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.Continue reading “Red Means Stop || Open”

Burning the Midnight Oil || Open

Cisco was working later into the evening than he had originally planned, and he still had quite the night ahead of him. He sat at his desk in S.T.A.R. Labs, tablet in hand, doing some last-minute calculations on a new prototype suit. He felt a shift in the air and looked up from his work.Continue reading “Burning the Midnight Oil || Open”

{open} “I don’t understand what is happening.” Cisco knew he had probably hurt some people, but he didn’t know who and he didn’t know how badly. He walked the dark streets of Central City, walking through alleyways as a shortcut to his apartment.

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