Nightshift 38: Entry Room
[from here]
The Entry Room was a lot like he remembered it, or at least, a lot like what he remembered from when he'd run into Clark here on his first night. Admittedly most of what he remembered was dark, blurred from speed, and full of argument but this was a lot like that. Just without the blurring and the arguments.
Bruce's comment about not running around and just hitting things struck a nerve though, and Wally flushed at that, though hopefully with how dark and empty the room was, it wouldn't be noticeable. "No, I guess it doesn't," he was forced to agree. Especially on his first night, when all it had done was gotten him to learn the hard way that his powers weren't working as they used to and then nearly gotten him eaten by a bunch of bugs.
"I think the map said the file rooms were in here, right?" he asked, trying not to let the implied reprimand get to him and beginning to wish this whole night was over already. It was hard to imagine how things could get any more difficult just from talking to each other. At least now that they were away from the more crowded areas, hopefully Bruce would stop acting so... not like Bats. He felt kinda bad that Bruce acting different bothered him so much, but he couldn't help it. It just weirded him out.
The Entry Room was a lot like he remembered it, or at least, a lot like what he remembered from when he'd run into Clark here on his first night. Admittedly most of what he remembered was dark, blurred from speed, and full of argument but this was a lot like that. Just without the blurring and the arguments.
Bruce's comment about not running around and just hitting things struck a nerve though, and Wally flushed at that, though hopefully with how dark and empty the room was, it wouldn't be noticeable. "No, I guess it doesn't," he was forced to agree. Especially on his first night, when all it had done was gotten him to learn the hard way that his powers weren't working as they used to and then nearly gotten him eaten by a bunch of bugs.
"I think the map said the file rooms were in here, right?" he asked, trying not to let the implied reprimand get to him and beginning to wish this whole night was over already. It was hard to imagine how things could get any more difficult just from talking to each other. At least now that they were away from the more crowded areas, hopefully Bruce would stop acting so... not like Bats. He felt kinda bad that Bruce acting different bothered him so much, but he couldn't help it. It just weirded him out.