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entrancelogs2016-08-07 03:32 pm
catchacold) wrote in entrancelogs2016-08-07 03:32 pm
[open] you're as cold as ice -- you're willing to sacrifice
Who: Leonard Snart and YOU. Also, plot for closed starters by commenting to my plotting comment or hitting me up at ![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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Where: Throughout Genosha
When: 8/5-8/9
Rating: PG-13? I guess? I'll update if anything bad happens.
Summary: Len has ice powers and is, on the one hand, a thief and generally not so savoury character. On the other hand, he's in favour of free will and equal chances, so somehow he ends up actually being pro-human. He's not sure how he ended up a good guy either.
Will match format, brackets or prose, all good.
1. He's out on the street for reasons known only to himself. Maybe it has something to do with the bank nearby or maybe that man in the expensive suit who passes Leonard and who realises about an hour later that his wallet is missing.
Maybe it's because that place on the corner, where Leonard pays with money from said wallet, has such excellent ice cream. Maybe he's waiting to meet someone, like a hot date or that police woman that'd do better not to be seen with him. Or maybe it is just for some good, old-fashioned fun, like creating a snowball in his palm and holding it as he considers where to throw it.
Feel free to interrupt him at any point.
2. Home sweet home. Only Leonard's current residence is literally inside an abandoned warehouse and as such it's not overly cosy, nor the best suited to keep any unwanted or even wanted visitors waiting.
Of course, unless somebody knows he lives here, they might not bother coming in. It certainly doesn't look very lived in, until one comes to one of the backrooms, which has the couch he's currently reclining on, reading a magazine with his feet propped up on the backrest.
The room is also cold. Not quite below zero, but if someone's breath runs hot, it would be visible. Leonard's breath can't be seen, but there are faint ice crystals forming under his fingertips.
3. [ooc: Throw up your own thing, feel free to plot with me before as mentioned up on top or let's just jump right in.]
Where: Throughout Genosha
When: 8/5-8/9
Rating: PG-13? I guess? I'll update if anything bad happens.
Summary: Len has ice powers and is, on the one hand, a thief and generally not so savoury character. On the other hand, he's in favour of free will and equal chances, so somehow he ends up actually being pro-human. He's not sure how he ended up a good guy either.
Will match format, brackets or prose, all good.
1. He's out on the street for reasons known only to himself. Maybe it has something to do with the bank nearby or maybe that man in the expensive suit who passes Leonard and who realises about an hour later that his wallet is missing.
Maybe it's because that place on the corner, where Leonard pays with money from said wallet, has such excellent ice cream. Maybe he's waiting to meet someone, like a hot date or that police woman that'd do better not to be seen with him. Or maybe it is just for some good, old-fashioned fun, like creating a snowball in his palm and holding it as he considers where to throw it.
Feel free to interrupt him at any point.
2. Home sweet home. Only Leonard's current residence is literally inside an abandoned warehouse and as such it's not overly cosy, nor the best suited to keep any unwanted or even wanted visitors waiting.
Of course, unless somebody knows he lives here, they might not bother coming in. It certainly doesn't look very lived in, until one comes to one of the backrooms, which has the couch he's currently reclining on, reading a magazine with his feet propped up on the backrest.
The room is also cold. Not quite below zero, but if someone's breath runs hot, it would be visible. Leonard's breath can't be seen, but there are faint ice crystals forming under his fingertips.
3. [ooc: Throw up your own thing, feel free to plot with me before as mentioned up on top or let's just jump right in.]
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"See, I can make snow angels inside, so I can do that while watching as much Paul Walker as I want."
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But it's curious, even if Snart's simply joking with him right now, to learn about something he does outside of stirring up Genosha's mutants and police who want to tame the unsettled beast plaguing the island.
The snowball football remains in his hands, and he looks down at it. "Doesn't it wreck your place? I never had you pegged for living inside of an igloo."
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The real question was whether or not Barry would actually take this seriously. If not, he could just smirk and shrug. If yes, he should probably have stocked up on -- Red Bull? Looking at Barry and his usual behaviour, yes, definitely Energy Drinks, heavy on the sugar, light on nutritional value.
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Besides, being called the White Speedster doesn't quite have the same flair to it as the Scarlet Speedster does. And there's a joke in there about the Scarlet Letter, he's sure of it.
But it's an opportunity, and Barry doesn't grasp it for reasons that feel wrong. Using Snart's obvious soft spot for him against him isn't in Barry Allen's style, and it's not how he wants the Flash to be known. Fair and just is the way the Scarlet Speedster likes to run, and he doesn't want to deviate from that path, regardless of how it may help him in the future.
"You really want to invite me back to yours for a snow cone? Think about it, Snart. I'm me. You're you. We're on opposite sides here."
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"But maybe I'm playing you." He shrugs his shoulders a little, eyes steadily on Barry. "Maybe I figured I might as well invite you, since you won't accept. You'd think it's a trap, so I didn't have to worry. Thanks for not calling my bluff."
However, he keeps talking, slowly starting to smile. "Or I have hot chocolate at him."
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"So …" It's evident Barry's unsure of what to make of Snart in this moment. Though he wears a mask, his expression does shift beneath it. Even his hands sweep out in a gesture of uncertainty. "You want to take me home to give me hot chocolate? Or you just want to show me where you live? Because that's a really good idea?"
In a way, it's a brilliant plan. A test in itself: Snart has to know Barry may know his name and may learn where he lives, but it's not in him to sell out that location to the police. If anything, he'd protect it with all that he has.
Sometimes being a good guy pays off for the bad guys.
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"But if you keep boring me with repeating the same question, I might have to ice you instead."
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Sometimes Barry finds that's his problem — he questions things too much, and spins himself around and around in a circle. It's a problem, trying to chase his own tail. Sometimes he becomes so wrapped up in the act he forgets the reason why he'd started in the first place.
He's searching for something, but all the self-awareness he carries has left him oblivious as to why he always participates in this song and dance with Leonard Snart.
"As for the offer, unless you can promise ice-cream in the cone, I'll have to pass for now."
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He doesn't drop the snow football in his hands. Barry disappears in a streak of gold.