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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[goodviberations]

It's been a rough week. From the start of the storm to discovering how to counteract it, Cisco doesn't feel like he's had a second to breathe. But it had been worth it.

Barry-2 was the first to recover, courtesy of his speedster healing. Oliver came to shortly after, and Cisco had made a quiet exit to allow him some time alone with Caitlin. But Mick? Mick stayed unconscious. He knew it had to do with how much temporal radiation Mick's body had to work through, but every hour he remained still drove Cisco a little crazier.

And then Mick opens his eyes, and all the tension drains out of Cisco's body. He's alright. Thank god.

"He hasn't left your side," He says with a small smile.

[bringstheheat]

Cisco.
Mick dimly recalls hearing his voice and when his fingers twitch, he realizes that there's another hand in his and it's.. nice. Not bad. So instead of pulling away he leaves it there and focuses on opening his eyes and looking around.

He feels like utter hell.
But he's alive.

A huff as Haircut cuddles in against his side. "Knew you could do it."

[goodviberations]

"I didn't," he admits. "Caitlin and I thought we'd hit a dead end." It had been a terrifying few hours. Three lives depending on them so completely. "But the dark matter that Barry, Savitar, and Bart created was enough to counteract the temporal radiation. Barry-2 and Oliver are alright. You're the last to wake up."

He'd been glad to see the other two okay, but he admittedly had been afraid that they might have been too late to save Mick.

[bringstheheat]

"So Glasses and Robin Hood are okay." Is that relief he's feeling? He's not sure. So he's going to push that aside at least for the moment. "We're alive because you nerds figured out what needed to be done." All of them. He won't have Cisco discount his own role in this.

[goodviberations]

"Yeah, but we almost didn't. It was almost too late." Three people had nearly died because he was so distracted by his concern. "But don't worry about that. You should rest. Your body still needs to heal."

[bringstheheat]

Mick's eyes narrow.
He might not be the best when it comes to emotions, but with enough exposure to someone he can read them like a damn book. There's guilt weighing heavily on Cisco and damned if Mick can figure out why. "Hey."

"Whatever you're thinking, don't. I ain't dead. Nobody else is. Chalk it up as a win and be done with it."

[goodviberations]

Mick isn't wrong. Everyone is alright, and Cisco had something to do with that. It should be enough.

"I guess we have to postpone movie night, huh?" Deflect deflect deflect.

Look at Mick Not Caring all over the place..

[bringstheheat]

Mhm. See, the thing is, Mick had been a partner to the King of Deflection for a long damn time. So he can kinda see that crap a mile away.

"What for? You got one of them.. tablet things," he waves a hand at him, shifting to lever himself up into a more seated position and heaven help any intern that tries to stop him. "Pick something out."

Never mind the fact that Cisco looks like utter hell and could probably use a distraction of his own.

Aw, Mick. He's gonna start thinking you actually have feelings.

[goodviberations]

Cisco blinks, surprised at the suggestion. But he isn't going to ask if he's sure. Not if it could mean Mick changes his mind. He finds one of those rolling food trays and situates it over Mick's bed, propping the tablet on it. Cisco's chair has to shift right up against the bed for Cisco to be able to see, but he isn't complaining.

"Alright. Have you seen Last Jedi yet?"

No. Feelings are gross.

[bringstheheat]

Mick has grown used to Cisco being near so him sitting so close? It's familiar. Nice. Haircut cuddles in his lap while Cisco calls up a movie and there might, just might be a hint of a grin as he looks up.

"What's a Jedi?"

He's pretty sure that Leonard's status as a closet Star Wars nerd will allow him to troll Cisco.

Just a little.

Nope. Too late.

[goodviberations]

Cisco's eyes go wide and horrified as he looks at Mick.

"You- what's a-"

He may actually be having a mini stroke right now. Give him a second.

[bringstheheat]

Damn. This is almost too easy.
Haircut chirps in disapproval and nips at Mick's finger.

"I'm screwing with you. I know what a damn Jedi is. Snart dragged me to every single movie when they were released. Sometimes twice."

[goodviberations]

Cisco sags, then thwaps Mick on the shoulder with a laugh.

"That was just mean," he protests. He presses play on the screen, then settles in, elbow propped on the bed beside Mick.

He lasts about twenty minutes before he's out, head drooped onto Mick's shoulder and breathing slow and even. It's the first time he's really slept since the storm hit, body able to fully shut down now that Mick and the others are safe.