Mick Rory (justonespark) wrote in newalliance, @ 2012-08-27 21:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | heat wave |
Who: Mick Rory
NPCs: Evan McCullough
Where: Phoenix, Arizona
When: Monday, August 20, 2012 [backdated]
What: Thinking about a change of scenery.
Rating: PG
Arizona in the summer. The dry heat, the desert. Except for the SNAFU involving ice giants, it should have been heaven. A place to keep his head down, get some R&R and take a break from being hounded by the Flash. It wasn't exactly California with a non-stop brush fire but it wasn't half bad either. Mick had even managed to fall into an uneventful routine.
The problem with lying low was that it involved keeping a low profile. Acting unassuming, blending in with everyone else, keeping the urges in check. The tedium was starting to get to him and his therapist wasn't exactly helping. There was only so many times I guy could stand to listen to the phrases 'this is a process' and 'these things take time'. The only saving grace was the fact that the doc wasn't insisting he was an arsonist, that made him a step up from most. Still, the sessions weren't helping and money was starting to run thin.
Getting a job wasn't an option, but pulling a job...
Mick dug through his closet, going through his gear. He had to pull himself away from the heat gun. Just one spark and then it would all— No. He should really pack first. Maybe later. Most definitely later. Finally, Mick found what he was looking for, a small circular mirror carefully stored in a velvet pouch. Now, he just needed to wait for a familiar face and...
"'ey, boyo. Been a while, mate."
"Hey, McCulloch. I'm going to need a lift."
"Now?"
"No. I'll let you know."