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I'm getting real tired of getting dumped in strange places against my will. I don't like it.

[There's a low, dangerous growl of disapproval and the expression on Mick's face is not a pretty one. It's somewhat reminiscent of an angry bull. This was the second time in God knows how many days that Mick Rory has found himself stranded somewhere new and different, unsure what the hell is happening. It's not a good feeling. It didn't inspire much good will.

Though this is a definite improvement over the last place. For one, there's food. For another, he gets a free smart phone to yell at people over and voice his anger. Not bad. Though he did kind of think they went a little overboard with the white. What was with all the decorations anyway? This better not be like some low rent Christmas Town cause honestly, that sounded a lot like hell.]

You got five minutes to convince me not to torch this place to the ground cause I ain't in the mood to play nice right now. Somebody start talking. [The words come out as an angry snarl, teeth barred. He's not a happy bunny.]

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[ he winces -- pain or realization that he's gone and done it again, or maybe he's catching up with everything that just went down in the past hour? who knows. ]

Not exactly-- is everything all right? Did you ... find a room?

[ yes ray this is totally the time to be delicate. ]

I found the bar.

[That was about as much as he was offering right now. It's hard to look at anyone from that stupid ship right now. They poisoned his friend, turned him against Mick. Ray wasn't exactly an exception.]

You're gonna wanna stay away from me if you know what's good for you.

[ ray huffs out a laugh, hollow and tired and frustrated. ]

I do know what's good for me. Leaving you alone isn't it.

[He stares. Just. Stares.]

Are you a complete idiot?

[There's a beat. Oh wait.]

Nevermind.

[ RAY CAN STARE TOO DAMN IT ]

Fine. Then how about this-- I know leaving you alone isn't good for you.

[ oh yeah. he's coming to ya, bud. and len will not find the atom suit in his room when he returns! ]

So. You're gonna have to just deal with that. Cause I'm pretty miffed right about now, but you're my friend, Mick.

I'm doing pretty fine all by myself.

[and to make that point, he raises his glass of whiskey in a mock cheers because this is pretty much how he's coping and it's helping a damn sight more than talking and sharing fucking feelings all the damn time.]

What's got your panties in a bunch?

[ ...hey mick is that a fly buzzing around the bar? ray does his best to keep himself mentally level, but just like walking around when he's talking on the phone, he buzzes around the bar now, the size of a dragonfly. ]

Well, you know me and all my feelings.

Look, I dunno what Snart told you but I ain't in the mood for this

[He makes a vague gesture to everything. You, this place, the whole emotional baggage. He's very much in a 'I want to drink' sorta place. It's very lucky he's not really taking note of what's around him or that buzzing would have ended by now.]

[ HUFF. ]

That's never stopped me before. Or-- eventually. [ ah, time friends. ] You don't have to talk.

[ and then his little jets fire, lifting ray up to one of the top shelves to make himself comfortable. ]

But I'm not leaving you alone right now.

I'll believe that when I see you.

[He knows Ray pretty well by now, he's not the sort to just leave be. Mick knocks back his drink and glares forward because he's sensing that this isn't just going to go away and fortunately for Ray, he's vented most of his rage at this point. Now he's just tired and he's not in the mood.

There's an angry reluctant sigh as he sets his device down. Now it's just a shot of the ceiling.]

If you're gonna crowd around me all night, you might as well show your damn face. Just get your ass into the seat next to me before I get angry again.

[ a grin spreads across ray's face, and he zips down to land next to mick's device before moving to the stool beside him. he suddenly fills the space with all six-two of his normal frame, and pulls his helmet off.

yes he's still smiling. ]

But you're always angry, Mick.

And you always look like a giant dork.

[That outfit. That smile. That ... everything. Mick slowly sips his whiskey and stubbornly refuses to look at the shrinky dork.]

[ despite all of the worry and fear that ray had felt since snart noticed mick on the network, something about this vintage mick is ... grounding. ray's always found it easy to be more himself in mick's presence. he knows where he stands at any given moment.

he hadn't realized how much he missed that. ]

What? I think I look pretty intimidating.

[ and yes. sometimes he does say exactly the dumbest thing he can think of on purpose. especially since ray also doesn't want to talk about anything real for once. ]

You look like a shiny action figure. It's dumb.

[Which wasn't far wrong. Mick set his drink down and turned his head to the side slowly, raising an eyebrow at Ray. He wanted to be angrier at him too but in a way, he didn't blame him like he blamed Snart. He was the one that brought the space pirates on board, he knew he had his own blame in this, and captain idiot here probably would have forgiven him. He just finds it hard to be around any of the 'legends' right now.]

