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[She's on the phone with her dad when the news breaks about two speedsters racing in downtown Central City. The first speedsters in the city in decades and Iris knows one of those two is her baby girl even before a picture of purple and yellow lightning is plastered all over the screen. It might have been decades since she's seen that familiar gold in person and even longer since she gave off purple lightning herself but it wasn't something she'd ever forgotten. And of course, Nora leaves a trail a perfect mix of her parents' behind her.
The fight's over almost as soon as it started, with only one of the speedsters in Iron Heights. She did it, Nora won, and the swell of pride mixes harshly with the sickening fear that the speed force won't be any kinder to her daughter than it was to her husband.
There's no sign of the other speedster for over an hour. Dad promises to call in favors across the city. He might be retired from the force, but he still knows people everywhere. So does Cecile, who chimes in the background that she'll do the same. Iris tells the reporters at CCC that the first person to locate the other speedster gets a substantial bonus along with a promotion and only feels a little guilty at using her employees to stalk her daughter. She even calls Wally, and lets him get in one 'I told you so' before practically begging him to come back and help. There's at least a dozen new messages on Nora's phone, not that she actually thinks she'll listen to them.
Iris is even about to pick up the phone and call the fucking Justice League or what's left of it to ask them to come to Central City and find her daughter. They haven't spoken in years, not since Barry but Bruce Wayne owes her so maybe--
Something speeds past her, rustling papers and charging the air with lightning, before a door slams. There's no way Wally is here already. And she might actually kill Barry if he comes home right now.]
Nora?
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open space themed rp post
Dec. 31st, 2015 02:17 pmlegados
--a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away
trek, wars, firefly, random AUs set into space idgaf. leave a pic, lyrics, a prompt, a tfln, literally a blank comment, get space RP. it's that simple.
for the record my space themed dummies include: jim kirk (and various AUs of him), poe dameron and finn the puppy.
bloggings[Iris remembers being in the library when the particle accelerator exploded. She had another thirty pages to go on her dissertation and she was about to text Barry about how much she hated him for convincing her to go back to school for the twelfth time that day because if he had gotten the time right, then she wouldn't be working on her hated dissertation and stress eating, she would have been at STAR labs with Barry and a thousand other excited nerds but they got there too late, couldn't get in and so they went home because she was not going to stand outside in the rain--
-- and that's where it all goes dark.
Nine months later she wakes up in STAR labs, steals a sweatshirt and can run faster than people can blink.
The first person she tells, besides Dr. Wells and Caitlin and Cisco is her dad. Her dad who looks at her like he's terrified of losing his little girl like they both lost her mom, too young and too sudden and too violently. But then she tells him she wants to help people, that she wants to use this new speed to do good and not stand on the sidelines anymore, because she gets it. He didn't want her to be a cop to keep her safe but the universe has spoken and she's not going to ignore it this time. She's not a little girl, he can either support her or... well that's the only option she gives him. Support her or support her more.
The only thing they both seem to agree on immediately is: don't tell Barry right now. Not to keep him safe. Not to shield him. Not for any other reason besides what she can do, it should be impossible but it's not and that opens up a world of possibilities and neither of them want to get his hopes up before they know anything for sure. Because they've watched him struggle with his mom's murder and his dad's imprisonment for it for fifteen years and when they make the move to overturn the case to be foolproof, which is so the plan now because Iris puts two and two together and when Cisco tells her she's giving off yellow lightning when she runs all she can think of is eleven year old Barry asking if she thought he was crazy like everyone else at school.
No, Barry. Of course she didn't. Still doesn't. But she can't shake the nagging, bad feeling in her gut that she's not the only speedster in the world and that other one is what Barry saw that night and that it's not over just because Nora Allen is dead.
A run in with a man in a yellow suit who streaks red pretty much confirms that. But it's nice to know her instincts are still spot on.
Iris is not very good at secrets nor is she very subtle because Barry hears about her anyway, reads the reports online and the eyewitness accounts from crime scenes and he latches on hard. He talks about her all the time. He has theories and ideas and an excitement in his eyes that breaks her heart a little. Would he still be excited if he knew the truth? About her, about how she's kept a big secret from him for a few weeks now. Joe has to keep reminding her that she didn't want to get his hopes up, because if they're right then they can prove his dad is innocent finally but they have to toe the line carefully, play their cards right and Barry is even less subtle than she is.
But she seems to have decided she doesn't care about that anymore, after tonight. She needs Barry on their side, he's smart and knows more about his mom's murder than any of them. Or maybe she selfishly needs Barry to tell her that he doesn't blame her for anything. Or maybe she just likes the way he acts around her when she's under her mask. Like a star struck boy in love but one that also flirts back with her and says things her Barry would never say and she wants to feel appreciated right now. Whatever the reason, it has Iris turning off her ear piece in her suit after the man in yellow gets away, and she runs to the lab above the police station. She's bruised and hurting and wants nothing more than to shower and then sleep for a year but this needs to happen first.
Time to face the music.
Iris arrives in his lab in a familiar gust of wind, sending papers flying and oh god, ow, she needs to lean on this desk for a moment and catch her breath. The fight has taken more out of her than she thought apparently.]
-- and that's where it all goes dark.
Nine months later she wakes up in STAR labs, steals a sweatshirt and can run faster than people can blink.
