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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?
no subject
Which doesn't mean that he doesn't have a code. It just also means that he's always wanted to keep to that code and when he hadn't, it merely had to be adapted. The joy of free will.
"What is your goal anyway? I'm not sure anyone ever really explained your motivations to me. Evil Rip. I'm a bit behind the times, you understand." Literally.
no subject
He takes another slow sip of his drink, then motions to the person behind the bar for another. The brief interaction gives Rip time to consider Leonard's question. On the surface it might be idle curiosity, but Rip has never been one to give out details carelessly. What he reveals serves a purpose, always, even now when the preservation of history doesn't stand as his primary concern.
"It's called the Spear of Destiny." If no one's told him about it, then Rip can fill in those details readily enough. So far, it's nothing Leonard wouldn't be able to learn from the Legends anyway. "It was used to pierce the side of Christ at the crucifixion, and in the process, became imbued with his power.
"With it, the wielder can actually reshape reality itself." To correct mistakes made, that should have never been allowed to happen—but that's telling too much just now. Let Leonard infer it if he can. "And not in the same way that happens when time is altered; that can be undone. Only the Spear can change what it creates. It holds the very power of God."