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After his encounter with one of his grandfather's alternates, Bart isn't really sure how long he spent unconscious. Grandsparky had left him on the couch with a blanket and a present in the form of the power dampener melted around his wrist. If he'd had even a tiny amount of his speed, that wouldn't be a problem, but he can't vibrate free, and without the aid of the Speed Force, every muscle in his body hurts from the forced contractions caused by all that electricity.

Still, he can't stay where he is, because he has to find a way to keep Barry from hurting anyone else, and get this blasted thing off his wrist so he can. Which means he has to get help. STAR Labs is the first place to come to mind, and he hopes as he slowly makes his way there that nobody else is acting in such a strange manner, but really doubts it. Things never seem to be on a nice, small scale. But he can totally hope there's either someone who isn't trying to rock the villain look there, or just some tools that will help with the removal.

[OOC: Catch Bart trudging along the city streets or at STAR Labs. He's not exactly a happy camper after what Barry-2 did to him, and knowing he'll probably have to plan on round 2.]

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And he's not the only one on the way to STAR Labs. Once he'd lost Allen, Harry had doubled back towards the Labs. There were more dampeners there, or at least enough components of them that they'd lock down anyone who needed it.

He pulls up at the shock of red hair. Speedster. What the hell was his name?

"You. Speedster."

Good job Harry.

Bart had been pretty much keeping his head down, focusing on keeping moving as it felt like his body was unnaturally slow and heavy. Still, the voice and the words caught his attention. Sadly, it wasn't something he could really own up to with his own state.

He waved the hand with the melted cuff housing as he looked at the scientist who'd done a lot of the planning for the end of the last bit of trouble they'd had. "You. Physicist."

A beat, then, "We going to just use descriptors, Doc? Because that one isn't fitting so well at the moment."

An exasperated look. After being chased by living lightning and trying to build more dampening units in his head so he could make them faster at the labs,he's a bit distracted.

Then he sees the cuff and snatches his hand, examining it. "Allen did this, didn't he?"

"Sparky, yeah," Bart agreed. "I tried to talk to him, but..."

Yeah, that hadn't gone well. The device is clamped on and welded shut, just short of affecting his circulation. It isn't the most comfortable fashion accessory in the world, but he's more worried about the people being whammied by whatever caused this.

"The fallout's going to suck."

"Let's worry about that later. First we have to get that dampener off you."

And they head into STAR Labs, Harry terrorizing every intern he can find into getting him the right tools to start work.

Bart would argue, but having his speed back would be nice.

"I always forget how weird it is to only have one speed," he comments, paying close attention to what Wells is doing.

Well some of us have managed well enough operating at one speed.

It's going to take some time to disable the internal dampener. After that you should be able to phase out if it normally.

"Wasn't meant as an insult. I know most of the world is made up of folks without speed. Doesn't make it any less weird to be missing a connection I've had my whole life," Bart said, shrugging a little.

"Take as long as you need. I'm not going anywhere."

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