"No spandex..."
Who: Wally West & Claire Bennet
What: A "business meeting"
When: This evening, at around 6
Where: In front of the castle
Rating: Let's keep it PG, kids...
Wally was out in front of the castle, wearing a pair of jeans and a black V-neck shirt. As ordered by the blonde he was waiting for. He only had basic clothes, really. Outside of being The Flash, he was just a police mechanic. Rarely. In fact, he was rarely Wally West, period. It was new that a girl asked him to dress down. Other than the fact that every woman in Keystone knows his identity is meant to be a secret (which he's been told is 'exciting' and 'mysterious', thank you very much Claire), they seem to even prefer the Flash. He's the hero with the superpowers and museum under his name. The Flash is the guy stopping the bank robbers and putting Captain Cold behind bars.
Wally didn't get at all why Claire was so against the whole hero thing. But she was entitled to it, he guessed.
He looked around and didn't see her yet. Sigh. Wally could squeeze one hundred years out of every minute. Waiting for even two minutes seemed like an eternity to him. He ran back to his room and sat on the bed. Then he got up and put cologne on. Then he brushed his teeth, made his bed, changed his shirt twice but ended up putting the black V-neck back on. Then returned to the front of the castle.
There, that should've killed time!
...
Twelve seconds. Figures.
"I'll just wait..." He muttered to himself, tapping his foot at lightning speed.
[[ooc: I know I posted early! Or.. late. if you're on the east coast. an hour and a half in the future post, anyway.]]
What: A "business meeting"
When: This evening, at around 6
Where: In front of the castle
Rating: Let's keep it PG, kids...
Wally was out in front of the castle, wearing a pair of jeans and a black V-neck shirt. As ordered by the blonde he was waiting for. He only had basic clothes, really. Outside of being The Flash, he was just a police mechanic. Rarely. In fact, he was rarely Wally West, period. It was new that a girl asked him to dress down. Other than the fact that every woman in Keystone knows his identity is meant to be a secret (which he's been told is 'exciting' and 'mysterious', thank you very much Claire), they seem to even prefer the Flash. He's the hero with the superpowers and museum under his name. The Flash is the guy stopping the bank robbers and putting Captain Cold behind bars.
Wally didn't get at all why Claire was so against the whole hero thing. But she was entitled to it, he guessed.
He looked around and didn't see her yet. Sigh. Wally could squeeze one hundred years out of every minute. Waiting for even two minutes seemed like an eternity to him. He ran back to his room and sat on the bed. Then he got up and put cologne on. Then he brushed his teeth, made his bed, changed his shirt twice but ended up putting the black V-neck back on. Then returned to the front of the castle.
There, that should've killed time!
...
Twelve seconds. Figures.
"I'll just wait..." He muttered to himself, tapping his foot at lightning speed.
[[ooc: I know I posted early! Or.. late. if you're on the east coast. an hour and a half in the future post, anyway.]]