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New arrival
It's not the first time Iris has plowed through an open door leaving the usual streak of red and yellow lightning in her wake. She curses. So much for keeping up with her father. Then it occurs to her that she really ought to work on skidding to a halt.
She manages to slow down enough that the wall stops her. Ow. Good job, Kid Flash. Way to impress the locals.
Iris rubs her nose before she looks over her shoulder. Huh. Where is she now?
She manages to slow down enough that the wall stops her. Ow. Good job, Kid Flash. Way to impress the locals.
Iris rubs her nose before she looks over her shoulder. Huh. Where is she now?
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Then she frowns. "That is mega-necrotic too."
Wally wasn't the best father but at least she hadn't been put in a simulator. Though she knows he wouldn't have considered her important enough for a simulator-- and that was enough of that self-pity bullshit.
"Cousins sounds about right. I'm eighteen."
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Thad smiles a bit.
"It wasn't that bad. There was no one else with super speed around to help me, and i was aging superfast."
Thad taps himself and an energy image double pops out of him, scowling. It speaks next.
"What're you talking about? It screwed us up for life!"
Thad shakes his head.
"Hey, it's why we became Impulse."
"And thats a good thing?"
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"Sorry... Wow, so you're a hero in your time too? Wait'll you meet the rest of the Titans..."
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She smiles. "Yes. I'm a Teen Titan in my time too."
She can't wait to tell the others about this place. Which...huh... "Will I be able to get back home?"
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"Maybe? Try the door and see. Barry can't leave, and I'm stuck here until the Bar spits me out."
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She looks over her shoulder back towards the younger speedster. "What's this mean?"
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"I dunno. Try stepping out? I don't really use the door."
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She opens it and run out a ways. She comes back with a frown and snow all over her jacket and hair. She shuts the door firmly and wipes off the snow.
Flatly. "Well, apparently I can get places. I just can't get home."
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"It's okay, my girlfriend is bound here too."
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"What does this mean as far as my home's concerned?"
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"Maybe your timeline has vanished? or maybe you're just not allowed home yet."
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"Want a drink?"
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"Order away, my treat. Just ask the bar."
((ooc: sorry bout that.))
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To the bar. "Something potent. You pick."
Bar's running the show anyway. She downs the bottle of Atlantean wine she's provided with.
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"Soooo ...You can get drunk?"