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entrancelogs2017-07-01 12:09 pm
directed) wrote in entrancelogs2017-07-01 12:09 pm
Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name
Who: Rip Hunter and Leonard Snart
Where: Damon's bar
When: June 30
Rating: PG13 max probably?
Summary: One brainwashed former timeship captain and one memory-wiped antihero walk into a bar...
The Story:
While Rip has avoided certain areas where he might have once been frequently found--the second floor and the roof in particular--he's not actively hiding his presence in the mansion. Though he's got little desire to run into any of the more self-righteous members of his former crew, he refuses to be any more of a prisoner than he already is simply by being in this place.
Which is how he ends up in the fourth floor bar, savoring glass of wished-up well-aged whiskey. Unsurprisingly on his own, Rip keeps an eye on room around him. Obvious reasons aside, the bar still has the popularity and unpredictability that come with being new. It's likely as close as one might get to entertainment in this wretched little place.
And things do take a turn for the interesting indeed. Rip steals another sip, turns his eyes towards the door, and sees a rather familiar face walk in. Now, he could go for the gun tucked away at this side, but--Leonard isn't like Ray, or even Sara.
No, at one point in his life, he'd even been convinced to stand on the same side Rip does now.
"Mr. Snart." He greets the man, turning slightly on his stool to better face him. It's equally a question: yes, Rip is here, and he doesn't intend to leave--so what will Leonard do about it?
Where: Damon's bar
When: June 30
Rating: PG13 max probably?
Summary: One brainwashed former timeship captain and one memory-wiped antihero walk into a bar...
The Story:
While Rip has avoided certain areas where he might have once been frequently found--the second floor and the roof in particular--he's not actively hiding his presence in the mansion. Though he's got little desire to run into any of the more self-righteous members of his former crew, he refuses to be any more of a prisoner than he already is simply by being in this place.
Which is how he ends up in the fourth floor bar, savoring glass of wished-up well-aged whiskey. Unsurprisingly on his own, Rip keeps an eye on room around him. Obvious reasons aside, the bar still has the popularity and unpredictability that come with being new. It's likely as close as one might get to entertainment in this wretched little place.
And things do take a turn for the interesting indeed. Rip steals another sip, turns his eyes towards the door, and sees a rather familiar face walk in. Now, he could go for the gun tucked away at this side, but--Leonard isn't like Ray, or even Sara.
No, at one point in his life, he'd even been convinced to stand on the same side Rip does now.
"Mr. Snart." He greets the man, turning slightly on his stool to better face him. It's equally a question: yes, Rip is here, and he doesn't intend to leave--so what will Leonard do about it?