Re: log: flash/felicity hang at the lab
He held his test tube out for more, but he didn't down it this time. Dude could sip tequila like it was nothing thanks to his party days back in high school. Two to get the show going, and then keep rolling on from there. "Nah, it's easy. All League has to do is find someone on our team who wants a little more than what the government is offering and then spy on us. They figure out what makes Reaper tick, they figure out what your powers are, they fuck up missions. They wait for the right time to fuck with us, take Gwen and run back to some League safe house. All I'm saying is now I gotta watch my back with anyone I don't know from outside of Aegis." And saying all that made him feel like a grizzled vet at the age of 21.
"Fuck, I think that's always been the weakness of the team. Used to think it's cause there's too many fucking cat burglars." He winked. "But, nah. It's cause we're all valuable to someone and if that someone wants us bad enough, they just need to convince one dude to break the whole team apart." But, in the end, he hoped she was right about the high security thing. He took a sip of his tequila and nodded. "I hope you're right. It's pointless to worry about it too much anyway. Waste of energy."
Flash watched her turn to look at him and he shrugged. Flash was a shrugger. "I didn't try to look for other options. I found one that would work and I pushed for it. Maybe she'd be happier on the run or some shit, you know? Not stuck fucking a football field away from the League labs!"