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okay but promise you'll text me if you need backup.
seriously be careful, barry.
seriously be careful, barry.
that all sounds lovely
i'll be there
hey barry do you like dark chocolate
i got a box today i'll bring it
i'll be there
hey barry do you like dark chocolate
i got a box today i'll bring it
give me 10 minutes.
[ It's less than that. Barry pauses for a second outside the door, dragging a hand back through his hair to fix the mess that always follows running — and to give him a second to get his thoughts together, because he isn't entirely sure what to expect on the other side.
Then he knocks, gives it two seconds, and turns the key in the lock before pushing the door to the workshop open. ]
[ It's less than that. Barry pauses for a second outside the door, dragging a hand back through his hair to fix the mess that always follows running — and to give him a second to get his thoughts together, because he isn't entirely sure what to expect on the other side.
Then he knocks, gives it two seconds, and turns the key in the lock before pushing the door to the workshop open. ]
[ BARRY YOU ARE MAKING CISCO VERY WORRIED ABOUT THE FUTURE ]
you got weird ideas about romance, man.
[ He knows it is sarcasm, but Barry please stop joking about getting seriously injured, yikes. ]
you got weird ideas about romance, man.
[ He knows it is sarcasm, but Barry please stop joking about getting seriously injured, yikes. ]
i love all chocolate :)
see you in 30.
[ He's there in five, and when the door opens he's behind the counter, messing with one of the more complicated coffee machines. He leans back to get a better view of who's walking in, offering up a small smile as soon as he sees her face. ]
Hey, Clara. [ He gestures half-heartedly towards the coffee, giving a slight nod. ] Pick your poison.
see you in 30.
[ He's there in five, and when the door opens he's behind the counter, messing with one of the more complicated coffee machines. He leans back to get a better view of who's walking in, offering up a small smile as soon as he sees her face. ]
Hey, Clara. [ He gestures half-heartedly towards the coffee, giving a slight nod. ] Pick your poison.
[ Oddly enough, the workshop isn't a mess. Nothing's been thrown, there's nothing shattered on the ground, and everything appears to be in its right place. The clear board sits in the corner, half-written equations on it with one marker on the ground, like it was dropped and rolled back under the board's stand. Harrison sits at the work table, at the chair closest to the board. His face is ashen and he looks shaken in general, like he's still trying to calm himself down. His device is sitting on the table, face down, and buzzes once, noting a message received.
Harrison's eyes flick over to the door when it opens, tensing up briefly before he remembers that the door was locked, so it could only be one person. Hopefully. He draws himself up, straightening his back and resting a hand on the table to still it, giving him a nod as a greeting. ]
Barry.
Harrison's eyes flick over to the door when it opens, tensing up briefly before he remembers that the door was locked, so it could only be one person. Hopefully. He draws himself up, straightening his back and resting a hand on the table to still it, giving him a nod as a greeting. ]
Barry.
With terrible cop puns and my username, it's a wonder anyone could possibly take me seriously.
Now I wonder what a CSI joke would sound like.
[And a moment, before a second text.]
was that even english???
Now I wonder what a CSI joke would sound like.
[And a moment, before a second text.]
was that even english???
Barry. Hi.
[ She offers him a small smile, moving to the other side of the counter. She shifts, taking the box of chocolates out from under her arm to lay it on top of the counter.
It's ridiculous, this box: pink and red and frilly with a giant fabric rose on top, and bigger than both their heads put together. She pries off the lid, and there's an impressive amount of dark chocolate inside, though there's quite a few pieces missing from one section. ]
I figured I'd best share before I stress eat the entire thing.
[ She offers him a small smile, moving to the other side of the counter. She shifts, taking the box of chocolates out from under her arm to lay it on top of the counter.
It's ridiculous, this box: pink and red and frilly with a giant fabric rose on top, and bigger than both their heads put together. She pries off the lid, and there's an impressive amount of dark chocolate inside, though there's quite a few pieces missing from one section. ]
I figured I'd best share before I stress eat the entire thing.
remote activation here is proving pretty impossible so far but i can tell you how to trigger it manually.
he might not even have his cold gun.
[ i.e. Cisco is praying he does not have his cold gun, except that then he might just try to get Cisco to build him another one, and that's almost as bad. He types out the instructions on how to activate the thermal threading to Barry. ]
he might not even have his cold gun.
[ i.e. Cisco is praying he does not have his cold gun, except that then he might just try to get Cisco to build him another one, and that's almost as bad. He types out the instructions on how to activate the thermal threading to Barry. ]
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