Lisa rolled her eyes at his comments and tried to resist the urge to slap her usually adorable friend. Her eyes were set and narrow as she looked at him.
“Cisco, dear, I must warn you, that attitude is unattractive. It’s why I don’t date Rogues.”
She decided not to make a snide mention that technically she had a thing with Len-that was neither here or there.
“What are you doing here?”
“What attitude? This was always here, baby. I was just hiding it from the world.” He smiled, taking a few steps toward her. “I’m just letting my true self out, letting my freak flag fly. I’m not afraid to show the whorld who Cisco Ramon really is.” Cisco smiled, his name rolling off his tongue in a Spanish accent. “I’m out on patrol, keeping the city safe,” he lied. “Why are you out here? Ya never answered my question.”
Hartley raised an eyebrow when Cisco didn’t react to his sexual comment, narrowing his eyes. “You’re not even going to shoot back some sort of insult back? C’mon, Cisco. I expect better.”
“I’m trying to make this place somewhat presentable, Hart. Calm down.” Cisco said with a sly smirk. “Then we can banter all you want while we watch TV, kay?”
“It’s…it’s an adjustment.” Barry looked away, biting his lip as guilt gnawed at him.
“I’m aware.” He muttered before finishing his coffee. There was an awkward silence as Cisco watched Barry squirm. “You okay there, Bar?” Cisco said almost cynically.
“Like I’m actually going to play into your games, I mean really? That’s such a cliche question to ask”, she mused, resisting that natural instinct to roll her eyes. Rea’s boots crunched against the gravel on the ground as she seemed to circle around the male in front of her. “See, where as you clearly just love waving your abilities around, I see a beauty in keeping the reaches of what I can do tucked away. Hence the whole dangerous thing, you don’t know what I can do or what I can tell you about yourself.”
“I didn’t think you would. But I also don’t think you can read minds.” He said, crossing his arms as she circled him, rotating as she moved so his back was never to his opponent. “Most people are scared? Why aren’t you scared? It’s kind of hot,” He grinned, raising an eyebrow.
Oliver watched too many of his friends sip from the darkness, letting it rot them from the inside out. His footsteps masked by the thunder barreling up above, the rain had yet to fall but the cover was well appreciated. His body sheathed in the shadows with his bow readied to pin the man to the wall if needed. The unnatural coil in his muscles reminded him of the level of danger Cisco had become. The once docile lab tech had now fallen to the lure of his power and posed a threat to not only the city but people he loved. “Cisco..come out of the shadows. This isn’t you and I don’t want to have to put you down.”
“This is me, Oliver. It always has been. I’ve just been keeping it hidden.” Cisco said, his eyes narrowing behind the glasses as he saw the armed bow. “Be careful now, I don’t want to hurt the Star City Vigilante. Well, maybe I do.” He said with a wicked grin, digging his heel into the ground and sending vibrations toward Oliver, knocking him off balance.
My head is still throbbing from Eobard Thawne’s unexpected (read: totally unwelcomed) visit and my subsequent tango with death. I’m pretty sure the violent tremors in my brain would have registered a solid eleven on the Richter scale! True, I’ll never know the pain of childbirth, but I am pretty sure the excruciating migraine and full-body convulsions of a timeline rupture qualify as a top contender for most crippling pain known to human (and meta) kind. Not to be dramatic, but I saw the light; it kinda looked like the luminescent undercarriage of the USS Enterprise – and I remember praying, “just beam me up, Scotty,” when all of a sudden everything stopped – the visions of other timelines, the flashes of the future, the seizures… I was left with a searing headache and a heart full of gratitude. Barry, aka The Best Best Friend Ever, sacrificed revenge on his mother’s murderer just to save me – if that isn’t brotherhood, I don’t know what is!
Caitlin was kind enough to whip up a custom drug cocktail for my bruised brain, which allowed me enough relief to veg out in front of a Firefly marathon for an afternoon. Sure, I’ve seen the entire series at least half a dozen times, but this time, something really resonated with me. Step aside, River Tam, there’s a new psychic in town! Now that my body wasn’t being ripped apart by time, I had a moment to reflect on my newfound ability to freakin’ see the future! I know, I know – with great power comes great responsibility and all that jazz, but I had to take it for a test drive!
I waited until everyone peaced out for the day, then I slipped into S.T.A.R. Labs to “borrow” my vibing goggles. Two shots of liquid courage later (relax, it was orange soda), I threw them on and found myself watching an onslaught of peeks into 2017, 2018, and beyond. Snapshots of Fourth of July BBQ’s, Halloween (that fully-functional Batman suit was badass!), and late nights in my workshop flashed before my eyes. I was starting to feel a bit queasy (these things should really come with a motion sickness warning) when everything slowed down and I found myself standing in a church. To my left was Barry – looking hella sharp in a Hugo Boss tuxedo. Future-Me had a slick goatee and was sporting some serious bling – like a pair of solid gold Louis Vuitton cufflinks. Shiny. Joe was also there, holding a bible… that’s when I realized, this was a wedding! Not just any wedding, this was my wedding! I looked closer – Future-Me was sweating something fierce. Then the music started. I heard the rustle of a satin dress and was itching to know who my lucky lady was – but I saw the look of complete and utter love on Future-Me’s face and ripped those goggles off before I could see who she was. Some things are better left as surprises! But it is good to know that years down the road I’ll have true love, rock-solid friendships, and pimpin’ style.
Cisco backup 