jadecheshirenguyen:

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“Seem a bit out of your depth, don’t you think?”

Cisco whipped his head around to see where the voice was coming from. His eyes were fixed on his bomb collar from the party, trying to figure out how it worked, how it ‘ticked’ so to speak. “No, not particularly. Why do we keep crossing paths?”

Text: Barry

Cisco: What happened last night, dude? You disappeared.
Barry: I chased the guy down. He got me a few times, but I handled it. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, I just had to stop him. I’ll apologize for the suit now. I got stabbed with cards and electrocuted, so it’ll be a bit of work to replair.
Cisco: I’m just glad everyone’s okay. I have something to show you at the lab.

lisa-goldenglider:

She smiled when she saw the effect that she had on him, it was cute, at some point “They are fine, Lenny had the green collar so the only one who almost die was Mark but somehow, he survived” She says and shrugged but her smile was still there “What happen, Cisco? Don’t tell me that I make you nervous”

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“Yeah, I was with Mark. He lent me the tools from your purse.” Cisco said with a smug grin. “All of you rogues make me nervous.”

lisa-goldenglider:

“I was hoping to see some explotions” She says with a smirk “But I’m glad that you are okay, I mean, it would be a shame to see you gone, sexy Cisco”

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Cisco’s faced reddened at the word ‘sexy’ in front of his name. He laughed nervously before speaking. “Uhm, thanks, I guess. I’m glad my head wasn’t blown off, too. I take it your gang of rogues survived as well?”

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markmardoned:

fransciscoramon:

“You know you tolerate me the most.” Cisco smiled, removing the screw from his collar and moving to the next. “Everything will be fine, Mardon. I didn’t ask you to stay. Hell, I didn’t ask for your help finding tools. You offered them.” Cisco said, steadying his hand as he spun the screwdriver.

He gave a fleeting smile, but nodded his head. “Yeah, let’s just say I wouldn’t have offered if it was one of the other ones here with a bomb around their neck.” Mark didn’t trust them enough, but he still hadn’t offered help because he liked Cisco. “But I only offered because I need a favor…” 

“That depends on what you need. I’m not your guys’ tech guy, so don’t even think about that.” Cisco scoffed, remembering the time Cold kidnapped his brother and himself to make another cold gun. “I almost have this…” He trailed as he loosened the next screw, allowing the collar to be slipping from around his neck, although the bomb was still active.

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