The Walls of my Town (Come Crumbling Down) || Cisco and Eobard

themaninthelightning:

With no clear trigger present, this seemed like a more powerful vision than usual. Cisco’s reaction was also apparently extreme. Eobard wondered if he was onto something when he mentioned the wristbands; it was possible that dampening one aspect of Cisco’s power magnified the other. “Different doesn’t have to be bad,” he said. “We’ll find a way to cope with this, as well. In the meanwhile, you should check with Caitlin about those physical symptoms.”

“Different sure feels bad,” Cisco sighed, hanging his head in his hands. “I never see Cait anymore, so I guess I’ll try. But no promises. I can always check stuff out online. I know more than you think.” As his let his head hang, he took his right hand and rubbed his forehead, ad if he could massage away the energy he could feel being help back by the wristbands. It was giving him a headache little by little. Cisco was beginning to have a not so good feeling about what might come to be.

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