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Hartley Rathaway - Pied Piper ([personal profile] mostlyajerk) wrote2016-05-16 01:17 am

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

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gotspeed: (hero angst)

[personal profile] gotspeed 2016-05-15 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
It was not an easy decision for Barry to make. The world was falling to pieces, everything was going to go out with a bang and he just wanted to try and stop it. He'd never been afraid to undo what was done and the speedforce didn't protest, didn't stop him, they knew he was going to to do it regardless of what they told him.

So he ran.

He let them down. They came to him for help and he felt them both down. Hartley. James. It was on him and he knew it, he'd just been so angry at the time. He didn't think he could trust them or any rogue after all that had happened, reformed or not.

And yet they'd been his friends for ages now. Hartley for few years at least. They all had their ups and downs but they were there for each other. To know that turning his back of them led to this? He couldn't deal. Not with the Tricksters bullet riddled corpses, not with Hartley's swan song. None of it.

There they stood, on unsure ground, the world new and wrong and the moment he looked into Hartley's eyes, he felt it. He knew. He knew what he'd done. He remembered.

And James, he had no idea. There he was, alive and well and unaware that his brains had been splattered all over a train floor not long ago. Barry couldn't look away from Hartley, he felt the obligation to be there, he felt the urge to make it right, to keep this between them as well. They had to.
itstricky: (hahaha oops i care)

[personal profile] itstricky 2016-05-15 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hartley? Hartley! Oh man, don't leave me alone here. What the hell?"

As much as they needed the Flash, there was no way in hell he was being ditched here alone to deal with him. They fucked up and the last he checked, the Flash didn't want to be buddies so he was not being left stuck with him after Hartley went psycho and fucking punched him. He followed Hartley, not willing to be shaken off this easily as he came stumbling outside, trying to stop Hartley, to slow him down.

In the end, he was just running beside him, unable to work out what they were doing. "Tell me you have a plan. What the hell are you doing? You just punched the Flash! We came to talk to him, not assault him. Now he'll never help us."

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itstricky: (my feelings hurt)

[personal profile] itstricky 2016-05-16 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Two Face? Oh. Yeah, great plan. And next let's go hang with the Joker and have tea with the Mad Hatter?" What the hell was up with Hartley lately, he was being so weird and now he had all these strange ideas and honestly? James just had no idea what the fuck he was going. "How the hell is going to find Two Face a good idea? Do you want to get shot? This is Gotham, Piper. Gotham."

And they'd been here for only a short spell of time and honest to God, nearly everyone here had tried to kill him. He was tired, he was exhausted and he was just about ready to get the hell out of this armpit of a city. He didn't feel like doubling back.

"Let's just get to someone we know. Someone we trust. We need to find Barry, he can help us." James stopped moving with Hartley and stubbornly stood still, yanking the chain and hoping Hartley stopped or they were both getting zapped. "No one in Gotham will help. We need one of our own."
itstricky: (hahaha oops i care)

[personal profile] itstricky 2016-05-16 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"And if we get a bad coin toss? I knew a rogue that worked with him once and he told me that during the coin toss, he got the scratched side up and was shot at until he was out of sight. We can't outrun bullets, not like this. Neither of us is that on the ball, let's face it." James huffed a little, wishing he could just sit down and that would be that. No more dealing with this shit, no more running, he just wanted it to be over.

With a sigh, he started to walk again, sticking close to Hartley. "You know him?"

How did Hartley know so many people all the time? And why would he want to know people like Gotham rogues? They were all nuts. "If you think it's worth a shot, Piper, I'm game. But don't fuck it up because we're already screwed. We don't need to piss the crazy guy off."
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itstricky: (psych!)

[personal profile] itstricky 2016-05-16 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
James dropped down onto the train floor, trying to catch his breath as he leaned against some boxes, laughing at how they'd only just made it to freedom. Or James was. Hartley seemed kind of messed up. His last few jokes went on deaf ears, he wasn't even arguing any more. It was unsettling/

"The gay jokes aren't funny any more, huh?"

