MASK OR MENACE IC INBOX

[runningstart]

WALLY WEST
"You've reached the personal voice mail of the Wall-man. The honor is yours! Leave your deets, I'll holla back atcha."
[ BEEP. ]

KID FLASH
"This is the contact for Kid Flash. If it's an emergency, call Robin; he'll know where I am. Otherwise, leave your info and I'll get you back ASAP."
[ BEEP. ]


[ voice | text | email | action ]

( Please specify in tag subject line if the contact is for Wally West or Kid Flash! )

Comments

[runningstart]

i dunno man

im tired
i dont really wanna talk about stuff i just want to actually sleep through the night for once

[performance]

Oh.

[performance]

Maybe I can come back and we can just...
I don't know.

[performance]

Just tell me what you want.

[runningstart]

i want to sleep

and i want you to not stay in a rat den because you feel like youre not allowed to be in your own home or whatever your reasons are

so just get over here

[performance]

I just want to see you.
I don't want to fight anymore.
Not tonight, anyway.

I'm on my way.

Ceasefire?

9/1 wally

[tadeadshi]

hey wally could use some help with something when you've got a few minutes

[runningstart]

yeah sounds good i dont wanna fight anymore

[performance]

I'll see you soon.

[performance]

[ It's not too long after his last text that Robin shows up at the cave. It's only been two weeks, but he enters it like it's a stranger's house, padding in on quiet feet and all but tiptoeing to their bedroom.

He doesn't want to wake Wally if he's asleep. ... no, he does. But he shouldn't.

His heart is pounding. ]

[runningstart]

whats up dude lay it on me

[tadeadshi]

when you get a chance I need as much journey music as you can get sent to me

[runningstart]

[Well, he doesn't wake Wally up at least. Mostly because Wally isn't in the bedroom. Or the living room or the kitchen, for that matter. No, he's in his makeshift lab in one of the purposeless rooms splitting off from the 'garage.' There's not much in his lab, some slipshod equipment (with a few actually legitimate pieces) and a folding table and chair with a lamp, but he's slumped over the table asleep with his head pillowed on his arms. Spread out beneath him are notebooks filled with scribbles and formulas and math, some that Wally has obviously been working with and some he'd copied from other sources to try and work out on his own.

He's also out like a light, despite the wrinkle in his brow and the frown on his face.]

[runningstart]

omg my calling
my time has come

all my hopes and dreams have culminated to this very point

[performance]

[ Robin's heart squeezes tight and painful in the circle of his ribs, and for a moment, he just stands in the doorway and looks at him. He missed him. He really, really, really missed him. And maybe nothing else matters right now. Not his own hurt feelings, not his sense of pride, not anything except for the unshakable certainty that he'd be lost if anything ever happened to Wally.

Five years.

He could let him sleep, but... if it were him, he'd want Wally to wake him up. He heads over to the the table, giving the notebooks a once-over before resting his hand lightly between Wally's shoulderblades, leaning in close, voice low. ]

Walls. Hey. You're gonna wake up with a killer neck ache.

[runningstart]

[Wally doesn't start awake; doesn't groan loudly, doesn't stretch comically. Even when he was waking up his gestures were always big, grand, as over-the-top as his entire personality.

Not this time. He inhales sharply, blinks his eyes open to look up at Robin for a moment and then stands, grabs Robin's hand and plods in the direction of the bedroom, eyes still closed. He's mostly still asleep because honestly, he might need it as badly as Robin does.

It takes some stumbling (and probably some leading on Robin's behalf) but he finally lets go when they reach the bedroom and falls face-down on his bed, almost immediately falling back asleep.]

[performance]

[ The sleepwalking doesn't surprise him. The hand grabbing does. But he lets Wally lead him until he needs to lead Wally, and finally they make it to the bedroom and Wally's out like a light. ]

... dork.

[ Robin sighs, slow and tired and overwhelmed, and just kicks off his shoes before crawling, careful and quiet, into Wally's bed beside him. Maybe it'll be awkward when they wake up and maybe it won't. Either way, he just can't bring himself to care about eight hours from now. ]

text - 9/3 (id: harrison wells)

[hsalf]

What did you think?

text

[runningstart]

what who

[runningstart]

i dont think anything

[runningstart]

what are you talking about
who are you talking to

[runningstart]

dont talk to me

[hsalf]

And I thought Barry's texting was bad.

[hsalf]

Hoodie, sunglasses, baseball cap, truly the attire of a stakeout.
If you were anywhere else but a lecture hall that is.

[runningstart]

WELL WHAT ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO YOU KNOW WHAT I LOOK LIKE