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Dec. 13th, 2018 09:28 pmThey'd laughed about it.
Ridiculous villains are a dime a dozen in Darrow, which would be worrying if they weren't all so preposterous, but this one had been above the pack. Pontificating endlessly, making sweeping declarations while shooting his gun - in the end, it had almost worked. Barry had been so bored during Villain Speech #38 that he'd nearly missed the gun cocking, and when he finally intercepted the dart, he'd had no choice but to let it sink into his fingertip.
The poison inside - as declared by Mouthy Villain - was meant to erase a person's mind, but Barry felt nothing at all, turning in the next moment to finally wrap him up in the poles of several traffic signs to leave him on the sidewalk for the authorities, his gun speed cannoned down to mulch. It had been a long, silly evening's work, but now the Flash and the Alpha are free to indulge in a few dozen burgers.
Barry's just finishing his sixth when his head begins to swim, the usual telltale sign of Not Enough Calories. "Can I get another six burgers with extra cheese?" Barry calls towards the kitchen, who are so used to it he doesn't wait for answer. The world lurches again, and Barry blinks, pushing from the booth to his feet.
Maybe he needs more than six? Maybe he needs...
Something.
He stood up for something.
He can't remember.
Where is he again?
"Why - " he starts, staring hard at the ground as it suddenly rushes upwards to meet him.
Ridiculous villains are a dime a dozen in Darrow, which would be worrying if they weren't all so preposterous, but this one had been above the pack. Pontificating endlessly, making sweeping declarations while shooting his gun - in the end, it had almost worked. Barry had been so bored during Villain Speech #38 that he'd nearly missed the gun cocking, and when he finally intercepted the dart, he'd had no choice but to let it sink into his fingertip.
The poison inside - as declared by Mouthy Villain - was meant to erase a person's mind, but Barry felt nothing at all, turning in the next moment to finally wrap him up in the poles of several traffic signs to leave him on the sidewalk for the authorities, his gun speed cannoned down to mulch. It had been a long, silly evening's work, but now the Flash and the Alpha are free to indulge in a few dozen burgers.
Barry's just finishing his sixth when his head begins to swim, the usual telltale sign of Not Enough Calories. "Can I get another six burgers with extra cheese?" Barry calls towards the kitchen, who are so used to it he doesn't wait for answer. The world lurches again, and Barry blinks, pushing from the booth to his feet.
Maybe he needs more than six? Maybe he needs...
Something.
He stood up for something.
He can't remember.
Where is he again?
"Why - " he starts, staring hard at the ground as it suddenly rushes upwards to meet him.
