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[goodviberations]

Who: Cisco and Savitar
What: A much-needed conversation
Where: The park


Cisco has been thinking about it for days. Mick had mentioned- off-hand in that way of his when he doesn't realize what he's saying is a bombshell- that Caitlin had patched up a speedster. One with scars.

It had taken a couple hours just to even process it. Savitar. Here. After everything he and Team Flash had done to stop the guy, he was still here. Still in their lives. For a day after that, he was angry. Furious, even. He'd threatened Cisco's friends; threatened everything that mattered to him. But the more he thought about it- really thought about it- the more the anger faded. He wasn't ready to forgive him for what he'd done, but he was level-headed enough to remember Savitar's motivations. The loneliness. The solitude. Freezing him out could start the whole process all over again. And that? Cisco isn't willing to risk it.

So after another day of psyching himself up, Cisco reaches out. He can't bring himself to video chat, so he sends him a text instead.

Savitar, I think we should talk. I'll be at the park this afternoon.

And then he spends about ten minutes panicking. What if the speedster decides to murder him? But he shoves that thought away. He needs to do this. For himself, if no other reason.

So he makes his way to the park, planting himself on a free bench to wait.

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[goodviberations]

Cisco fiddles with the zipper on his sweatshirt.

"So, uh, yeah. Good. I'm glad we had this talk."

[vivifier]

There is no way on earth Savitar believes that, but: "I'm sure we'll talk again."

[goodviberations]

Whether he believes it or not, it's actually kind of true.

"No doubt," he agrees. "Um. Have a good day, I guess?" Dios mio could he be more awkward?

[vivifier]

Sure it could. Super more awkward, since Savitar can't actually speed way and will in fact have to walk away. Awkwardly.

This is what happens, when you lose power.

[goodviberations]

Cisco gives an aborted wave, almost immediately mentally scolding himself. They aren't saying goodbye at the end of a playdate, they're parting ways after declaring a truce. Get a hold of yourself, man.

He stands, turning to walk away before he hesitates.

"Uh, did you want me to breach you back to your place?" Since he can't run, and all. Though he doesn't know how far Savitar lives, so it may be a pointless offer.

[vivifier]

"Um." Does he? He'd probably have to tell Cisco where he lives, but for all he knows he and Cisco live in the same building. So.

"Yeah. Okay."

[goodviberations]

He doesn't know why Savitar accepting the offer makes him feel better, but it does.

"Alright. Where are we going?"

[vivifier]

It vaguely makes him feel better, because he was really not relishing the idea of a long walk home. Or the bus. So, he rattles off his address.

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Cisco nods, opening a breach in front of them. He goes through first, having a feeling Savitar will feel better knowing the other end is somewhere safe enough to go.

[vivifier]

Cisco is not wrong, and Savitar is kind of glad Cisco is through the portal and doesn't see the visible sigh of relief. As if he was somehow afraid Cisco would dump him on Earth 15.

He's not. Really.

But through the portal he goes, one assumes into his sparse apartment or at least near it.

[goodviberations]

Cisco is already inspecting the apartment, as respectful of boundaries as he's always been. (Which is to say, hardly at all.)

"Man, I wouldn't even guess someone lives here. Where's all your stuff?"

[vivifier]

At least he has dishes now. A coffee table and that weird plant thing Bart gave him. There are even towels in the bathroom. And they're not even black.

Still, he frowns and shrugs. "Guess it didn't make it over with me." As if he has anything but armor back home.

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"This place is depressing, man," he says, shaking his head. "Super bleak." He's not gonna name it. He's not.

"Tell me you don't spend a lot of time here."

[vivifier]

"It's not that bad." It isn't, for instance, that creepy warehouse he was living in back home. "Why wouldn't I spend time here?"

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"What is there to do?" he asks, gesturing to the extent of nothingness in the apartment. "It's like-"

He stops himself. No, Cisco. No naming.

"Tell me you at least have movies or something."

[vivifier]

"I can sleep." Wow, how exciting. Sleep. Does he even sleep that much? Probably not. If there's one thing you can be absolutely positive about, it's the fact that Savitar is not good at self-care.

"It's like what?" So that's a no.

[goodviberations]

His little nerd heart is breaking here, Savitar. Seriously. Is he ignoring your question? Yes. Because he's feeling guilty about a certain feathery scaled friend.

"I'm bringing you movies. And posters. And video games."

And company. But that part's implied.

[vivifier]

"You don't have to do that. I don't need any of that." It's a half-hearted protest, because he seriously doubts he can stop any of them. What's he going to do if someone brings something over? Whap them with his cast?

[goodviberations]

"Humor me, man. I'll lose sleep over you spending time in a place like this."

Yeah, he may have to start a game night or something. Pester some other people to join them.

[vivifier]

"You will." Color him skeptical, Cisco. "Why?"

[goodviberations]

Cisco actually has to think about it for a second. Why does he care? Is it because half the guy's face is the same as his best friend's? No, he doesn't think so. Savitar isn't Barry, and he knows it. So why care about Savitar at all?

Maybe because without the armor and the plotting and the speed, he's just a guy. A guy who had been alienated from his family. And damned if Cisco doesn't know what that's like.

Not that he'll say any of that, of course. He and Savitar aren't on a heart-to-heart basis yet.

"I'm a light sleeper."

[vivifier]

It's strange is all, he thinks. Cisco was his friend, and then suddenly Cisco wasn't for reasons that he hadn't even been able to comprehend at the time. He'd had family and then suddenly he'd lost everyone through various means. And he'd been in so much pain that he couldn't handle any of it. He barely even been able to keep himself alive.

And now here Cisco is, offering to help for...whatever reasons he has. And it's everything he'd ever wanted in the future he'd left behind and nothing he'd wanted in the timeline he'd just left. And again, he has no idea how to comprehend it.

So all he does is shrug. "Yeah. All right."

[goodviberations]

It's not exactly an enthusiastic response, but Cisco will take it. It's certainly better than them trying to kill each other.

"Cool. So let's start with decorations. Because this place is bleak."

[vivifier]

"It's not bleak. It's undecorated. It's not like I'm sitting in the dark like some millionaire who fights crime dressed like a bat."

Stop.

[goodviberations]

Cisco snorts at that.

"Gratuitous pop culture reference aside, tell me what decorations you won't immediately tear down."