Cisco pushed himself up off the ground and brushed his hair behind his
ear. He glanced around him, looking for whoever knocked him over. “You
really don’t want to pick a fight with me right now, buddy.”
“He’s the scientist who died recently yes? I’m sorry for it, though I gather from your tone that your relationship was a bit strained.” Emrys smiled sympathetically before he answered the man’s question. “I can tell if someone’s lying or not without fail.”
“Strained? More like a pack of lies.” Cisco said in a bitter tone. Since everything that went down, Cisco was bitter and wary of everything that was said and done by Wells. “Wow, really? That’s a great quality to have!”
Violet laughed, rubbing her forehead. “I think I’m going to force you to sleep for a week before a movie, dude. You need sleep.”
“Yep. You need sleep. She’s right. And I’ll run him to the air strip and then I’ll come back for you. We’re not just gonna make you wait here Violet.” Barry smiled before turning to Cisco. “Do you have everything you need?”
“You should talk, mister.” Cisco said to Barry with a hint of sass. “I fall asleep watching movies anyway. Especially at night.” He
chuckled, finding what he was looking for in the drawer and turning
around smiling. In his hands he held the helmet and a belt with sensors all around it. “I’m ready if you are.“
Caitlin: Are you sure?
Cisco: Have I ever been wrong?
Caitlin: …
Cisco: I mean when it’s important!
“It doesn’t.” He stated matter-of-factly, shrugging as he did so. “Sorry, but it just doesn’t.” Jason regarded the man curiously for a moment. “Self-defence? That’s a smart move. Though I’ve always considered the best defence to be a killer offence.” He chuckled a little at his own private joke. “I’m sure we can manage both at the same time.”
“I figured it wouldn’t. Most people don’t take kindly to trying to relate with family issues…” He trailed off, flagging the bartender down for two beers. “It’s more like attempting to learn self-defense to impress a girl. But it probably isn’t working. She’s a lot more skilled than I am,” he confessed, taking a sip from his drink. “But you probably don’t care much for my personal life.”
Cisco was wary of going for yet another trip faster than the speed of light, but he felt like he would be alright, so he complied. “Yeah, sure. I”m down with that. I think the water barrels are still out there, and we can always get some boxes.”
“Hey um…” she bit her lip. “Be careful, alright? Both of you. I don’t know how good of an idea it is for you to be zooming across the city when you can’t even stand on your own. But I know you have to do it or whatever so…”
“Vi, I’m fine, honest. This is all going to work out, and I will get control of these powers,” Cisco laid a reassuring hand on her arm. “We’ll go and see what I’m capable of, get some food, and then we can go and watch a movie or something before I sleep for a day or so.” He chuckled at himself, crossing the sick bay to rummage through some drawers looking for the senors they used when they tested Barry’s speed.
“What made you come back? And I do criminal law, and only for clients that are innocent.” Emrys smiled and shrugged, understanding his question. The young man seemed nervous, but earnest. He liked him.
“Harrison Wells, actually. I dreamed of working with him since I decided to become an engineer.” Cisco said Wells name with a hint of disdain. “That’s really noble of you, how do you know if they’re innocent? Surely people must lie.” Emrys seemed like a nice guy, and Cisco was glad he found the man and was talking to him, despite just meeting him.
An amused smirk tugged at Zatanna’s lips as she noticed someone glancing her way. “You know, if you’re just going to stare at me like that, you might as well look over there.” She called out as she tilted her head in the direction of a poster advertising her show. “The picture of me won’t talk back. Go on, I won’t judge you…much.” She added a playful wink before taking a sip of her coffee.
“Sorry, you’re just, uhm. Beautiful.” He paused, looking between the poster and the woman. “Did that really just come out of my mouth? Sorry. I promise I’m not creepy.”
Jason stepped into the bar after the other man, almost feeling envy at the innocence that he seemed to possess. “I grew up in a shithole. I have issues with my family. I’m unstable. Take your pick.” He shrugged, sitting himself down at the bar, ignoring the few questioning looks he earned. “Punching bags are good for working out but not so much for letting out frustration. At least not for me.”
“I have family issues, too. If that makes things better. I just don’t result to violence. Well, until recently. I’ve been learning to defend myself. Don’t know much, but I can throw a punch…at a punching bag.” He cocked his head as he sat at the bar. “So drinks first or first aid?”
Cisco backup 