[ barry turns, and he's plucked a flower from her arrangement to twiddle with it between his fingertips. a part of him tells himself not to begin plucking the petals to the justice league wants me, the justice league wants me not. ]
That Barry's different to me. He'd be more experienced, and faster. He'd be the one that drove Thawne to go back in time — [ and murder nora allen as a substitute for not getting barry. the flower goes still in his hands, his fingers gentle against the stem. shaking his head, he opens his mouth, but no words come out in that instance. ]
[ looking down, he notices he has a flower in his hands, and he spins on his feet to place it back into the arrangement. it's a good distraction, even though it's a short one. ]
I don't know if this world needs me. [ he says it to the flowers, then turns to face her. ] It's not Central City. We don't have a band of superheroes there. We don't have this — and it's not like Team Flash. I don't really want to be running and have Batman's raspy voice in my ear. [ his hands fall against his sides. are you with me? is what he wants to ask, but bartholomew henry allen knows the answer. iris ann west is always with him. always. ]
[ with a sigh, he seems to digress. it's almost like he's had a conversation with himself, with iris as the witness. it's now, as though the conversation with barry, with his audible rambling, trying to work through all the obstacles he has place in his own way, has ended. ]
ACTION.
[ who didn't see that one coming? ]
[ barry turns, and he's plucked a flower from her arrangement to twiddle with it between his fingertips. a part of him tells himself not to begin plucking the petals to the justice league wants me, the justice league wants me not. ]
That Barry's different to me. He'd be more experienced, and faster. He'd be the one that drove Thawne to go back in time — [ and murder nora allen as a substitute for not getting barry. the flower goes still in his hands, his fingers gentle against the stem. shaking his head, he opens his mouth, but no words come out in that instance. ]
[ looking down, he notices he has a flower in his hands, and he spins on his feet to place it back into the arrangement. it's a good distraction, even though it's a short one. ]
I don't know if this world needs me. [ he says it to the flowers, then turns to face her. ] It's not Central City. We don't have a band of superheroes there. We don't have this — and it's not like Team Flash. I don't really want to be running and have Batman's raspy voice in my ear. [ his hands fall against his sides. are you with me? is what he wants to ask, but bartholomew henry allen knows the answer. iris ann west is always with him. always. ]
[ with a sigh, he seems to digress. it's almost like he's had a conversation with himself, with iris as the witness. it's now, as though the conversation with barry, with his audible rambling, trying to work through all the obstacles he has place in his own way, has ended. ]
You really think this is a good idea?