Did you want something?

[ his smile falters when faced with mick's full attention, but ray forces it back in place and then winces a little at the movement given the bruising on his nose. he wants to bear some of the weight of all this blame. wants the air clear. but also saying that probably isn't gonna fly... ]

Just-- wanted to be here. [ his hand starts to lift toward mick's shoulder. ] For you.

[the look he gives pretty much screams 'what the hell is even a matter with you?' because really? Was he not reading the signs? His body language? What part of him looked like he wanted a shoulder pat right now?]

Touch me and I'll snap those fingers.

[God, it was like talking to a hallmark greeting card.] Yeah, cause now you give a shit. Convenient.

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[ the hand freezes mid-air, his eyes pop wide, and ray's smile turns more nervous. vintage mick. this is mick classic. this is not post-chronos mick.

no touching, ok. the hand drops into ray's lap and he nods. ]

Yep. But it doesn't make it less true.

[ both he and snart agree on one thing: ray has to actively be mick's partner right now. while that might mean one thing to the rogues, ray can only be ray about it: annoying. ]

Doesn't make anything you say true. You only give a shit when you want to give a shit.

[And Mick wasn't in the mood for a delayed reaction of support. Where the hell was Ray when Leonard marooned him? If he cared so damn much, why didn't he say something? He must have known Leonard was taking him to his death and that was that. No forgiveness, no way out, he had to be put down like a dog.

And now, suddenly he cared.]

I'm sorry for marooning you, Mick.

[ there's no defense here. mick doesn't want to hear the apology, but ray doesn't care. he's going to give it. despite how angry he'd been watching mick let those pirates onto the waverider, he knows too much now to let it bolster his pride.

mick had been swindled into something he didn't want. in some ways, it was worse than the way stein had brought jax along, unconscious and unwilling. maybe none of them were capable of being heroes.

(also ray might be an idiot but he is tooootally bracing for a punch in the nose...) ]

[Ray doesn't get a punch to the nose. Mick just looks at him, fists clenched. There's a lot of hate and anger and all he wants to do is pick up his chair and beat Ray down with it but honestly, he's struggling to get up the energy at this point.

He's tired, bleeding, bruised and hurt.

And nobody seems to be able to leave him alone.] I don't care if you're sorry or not. You did it. [He pauses, laughing bitterly.] Nah, you didn't. You didn't even do that, did you? You just stood by and watched someone else do it.

You're right. I let Snart handle it, and I pretended like that was OK.

[ gosh angry mick is frightening. but ray holds steady. ]

But I'm here now, even though he doesn't want me to be.

[ he doesn't look away, doesn't try to escape the shame he still feels about his choices. he wants to carry this with them both. he wants to fix everyone, whether they are ready for it or not. maybe someday he'll realize he can use his big brain for better... ]

You're only saying sorry now because you have to say sorry. What kind of hero leaves a man to die? And how are you ever going to be all squeaky clean white again with that on your conscience?

[To Mick, this wasn't much. It wasn't really an apology, it was just an excuse to be forgive. Then he could move on, forget about it and leave Mick to deal alone. After all, he just had to get over it sooner or later.]

Don't worry, you don't need it. I'm a no-good criminal, right? A traitor? You did the right thing. Like the world is gonna miss a guy like me? [Like Rip said, he was nothing. He was only there because Leonard wouldn't have gone otherwise. He was an accessory at best.] I'm a nobody.

If you're looking for a mirror, you're not going to get it.

[ finally, ray motions to whoever's tending bar for his own drink. snart handled the physical part of the beatdown. ray can weather the emotional part. ]

And I'm an actual nobody. So you're going to have to try a lot harder than that to get rid of me.

We all are, though, aren't we? Just a bunch of deluded idiots who got lied to. In your case, Rip. In my case, Leonard.

[Rip tricked all those dummies into thinking they were going to be legends. Leonard tricked him into thinking they were going to steal shit. They were all cool.]

Kind of wish I got roofied like the kid. At least then I'd feel like less of an idiot.

[ this isn't about ray. he stuffs away his comment about how he's the only one who tricked himself -- and that he seems to continue to do so, unable to learn his lesson.

when mick uses his 'i feel' statement, ray's eyebrows pop upward. what the hell, give it a shot: ray lifts his glass. ]

I'll drink to that.

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