Re: log: flash/felicity mission
Felicity was entirely happy with the division of labor, because she barely remembered the substance of her science class and she was predicting that college-level courses after a couple years break for breaking and entering were going to be tough. Flash sifted through paperwork that looked incomprehensible, and she tried for a second to feel sorry for some idiot who summoned things without knowing what it was exactly he was summoning. She tried but ultimately? That pity-party was cancelled, bricked up in crystal.
Reaper's reaction to what was behind the door, that was way more interesting than the scientist's leftovers. Felicity? She felt nothing when she looked into the vortex, but she was attached to this particular side of the dimension.
And okay, now baseball bat. "You know, I was never a batter. Pitcher on a good day," but then team sports required being a team player and Felicity had never been especially good at that part. "Go. I can handle whacking duty." And if she couldn't? She was starting to believe the luck would bail her out.