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entrancelogs2016-06-27 03:59 pm
catchacold) wrote in entrancelogs2016-06-27 03:59 pm
[closed] Eat Me (Shorts)
Who: Leonard Snart and Ray Palmer
Where: on the floor, just after arriving
When: 6/27
Rating: Nothing raunchy, I'm guessing.
Summary: Leonard just arrived and is a little dazed, due to *spoilers for Legends of Tomorrow in here*
Ever since he could remember, Leonard had been very aware of time. His schemes tended to be thought out to the second, recognising patterns, shifts and then counting down. Just as he was always planning, time was usually a factor, down to the second. He used it as a way to know what would happen, to arrange for things to go down the way he needed them to. A way to be in control.
Then he’d found out about the Oculus and the realisation that his movements, his actions, perhaps his every thought had been manipulated by an outside force hit him like a ton of bricks, a weight that made it hard to breathe and hard to think clearly. Events had left him no choice but to play along until the very moment when suddenly there was clarity again.
It all happened quickly in the end. Telling Mick to forgive him and knocking him out. Sara-- Sara, who understood what he was doing and who didn't question him. His gun and their ring was with Mick and once they were safe, Leonard said his last words and it all exploded around him.
There were no strings on him. There was nothing on him at all any more until suddenly he was somewhere and he wasn't dead. At least he could still think and, after a moment, breathe. The gleaming light of the explosion had blinded him and while that wore off he stayed on the ground, eyes shut. Only tentatively did he feel around with his hands, feeling the wooden floor under his fingertips. All he knew for sure is that he thought he'd be dead. Expected to be gone.
Welcome to Wonderland.
Where: on the floor, just after arriving
When: 6/27
Rating: Nothing raunchy, I'm guessing.
Summary: Leonard just arrived and is a little dazed, due to *spoilers for Legends of Tomorrow in here*
Ever since he could remember, Leonard had been very aware of time. His schemes tended to be thought out to the second, recognising patterns, shifts and then counting down. Just as he was always planning, time was usually a factor, down to the second. He used it as a way to know what would happen, to arrange for things to go down the way he needed them to. A way to be in control.
Then he’d found out about the Oculus and the realisation that his movements, his actions, perhaps his every thought had been manipulated by an outside force hit him like a ton of bricks, a weight that made it hard to breathe and hard to think clearly. Events had left him no choice but to play along until the very moment when suddenly there was clarity again.
It all happened quickly in the end. Telling Mick to forgive him and knocking him out. Sara-- Sara, who understood what he was doing and who didn't question him. His gun and their ring was with Mick and once they were safe, Leonard said his last words and it all exploded around him.
There were no strings on him. There was nothing on him at all any more until suddenly he was somewhere and he wasn't dead. At least he could still think and, after a moment, breathe. The gleaming light of the explosion had blinded him and while that wore off he stayed on the ground, eyes shut. Only tentatively did he feel around with his hands, feeling the wooden floor under his fingertips. All he knew for sure is that he thought he'd be dead. Expected to be gone.
Welcome to Wonderland.
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He nods though, letting the fake smile pass and accepting it. For now. "Tiny Ray not so good with the big problems, eh?"
Now he wonders, thinking about everything he does know about Ray and the conclusions that brings him to. He wonders indeed. "Shame. It's a good look on you."
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Even the focus shifting to his own shortcomings should rile Ray's ego, but it only serves to help him feel a modicum of control. It's a subject he can choose to get upset over, or to examine and use to push through, to lean in.
"Haha, I definitely prefer more manageable pieces. And plenty of better people have failed to get out over the years, it seems." It doesn't hurt that Kendra isn't here for Ray to show off to, and Dr. Stein's absence creates a vacuum where Ray's need to impress gains no momentum. He's been starved for familiarity; despite the arrival of people from Central City, Ray's needed this. He might not be prepared to handle brutal truth yet, but this is a step in the right direction.
The direction being away from denial.
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Leonard wonders if he had done the same for Ray, would it have come down to that instead of Mick. He's not sure, but he almost thinks that, yes, he would have. It's a strange realisation and he puts the thought back. "Doesn't seem like it's my kind of place."
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"Well, honestly most of my time has been working on the suit, getting this quantum manifold built and calibrated, and monitoring for arrivals from our world." So, yeah-- super scintillating stuff, Len!
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He doesn't bother asking about the quantum manifold, since he doubts it's of much interest to him, so instead he focuses on something else. "So who else is here, from our world?"
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And to how grumpy they both are.
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Because he could say about the Flash what he wanted - and he did, although frequently that just amounted to 'cute' and other variants of the word - but he would have to lie if he denied that the hero had some sort of inexplicable fondness for him.
He liked him too.
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He may not be redeemed yet (somebody tell Ray the issues with thinking this way someday?) but he's doing good work. That's worth something.
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wanna wrap?
"Besides, maybe we can figure out a plan to break outta here."