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[boilover]

Right, here's the thing - I need a nerd. A geek. A smart guy. Or girl, whatever. I ain't overly picky.

[He shrugs his shoulders, casual as anything, taking a long sip of his beer. Sara may have told him this was not the best method to catch himself a genius but given the chance of there being some hanging around this joint, he thinks it's the perfect way. When in doubt, post an ad.]

This guy I know got brainwashed into being the king of dicks and I'm getting kind of sick of his shit so I need someone who'd be able to do some sci-fi sciencey stuff on his head. I have a vague idea how to do it but I just can't remember the details. [He's pretty much forgotten how they originally did it back home but he can unhelpfully offer vague information and a beer while you work. A+ service.]

All the 'smart' ones I know are annoyingly the biggest idiots around, I'm looking for someone less inclined to be stupid as hell. Help me out and maybe I'll help you out. Though my skills are limited to burning and breaking stuff.

[At least he knows his strengths? If you want a bonfire, ka-ching.]

I know a good looking chick if that sweetens the deal. Ain't saying she's gonna touch you but you can admire from afar. Really far. I also know some easy dudes if that's your thing. [Hey, whatever fixes this mess.]

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[crisised]

[ she sighs and pulls a face. ]

And yet, I don't like you when you're being annoying. Important distinction there. [ ... ] Welcome back, by the way.

[boilover]

Thanks.

[He nods his head in acknowledgement. He's not sure how to being even dealing with what he saw so he's trying to avoid having to discuss it.] Glad to be back. Weirdly.

[crisised]

It's not that weird. [ she gives him a small smile and shrugs a shoulder. ] Len's here.

[ and they're obviously ridiculously attached to each other. ]

[boilover]

Yeah. Great.

[Can you hear the joy in his tone? No? Is it instead replaced with a small hint of doubt and uncertainty? Maaaybe.

Look, he loves Leonard but all he knows is that Leonard screwed him over with that stupid Doomworld thing and now he's having serious relationship doubts. Was Leonard always that much of a dick? He'd almost forgotten how bad he was before he chilled out on the waverider.] The food is good too.

[crisised]

... Wow. Your enthusiasm is overwhelming.

[ sarcasm aside, she's not gonna make him talk. mostly because she's not in a good headspace herself today. ]

Guess I can see why, though. After this weekend. Were you here for any of that?

[boilover]

For the zombies? Yeah, I hauled up alone with Snart, it wasn't too bad. I torched the undead bastards.

[He didn't mind it so much because he barely had to worry but he did get pretty pissy over the lack of food.] How'd you do? Smash all those zombies to pieces or what?

[crisised]

[ she winces every so slightly. ] Yeah, most of them.

[boilover]

Most of -- who got you, kid?

[He saw that wince. Elaborate.]

[crisised]

It's--nothing, really. My powers weren't working right, is all.

[boilover]

And?

[He's not letting this drop.] Your powers didn't work and then what?

[crisised]

And it made smashing zombies more difficult than it normally would be.

[ while this is technically the truth, it's not what made her wince. ]

[boilover]

Get a bat and smash their heads in, that's what me and Snart did. Well, not a bat, more a plank from the garden.

[Same kind of concept.] I guess when you're normally strong, you don't remember weapons as much.

[crisised]

More or less, yeah. I can use weapons, but it's just a lot easier to go with fists most of the time.