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[oom: tourists in the city]
Today might be the single greatest day of Cisco's life.
At a table in the bar, Cisco sits working on his datapad while on the table there are a few different arrows and arrowheads carefully laid out on a cloth.
On his screen is a 3D image of a hooded costume. It looks pretty cool.
Cisco's job right now is to make it even cooler.
Drinking a giant coffee and making notes on his tablet and a pad of paper, Cisco gleefully tweaks the costume on the screen. Every now and again he utters a laugh of delight or a mad cackle.
Today might be the single greatest day of Cisco's life.
At a table in the bar, Cisco sits working on his datapad while on the table there are a few different arrows and arrowheads carefully laid out on a cloth.
On his screen is a 3D image of a hooded costume. It looks pretty cool.
Cisco's job right now is to make it even cooler.
Drinking a giant coffee and making notes on his tablet and a pad of paper, Cisco gleefully tweaks the costume on the screen. Every now and again he utters a laugh of delight or a mad cackle.
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She stops, looks at the screen, and does a incredibly good job of not sighing.
"I always preferred the hat."
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He makes a change from crossing over the chest to more of a shoulder harness rig and pauses his contemplation of the look to turn his head up when he hears the comment.
"What kind of supersuit would ever come with a hat?"
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"But it was all part of the Sherwood outlaw aesthetic, what are you gonna do? And I have to admit, he looked dashing in it."
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His face slips into something bewildered when she goes on talking.
"Wait... wait are you talking like, a Robin Hood hat? Like Men in Tights with a dash of panache?"
Cisco looks at the model, looks at her, looks at the model, pictures Oliver Queen's gruff ass face sporting the same jaunty be-feathered headgear a Disney fox once wore, then breaks into laughter.
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"I'm serious," she says. "It looked way better than his grimdark scary monk phase. And..." and she knows what she's talking about with this... "...the tights didn't hurt at all."
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"Dude, dude, guess who's kicking it in the Arrow-cave?"
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It's only a matter of time before Oliver comes around.
"Seriously though, it's awesome. Check out the gear I nabbed," Cisco gestures at the small arsenal laid out on the cloth.
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He picks up one of the arrows, extremely delicately and carefully, turning it around between his fingertips to get a better look at it from all angles.
"Does Oliver know you've taken his weapons?"
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"Are you using velcro? Because if not I totally wanna know your secret."
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"Science! Mad science!" She takes a sip of her drink for drama. "Seriously, weird science involving radiation, lasers, and spider venom."
As she talks she scoots down the wall to be more his level.
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"Next question though, who's your tailor because that suit is pretty banging."
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She might be joking. Then again, Janet has been know to make scenes.
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"Yeah, sweet, right?"
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How many heroes are there in this galaxy?
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Probably a good thing.
However, spotting him he waddles over and stares up at him. Around his neck is a collar with a speaker on it. When he gives out a "Quaaark!" the speaker goes "Hey!" in a gravely Harrison Ford type voice.
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Probably a bad thing.
Cisco of course would have no trouble identifying which porg this is anyways so when he sees the space bird there's a certain wariness.
That wariness shifts to curiosity when Cisco spots the collar, and then jumps straight into shock when he gets Han Solo Hey'd by the bird.
"What the French? You talk?"
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He tilts his head and eyeballs him with large eyes. "Yes. Always could."
It's not his fault Cisco didn't understand porg.
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