Time Storm - Final Event log!

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It's time.
The science and speedster minds have determined that a wave of dark matter washing over the affected will save their lives. Below are main threads - backtagging is always encouraged.

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[havingprecision]

"Alive." He pets at the dragon a bit as he drags in a deeper breath, blinking and taking in his surroundings. They're still in medical which isn't a surprise. But there's a visible sense of relief in everyone as they come and go.

"You did it. I knew you would."

[snowandfrost]

They're in medical and Pilot takes his place cuddling against Oliver's side, careful of the flame on his tail. He peeks at his caretaker and gives a huff before laying down. Everyone is on their way to delivering cures and medicine that the others needed. Oliver has his own IV bag to assist in his recovery.

"We all did it. Team Flash saving the world again," she teases a little. Still, she sets her tablet aside and refrains from holding onto Oliver's hand to feel his warmth.

[havingprecision]

"Never a doubt in my mind." Pilot is a warm and solid weight against his side and with his little head resting on his arm, Oliver can't exactly pet him but the dragon seems all right with cuddling for the moment.

"Doctor Caitlin Snow, saving my life," he corrects.

[snowandfrost]

"Doctor Caitlin Snow making sure you make it to your next--" She stops herself from calling it a date. "...Patrol." Pilot raises his head and gives her a look because he thinks his caretaker is being silly about her feelings. Caitlin fiddles with the blanket instead. "I'm just glad we didn't lose you, Oliver," she says softly, looking at him.

[havingprecision]

"And here I thought it was closer to a date," he teases gently. Ok, so technically it was a patrol complete with dinner and a route around areas guaranteed to be on the quieter side of the spectrum.

The little dragon's look isn't lost on him and as Caitlin fiddles with the blanket, Oliver reaches to tangle his fingers with hers.

"You didn't lose me."

[snowandfrost]

PIlot huffs a small cloud of smoke and settles. Caitlin squeezes his hand back. A date. The important part is that she didn't lose him. The tension melts out of Caitlin's shoulders and she lets their fingers tangle with each other.

"Good," she says quietly. "I wouldn't want you to be late for our date."

[havingprecision]

"I wouldn't dare," he promises with a small smile. "Give me another day or two to get back on my feet and we'll do just that."

[snowandfrost]

Pilot chirps happily at that prospect, then moves to settle on Oliver's stomach.

"You shouldn't be patrolling for at least a week, Oliver," Caitlin replies with an apologetic smile. "Your body needs to be given a chance to actually recover." Pilot doesn't like that and snaps at her fingers. "But we still can spend time together until you're back on your feet?"