James shrugged to himself and then, unable to help himself, he laughed and grinned playfully at Hartley. "It's a shame cause riding the rails in this old crappy thing? I have a real knee slapper on the tip of my tongue about being hobo-sexual." With an amused little smile, he looked at Hartley. "I know, Hartley, I know. You don't have to say it."
itstricky: (rocking the trash look)

[personal profile] itstricky 2016-05-16 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you crying?"

James was about to reach out and comfort him when he saw a red dot appear on Hartley's head. Oh God no. "Get down!" James yelped as he tackled Hartley down, the shot barely missing them. Then there was another and another. They hid behind the boxes, the same boxes as last time, and James felt like he was definitely hitting breaking point.

He was so tired, he wanted this all to be over. He wanted Deadshot to stop.

"We can't let this keep happening. We need to put him down for good. One last ditch attempt. What do you say? You got your flute, I got my bombs. Let's do this."
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viber: (cool glasses huh?)

[personal profile] viber 2016-05-16 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I saw. I saw it all. Everything.

You rocked that flute, dude.

Also you're terrifying.
viber: (i have the best plans)

[personal profile] viber 2016-05-16 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I got trapped in the vibes, I wanted to come and help you two but I couldn't get out. I talked to Darkseid.

It was weird. Kinda cool though.

James is freaked. I told him you were alive before you even texted but he didn't believe me.

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viber: (Default)

[personal profile] viber 2016-05-16 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You look awful."

Cisco didn't really look up from the comic he was reading. He didn't make a fuss. Caitlin did, Barry wanted to but he knew he couldn't. Wally and Jesse offered their greetings and Cisco just remained where he was until they were over, not really paying him much mind.

"Did you know that Captain Marvel is basically kinda Captain America now? I don't dig it." Cisco looked up over his comic and pulled a face at the state of Hartley. "You look like shit."
viber: (smirky)

[personal profile] viber 2016-05-16 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure you don't."

Cisco finally smiled at Hartley, clearly amused by this whole self destruction that Hartley did. Caitlin took his blood, Barry went anywhere but where Hartley and Cisco debated texting James and telling him Hartley was back. No doubt someone else would first. While everyone else left to do their tasks, Cisco leaned back and dropped his comic down. "How are you doing?"
crackshot: (come at me bro)

[personal profile] crackshot 2016-08-28 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"And, see, look. They're all holding hands." Floyd unveiled his paperchain of happy blue people holding hands to his daughter and her little craft buddy, grinning at them playfully. Zoe was a little too old to be that amused by it but the other kid seemed to think it was pretty dope. Paper chains were though. "It's like world peace or something, you dig me? Everyone all happy and holding hands."

"They don't have faces, how do we know they're happy?"

"We draw them on." Trust Zoe to question it, she had such a bright mind, she always had to question everything. She knew the world wasn't that simple and she was only eleven. Rolling his eyes, Floyd slid the paperchain over to the girls. He didn't look much like a deadly assassin right now, he was in his incognito clothes, chilling out on his day off, sitting in a stupidly tiny chair and helping these kids craft. Thank God his squad couldn't see it. "You make them smile."
crackshot: (this ain't half bad)

[personal profile] crackshot 2016-08-28 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Some people also smile when they're scary as hell."

"Like that strange blonde lady who came over for Christmas?"

"She didn't come over, she broke in." She threw a rock through the window, came in to lament her puddin' ditching her at Christmas, ate all the cookies, drank all the eggnog and fell asleep under the tree. And that was how Zoe met her aunty Harley. "And yeah, pretty much. Her, her boyfriend, that whole giant mess but let's not focus on that. These people right here? They're happy. You know why? Cause they all love each other. That's why me and Zoe are happy. that's why you and your brother is happy."

He was trying to gently get this conversation away from 'bad reasons people smile' and onto good ones. He didn't need Zoe growing up all cynical. "You're gonna want to put big smiles on those faces and then we can show them to your brother and he'll be real proud."

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