Red Means Stop || Open

Cisco had been sitting off in a corner after running away from Caitlin and talking with Violet, and his head was somewhat clearer. Sure, he was still drunk off his ass, but he was more himself now. Since the video came through everyone’s phone, he had seen an unnerving yellow light coming from his collar. Within just a few seconds of finishing the water bottle he was nursing, it turned a scary red. He remembered what the Joker said. Red means stop. Red means its a bomb. He had a bomb strapped to his person.

“Well, Shit.”

thethunderdoesntbotherme:

She laughed and nodded, “Sometimes. Just need the right tools to work with.” She shrugged touching the collar at her neck. “No clue maybe it’s some weird party rave thing, you know like the glow necklaces?”

Cisco chuckled. “That would be quite the gift then! Forever glow necklaces! I’ll check it out, see what I can do about it all, hmm?” He said, smiling at the woman.

drcait-snow:

She waited outside of the men’s restroom when he entered there “Yeah but you still are so I want you to wash your face and look for your sister, I’m going to try and find a way to remove those collars, did you hear me?”

“‘Kay! Text me if you need my mechanical engineering mind, ‘kay Cait? I’ll try and help. I’m sorry I got drunk. I had a bad feeling about this whole thing.” He hollered toward the door where he assumed Cait was standing. He washed his hands and opened the door. “I’ll get a waterbottle and try and find my sister.”

abercrombiearcher:

Roy shook his head with a laugh. “Nah, she’s good. Reveals things I really didn’t need to know about my friends but she’s fun and she doesn’t judge. It’s nice to have that in my life.” He quirked an eyebrow. “Other things?”

“Yeah, she’s good to have around, even if she does talk a little excessively. I guess its just in the genes.” He shrugged. “Yeah, other things. I’m just learning some new things about myself that I didn’t know before.”

notpurple-violet:

fransciscoramon:

Cisco saw the sad look on Violet’s face and plopped back down beside her. “Drinks can wait. Why so sad, sis?” He set a hand on her knee rather awkwardly.

Violet shook her head with a sad smile. “I’m not sad, honey.” She patted the hand on her knee. “I’m just thinking.”

“Whatcha thinkin’  ‘bout?” He smiled, drawing his legs and crossing them beneath him.

ms-kendall-bryan:

“Well, I’ve had a lot of practice,” she admitted, tilting her head to the side as if she were slightly embarrassed.  “So, what’s up with these collars?”

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“You’re cute.” He paused, realizing he said it out loud. “Oh, uhm. I mean, look at those boots?” He pointed off in the distance, trying to cover his awkwardness. He brought his hand to his neck, scratching a little bit of stubble he missed shaving that morning. “I’m not really sure. Kind of a weird party favor, don’t you think?”

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