virgil hawkins (static_shower) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-04-20 21:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | bart allen/impulse, virgil hawkins |
Who: Static and Impulse
What: patrolling and teenagery angst?!
When:Monday night
Where: in the city
warnings:tba
Status: in progress
Virgil was feeling restless. Sure the new watch tower was tight, he'd have to remember to thank Mr.Wayne, Bruce...Batman? Whatever he was supposed to call him-later. It was finally fit for humans and now he wanted out. Go figure, teenage logic. High speed internet made all the difference. AND...bonus, he hadn't even broken one computer yet. Not like he planned on breaking any-he was good with technology usually. Not as good as his best friend Richie of coarse, but good enough. In his free time he created video games and programs to run on the shiny new computers of theirs. Even upped the technology a bit -likely much to Clark's dismay.
There were only so many programs he could create in one day. He was feeling nostalgic for super hero-ing. The down time was nice once in a while, but he truly loved it. Being a hero made him who he was. Without it he was just...lost. It didn't help that he had alot to make up for. Daisy was on his mind again, he wondered how she was doing..if she'd woken up yet..if she even noticed he was gone. But why should she? He was the reason she was in a coma, of coarse..she didn't know that. The last thing she probably remembered was Static showing off in that movie theater. Even thinking about it his anger peeked and he quickly changed into his gear. Putting on a strained smirk he headed into the main room. "Yo! Would ya hurry up already? You're taking longer than my sister!" He called to Bart as he pulled the flying disk from his coat.