WHO: Barry Allen and Tim Drake-Wayne WHAT: Meeting and talking WHEN: Thursday evening WHERE: The Streets WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Barry was a little concerned about all the people who were arriving from home. He was glad to see Caitlin, of course he was. And even more glad that she was Caitlin. But nothing had really been resolved with her powers yet - if she lost the necklace she wore she would go Killer Frost and there was no Cisco here to fix it if anything went wrong. So that made him a little nervous.
But worse than that, Snart's presence here had him watching the network like a hawk. Even though he'd turned to him in his moment of desperation, he didn't trust the guy. He was certain to turn back to his true nature and start stealing here in Madison Valley - or worse. So he was scouring the posts he made, trying to make absolutely for sure that he wasn't plotting anything where Barry could see.
So far so good, but he wasn't sure how long that would last.
He'd gone out for a walk tonight, just to try to ease some of his anxiety. The arrival of two potential dangers, and his own trip home had upset him more than he let on. And that combined with Molly's disappearance made for a rather tense and unhappy Barry, no matter how he tried to pretend otherwise.
Hands in his pockets, he noticed a young man heading in his direction, and raised an eyebrow. It looked like the guy he'd talked to on the network - Bruce's foster son? Or some Bruce's foster son, anyway. Things worked weird here.
As they drew closer, Barry smiled, and raised a hand.