess they weren't. And maybe I did.

[Leonard's not really cocky in his reply there, he's just going by evidence. He's always looked for challenges and he's always beaten them. Circle of crime or whatever, King of Central City whenever he felt like it.

But the Flash has given him new direction. Barry even more so.]

Then the Flash told me there's good in me. Cute kid. Wrong, but a cute kid.

[shrinkage]

I dunno...

[ barry's opinion counts way more than most, in ray's eyes. he's an actual literal force for good, and that's even without the mask. his face when ray had told him about snart's death had told him a lot. ]

Maybe it's intimidating? For someone like the Flash to put their faith in you.

[catchacold]

[Leonard coughs, then finally ends up chuckling, quickly forcing himself to quiet down. Look, he hadn't expected to hear something this funny.]

The Flash and intimidating, eh? Good one.

[Still.]

It was interesting. I'll say that.

[shrinkage]

[ he tries to be careful, tries to make it sound like a natural progression. ray stares at his feet. ]

You don't find speedsters intimidating?

[catchacold]

I'm Cold, aren't I? Speed's the opposite of that.

The Flash was more worried about me than I ever worried about him. He just pissed me off when he didn't show up for our dates.

[In all honesty, he adores fifty percent of the speedsters he knows. Less sure about Eobard.

Speaking of...]

Who scared you, haircut?

[shrinkage]

[ he's trying to lean into this. snart already always makes him feel like all his nerves are exposed. ray sighs, and gives it a shot. ]

I met Thawne. Back home, I mean.

[ he stares at snart's feet. ]

[catchacold]

[Leonard looks down at his own feet, then just back at Ray. Oh.

With a frown he pulls one leg up to raise his foot and lean it against the wall, his eyes on Ray.]

What happened?

[shrinkage]

Stranded together.

[ it wasn't the physical danger, ray realizes. not until they got back to the waverider, anyway. ]

When Savage baited me, it was-- untrue.

[ thawne, however. he'd hit the nail on the head. ]

[catchacold]

But Thawne got you down to a t, eh? [Not so surprising, even just based on the short experience he's had with the man so far. Besides, he's from the future. An ultimate cheat sheet.

Not that he's found Ray so hard to figure out.]

What did he say?

[shrinkage]

Nothing new, really.

[ leaning in is getting harder, and ray pulls the atom suit from his pocket to give him something to focus on. to roll back and forth between his hands, and concentrate on the cool feel of the metal.

to remind him he's not helpless. not since the siege. ]

Just hearing it from some that despicable-- I know I'm not a hero.

[ he can't tell what it means that he might agree. ]

But I'm not like him. I'm not.

[catchacold]

Look, Raymond. I got you figured out in under a minute, you ain't that much of an enigma.

[Maybe not what he wants to hear, but Leonard's never been one to sugarcoat things.]

But there's one thing that surprises me about you. You know what it is?

[shrinkage]

[ he can't help the joke. but his voice stays quiet; relatively somber: ]

My velvety singing voice?

[catchacold]

Nah. Haven't heard you sing.

[Not a request. Definitely not.]

You think about stuff like this. You're doubting yourself. You want to figure yourself out. You're not just a self-righteous bastard. You could change things up. That's more than Thawne's expecting, trust me.

[shrinkage]

[ he wants to say something, but he always messes up words with the rogues. so instead, ray nods his gratitude (and only just keeps his smile to a respectable wattage).

the validation makes him brave, and he looks up at snart, brightness turning up. ]

...You got stood up by the Flash?

[catchacold]

Yeah, he ain't the best with punctuality. Always running late.

[Which shouldn't really be a thing, considering he's the fastest man alive. Or up there, anyway.]

I have to plan our appointments.

[shrinkage]

It's a little below your skillset, but it is what you're good at.

[ captain planner! he's a hero! gonna take the temperature down to zero! ]

[catchacold]

Sure. In another life, I could have been a business admin.

[And a damn good one at that.]

Now shrink down, boyscout. See if you can't be useful.

[shrinkage]

Yes sir.

[ ray mock salutes snart and pushes away from the crate to go suit up. ]