The first person she tells, besides Dr. Wells and Caitlin and Cisco is her dad. Her dad who looks at her like he's terrified of losing his little girl like they both lost her mom, too young and too sudden and too violently. But then she tells him she wants to help people, that she wants to use this new speed to do good and not stand on the sidelines anymore, because she gets it. He didn't want her to be a cop to keep her safe but the universe has spoken and she's not going to ignore it this time. She's not a little girl, he can either support her or... well that's the only option she gives him. Support her or support her more.
The only thing they both seem to agree on immediately is: don't tell Barry right now. Not to keep him safe. Not to shield him. Not for any other reason besides what she can do, it should be impossible but it's not and that opens up a world of possibilities and neither of them want to get his hopes up before they know anything for sure. Because they've watched him struggle with his mom's murder and his dad's imprisonment for it for fifteen years and when they make the move to overturn the case to be foolproof, which is so the plan now because Iris puts two and two together and when Cisco tells her she's giving off yellow lightning when she runs all she can think of is eleven year old Barry asking if she thought he was crazy like everyone else at school.
No, Barry. Of course she didn't. Still doesn't. But she can't shake the nagging, bad feeling in her gut that she's not the only speedster in the world and that other one is what Barry saw that night and that it's not over just because Nora Allen is dead.
A run in with a man in a yellow suit who streaks red pretty much confirms that. But it's nice to know her instincts are still spot on.
Iris is not very good at secrets nor is she very subtle because Barry hears about her anyway, reads the reports online and the eyewitness accounts from crime scenes and he latches on hard. He talks about her all the time. He has theories and ideas and an excitement in his eyes that breaks her heart a little. Would he still be excited if he knew the truth? About her, about how she's kept a big secret from him for a few weeks now. Joe has to keep reminding her that she didn't want to get his hopes up, because if they're right then they can prove his dad is innocent finally but they have to toe the line carefully, play their cards right and Barry is even less subtle than she is.
But she seems to have decided she doesn't care about that anymore, after tonight. She needs Barry on their side, he's smart and knows more about his mom's murder than any of them. Or maybe she selfishly needs Barry to tell her that he doesn't blame her for anything. Or maybe she just likes the way he acts around her when she's under her mask. Like a star struck boy in love but one that also flirts back with her and says things her Barry would never say and she wants to feel appreciated right now. Whatever the reason, it has Iris turning off her ear piece in her suit after the man in yellow gets away, and she runs to the lab above the police station. She's bruised and hurting and wants nothing more than to shower and then sleep for a year but this needs to happen first.
Time to face the music.
Iris arrives in his lab in a familiar gust of wind, sending papers flying and oh god, ow, she needs to lean on this desk for a moment and catch her breath. The fight has taken more out of her than she thought apparently.]
[closed][psl]
Jan. 28th, 2015 08:19 pmonceandfutureprat[It started snowing in the morning, not hard but steady, nothing that really worried Arthur until it was late and it wasn't showing any signs of stopping and by the time they woke up the next morning: they were pretty much stuck. Unless either of them wanted to get out a shovel and start digging and Arthur has strongly hinted that he was going to make Merlin do that if they were still snowed in by tomorrow because he absolutely had to head back to London by then. There were matters of state to attend to, the future of the entire country depended on it, you know the usual.
He'd ride Merlin out of here if he had to-- and get that stupid smirk off your face, Merlin, you know what he meant.
There are perhaps worse places to be stuck than the small cabin kept by the royal family whenever they wanted an escape. It was peaceful there, he didn't have to be the young, golden king of England every single moment. No one was watching his every move. The only person with him was Merlin and Arthur's never taken his opinion too seriously, just like Merlin's never taken his shouting and insults personally. They fit together, the boy king and his personal assistant, more than Arthur will undoubtedly ever admit out loud but he shows it in other ways.
Like right now. He might be snoring away in Merlin's ear, but he's also got a firm arm around him, keeping him close.]
He'd ride Merlin out of here if he had to-- and get that stupid smirk off your face, Merlin, you know what he meant.
There are perhaps worse places to be stuck than the small cabin kept by the royal family whenever they wanted an escape. It was peaceful there, he didn't have to be the young, golden king of England every single moment. No one was watching his every move. The only person with him was Merlin and Arthur's never taken his opinion too seriously, just like Merlin's never taken his shouting and insults personally. They fit together, the boy king and his personal assistant, more than Arthur will undoubtedly ever admit out loud but he shows it in other ways.
Like right now. He might be snoring away in Merlin's ear, but he's also got a firm arm around him, keeping him close.]
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Dec. 24th, 2014 09:12 pmonceandfutureprat
[Arthur Pendragon, Prince of Wales, Lord of the Commonwealth, heir to the throne, Duke of Cornwall, Knight of the Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle, Personal Aide-de-Camp to His Majesty The King has not lost his mobile phone. It was right there when he went to sleep (passed out). Merlin his idiot personal assistant clearly has done something with it. Because Arthur would never do such a ridiculous and silly thing. Just like he would never drink too much at his birthday celebration the night before because he is notoriously not a partier. He's known for being always in control. He's England's golden boy, he's beloved by the people and he's always been on the straight and narrow in the public eye.
(He did drink a lot more than he should and Merlin had nothing to do with his missing mobile)
As it is anyway, the prince is a little hungover this morning and that makes him even crankier than he usually is in the morning because Arthur is more like am angry bear woken before spring before 10 am than a sweet princess. It leads to him banging around his bedroom, tearing the place apart in search of his phone and it actually looks like a bomb went off in there.
So it's a rather normal Saturday morning in the palace.]
Merlin! [A pillow goes flying across the room.] MERLIN!
