Barry’s jaw slackened, turning away from the other and letting his smirk fall. Being threatened by a man with Cisco’s face stung, but it wasn’t a new occurrence. He was an imposing and arrogant man, and most people weren’t fond of it – Ciscos included. And honestly, they were smart not to care for him.
He runs a finger over the ring he was wearing, knowing he might need to suit up and run off at a moment’s notice. “I look like your Barry. Not hard to sneak in when you think I’m The Flash.” He muses, drumming his fingers against the mechanical device in his hand and opting to set it down back where it belonged. “Look. I am not going to hurt you, so I ask you to extend the same level of respect to me,” he stated, words taking a certain sharpness to them that bordered on a threat, though it was one he wouldn’t act on.
He watched the man’s movements closely, trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Why are you here, what do you want?” Cisco asked, his senses heightened, ready to spring into action in a moment’s notice. “I’ll respect you, don’t worry,” he added, watching the other closely.
His eyes flickered over to where his gauntlets were kept, and he tried to calculate how fast he could make it to his bag.
Cisco backup 