Wally shifted from foot to foot, making sure his boots fit nicely and weren't going to cause any discomfort while running before he began a series of quick stretches. The movements were more from deeply-ingrained habit than anything else though. Part of the process of putting on the bright red and yellow suit he was currently wearing. It felt weird though; like it was good and bad at the same time. Good because it'd been a while since he'd worn his costume and he'd missed it, but also a little bad because it felt weird to put it on and know that he'd have to be careful about using his powers. He couldn't just zip from place to place in a blur of speed. Not any more. And putting on the suit just to walk from one place to another felt pretty stupid.
But until he knew what was going on with that weird mystery note, he wasn't going to go without something to protect his identity. The symbol had been close enough to his to make the meaning clear, so the Flash was the one who was going to answer the message, not Wally West.
Shaking out his limbs one last time, he tugged the mask into place, made sure the hallway was clear, and quickly slipped out of his room and off towards his meeting.
But until he knew what was going on with that weird mystery note, he wasn't going to go without something to protect his identity. The symbol had been close enough to his to make the meaning clear, so the Flash was the one who was going to answer the message, not Wally West.
Shaking out his limbs one last time, he tugged the mask into place, made sure the hallway was clear, and quickly slipped out of his room and off towards his meeting.
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