open rp } { dc/marvel smash

[prosecutorial]

Free for all for superhero based fandom smashing. Make a top level with your hero of choice and someone else will smash into it. I figured this would be easy and fun to do until we figure out actual plot and then we can do that.

For now, shenanignans!

Comments

[wingdinging]

[he's been training for this long before he ever put on the Robin costume for the first time, born into the circus, into a family of acrobats. it's second nature, like breathing, and he uses it to his advantage, as they've seen, as they might continue to see, if they watch him at all during said fight montage. it's almost a dance, for him]

[it's also what lets him move fast enough to put himself between Oswald and a door that presumably leads out back, once they've lost the element of surprise and he recovers enough to think to get the hell out of Dodge. Dick just practically appears between him and the door, smiling practically amicably]

Hi, Oswald!

... bugger.

[supertardiness]

[He nods with a grimace.]

Look, I was involved in something that opened a singularity over Central City. Me and Firestorm managed to close it but that doesn't mean there wasn't collateral damage.

[prosecutorial]

[Once Laurel's pack of thugs is on the ground she's going to head over and back up Dick, moving into place behind the fleeing Penguin and letting her arms rest against her side, ready to spring into action at a moment's notice if need be.]

I think that sounds about right.

[withasouvenir]

[ thea casually hits the last thug with the butt of her sword and idly watches him slump to the floor before she starts tying them up with hand zipties. she doesn't want this to turn into an ambush once they think they're golden and she knows laurel can handle herself and probably nightwing, too. ]

[brokeharlem]

[yeah, but Barry wasn't the cause of that. he couldn't stop bad things from happening -- Bruce is the bad thing that happens. he's not going to argue that, right now, however, and so he just nods, wincing on his behalf]

Glamorous life of being a -- whatever we are. [he won't use the word superhero and he can't remember the one Barry used to describe people with super powers earlier]

[supertardiness]

[Weeeeeeeell actually it kinda was Barry's fault, in a way, it's really complicated and involves time travel which makes it hard to explain.]

Yeah. Guess it is. Everything's got collateral damage somehow.

[wingdinging]

[Oswald looks between the three of them, then holds up his hands] I can promise you this isn't what it looks like.

Oh, yeah? [Dick tilts his head to one side] What is it, then?

[and Oswald doesn't answer, just looks over his shoulder again, back at Laurel. clearly, this is exactly what it looks like and he's trying to find a way out before Dick or one of his friends can drag him back to Gotham]

[brokeharlem]

[Bruce nods, continuing to look both sympathetic and apologetic for a moment. when that moment passes, he shifts a little, not so much nervous as he was before as restless. should he change the subject? he should probably change the subject]

So, uh ...

[nailed it]

[prosecutorial]

Yeah, I think this is exactly what this looks like.

[She glances over to Thea with a small smirk.]

What do you think, Speedy?

[withasouvenir]

[ thea's head pops up from her work. ]

Shady as fuck.

[wingdinging]

You heard the ladies, Oswald.

[he shrugs, then, all at once, he's practically on top of him, a pair of carbon fiber handcuffs having appeared, like the zip line he came down on, in his hands. he snaps them onto Oswald and, that done, glances between Laurel and Thea] If my intel's right, he's probably got a stash of military grade weapons around here, somewhere.

[prosecutorial]

Oooh a scavenger hunt. My favorite.

[And she's going to wander off to start a standard law enforcement grid search, just like her father used to do on her and Sara's rooms when she started hanging out with Oliver Queen and Tommy Merlyn.

She's pretty sure his father was convinced they were being brainwashed.]

[supertardiness]

Right. Tour!

[And they will head through the rest of the labs until they're back to the Cortex again.]

And that's STAR Labs.

[brokeharlem]

[he nods]

Tour.

[and so they go. and when they finish, Bruce looks suitably impressed] I'm a little jealous. [it's been awhile since he's had a proper work space, let alone one this nice. Barry is lucky to have it]

[supertardiness]

You could stick around if you want. We could use another science type.

[And Barry is always out looking for a science dad.]

[withasouvenir]

That's because you didn't have my dad hiding the Easter eggs, [ she says with a grumble. ] Walking up all fifty stories of Queen Consolidated to get the eggs in the stairwell. Bullshit.

[ but she's looking around too. "looking around" aka texting curtis to have his search this place out via a couple little tech devices that thea let's fly around the building. ]

[wingdinging]

Ooh, and I thought my Easters were bad.

[they weren't, not really. they might have been, if Bruce had been the one hiding the eggs, because he would have been a dick and put them all over Gotham and used it as a training exercise, but thankfully, Alfred was having none of that. he recognized that Dick was, despite being Robin, too, just a boy and holy shit, Bruce, sometimes your parenting skills suck]

[brokeharlem]

And the first time I lose it and tear this place apart?

[he'd like to stay, maybe, but. did he mention he's dangerous?]

[supertardiness]

[He pauses before inching closer as though he's letting Bruce in on some secret.]

This place is already a level four hazard zone, according to FEMA. What more are you going to do to it?

[brokeharlem]

[ ... yeah, that'll do]

Okay, then.

[supertardiness]

[And then he grins brightly.]

Great! I'll talk to Cisco and see if he can get you some space to work.

[brokeharlem]

Thanks.

[and despite how simple that answer is, there's more to it, written in his expression. Barry really doesn't know how much it means to him that this isn't a trap, that someone's honestly interested in him and letting him do science, that they're willing to trust him when, most of the time, he doesn't even trust himself. he appreciates this more than Barry knows. he'll appreciate it even more, as time passes here]

[supertardiness]

[Barry is just happy to have someone like him around, who can relate to the "freak accident" of it all, because as much as Cisco and Caitlin were effected by the particle accelerator, Barry's impact is the most pronounced.

But Barry can ready the gratitude and he grins in return.]

No problem. I think you'll like it here.

[prosecutorial]

[She smirks a bit at that.]

Are you kidding? My dad used Easter to encourage deductive reasoning.

[brokeharlem]

I think I might, too.

[a beat]

Anyway, uh. [and another] Is there somewhere you want me to kind of -- [wait and not touch anything] -- while you talk to your friend? Or ... [or was he not planning on going to bug Cisco immediately?]