[ somehow, iris doubts he could ever sound that stupid, but she laughs loud and clear. this is it. the interview. the one she'd promised herself she'd conduct all professional-like, with the tools she'd acquired from journalism school. ]
You're gonna be fine. Promise.
[ she could still hear her professor's voice in the back of her mind. do her research. get a solid understanding of the person she'll be profiling. sit down and compile a file (or spreadsheet) with facts, times, and places. figure out everything she possibly can before sitting down and talking to the man of the hour himself. the wise reporter is a succinct one who also makes her interviewees comfortable. iris must've practiced these techniques on her poor dad hundreds of times - and okay, maybe barry himself back when she was still in grad school. back before the particle accelerator exploded.
prior to her big discovery, the flash's file had been barebones. she vaguely guessed his eye color and height, and she sure didn't know his age or birthplace. she couldn't even begin to guess motivations for saving people, beyond her mattering to him. iris couldn't even shake anything important out of interviewing the people the flash rescued. they knew as much as she did.
(or so she'd thought.)
it feels a little weird interviewing her best friend. it feels a little weird asking him about motivations and advice when she knows she's his driving star. she's too close, too biased for this. but she nods, peering down at their intertwined hands. she thinks she knows a good new first question - one that'll bridge the gap between csi and superhero. ]
Since I've got a better idea of your powers and what you can do with them, let's talk about your motivations. The reasons you save people and make a place like Central or Heropa so much better. [ she grins, ] I know that's a lot to ask, so we'll break it down bit by bit.
What's one thing you'd wish you'd known when you became the Flash?
ACTION.
You're gonna be fine. Promise.
[ she could still hear her professor's voice in the back of her mind. do her research. get a solid understanding of the person she'll be profiling. sit down and compile a file (or spreadsheet) with facts, times, and places. figure out everything she possibly can before sitting down and talking to the man of the hour himself. the wise reporter is a succinct one who also makes her interviewees comfortable. iris must've practiced these techniques on her poor dad hundreds of times - and okay, maybe barry himself back when she was still in grad school. back before the particle accelerator exploded.
prior to her big discovery, the flash's file had been barebones. she vaguely guessed his eye color and height, and she sure didn't know his age or birthplace. she couldn't even begin to guess motivations for saving people, beyond her mattering to him. iris couldn't even shake anything important out of interviewing the people the flash rescued. they knew as much as she did.
(or so she'd thought.)
it feels a little weird interviewing her best friend. it feels a little weird asking him about motivations and advice when she knows she's his driving star. she's too close, too biased for this. but she nods, peering down at their intertwined hands. she thinks she knows a good new first question - one that'll bridge the gap between csi and superhero. ]
Since I've got a better idea of your powers and what you can do with them, let's talk about your motivations. The reasons you save people and make a place like Central or Heropa so much better. [ she grins, ] I know that's a lot to ask, so we'll break it down bit by bit.
What's one thing you'd wish you'd known when you became the Flash?