004 | video

[plutonicideals]

[When the video turns on, there's Riley, and she's holding up what looks to be at least a few sheets of posterboard. On the very front is a drawing of a smiling planet that looks like it's holding a heart.]

Ooookay, so it's come to my attention that there are a lot of people here that don't know about Pluto, the last planet in Earth's solar system. I'm going to change that. First things first! This is what Pluto looks like. We got pictures back recently and it looked like it had a huge heart on it. [And she'd totally called it before the pictures even got recieved too, having always said Pluto had a lot of heart.]

I couldn't get the actual picture so I asked Maya to draw it.

[And she drops that top piece of posterboard, revealing something that looks like a bulleted list???]

The first important thing is that Pluto used to be a planet. Eventually a bunch of scientists decided it was too small to be an actual planet though, so they called it a dwarf planet instead. From the time it was discovered to when it got demoted to a dwarf planet, it didn't even have a chance to go all the way around the sun! Because it's that far away from us! That's pretty unfair, since Pluto never really got a chance.

[She huffs.]

That's why I still call it a planet, though. I'm always gonna believe that it's a planet, even if everything says it can't be. We don't know what it could do or anything about it because it's so far away. I just wanted to make sure that everyone here knew that.

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[directed]

Indeed.

[Rip, on the other hand, would stray closer to lying--but he's also pretty good at it, so there's that.]

Yes, well. Believe it or not, it was never my intention to cause her any suffering. [Maya.] Merely to inform.

[boilover]

She's stubborn.

It's funny. [Heh. He likes it.] I ain't helping but I think it's funnier that way.

[directed]

So I've gathered.

[And of course Mick is amused. Rip never would have guessed.]

In that case, you must be incredibly entertained each time Maya decides to set her sights on me. I swear, that girl acts as if I'm the devil himself.

[boilover]

Well, it's pretty funny. I mean you're a dick but you ain't the worst person in this joint.

[Which is a pretty glowing compliment from Mick.] Me and Snart sorta indoctrinated her, did you expect anything else?

[directed]

How flattering.

[Although it's hard not to say that flatly, even knowing Mick is likely being sincere.]

I suppose that's true. Although I do feel the need to point out, I'm perfectly capable of making people generally dislike me on my own. Matter of fact, I've been told I'm rather good at it.

[So perhaps a little less help in that area would be appreciated in the future, hmm?]

[boilover]

It's like your best skill. I hated you after knowing you for half an hour and I ain't usually that quick to hate on someone but you got this attitude. Rubs people the wrong way.

[He shrugs though.] You're good drinking partner, it's tipped the scale a little.

[directed]

I’m honestly surprised it took you that long, considering that the first I act I took was to interrupt yours and Mr. Snart’s robbery so I could kidnap you to some strange rooftop—oh, and fiddled with your heat gun. [Then again, perhaps Mick is including the time he’d been knocked out in his estimate. Who is he to say?

Ah, but the news isn’t all bad, it seems. Rip huffs out a short breath.]

You know, I rather enjoyed that afternoon myself. [Surprisingly, considering it had been perhaps the last thing Rip expected to do.] Well. I suppose it's good to know that even a man like me might not be entirely beyond hope.

[boilover]

I thought it was exciting. I mean you showed me the whole city burning and I could get behind that. You know, that's pretty much an ideal first date for me. Then you went and blew it by trying to save the place, not contribute to the burning.

[That's where you lost him. Not the knocking our or lying, the anti-burning stance.]

You're not bad for an English guy. And then drunker you are, the less fancy you get. [Huh...] Maybe you should drink more.

[directed]

--Of course. My mistake. [Yes, it does somehow fall in line that Mick would be much more attracted to the idea of Savage’s world than one of peace rather than flames everywhere. Sorry, Mick. Rip hasn’t changed his mind about that particular stance, nor is it likely he ever will.

Yet it seems there’s something positive Mick sees in Rip regardless. Considering their past, Rip considers Mick’s words to be pretty high praise.] Likely not going to happen on a general basis, although the occasional night out might not go amiss.

[But he can manage to be a little less formal even while sober. Observe:]

And for an arsonist and a criminal, you’re not too bad yourself, Mick.

[boilover]

Oooh Rip, you're getting all flattering now.

[He smirks playfully, unable to take this all too seriously. He knows in a month or so, he and Rip will be back to trying to kill each other over something petty but it was entertaining to hear him talk so nice.]

So that's how you charmed the pants off that speedster? [He tilts his head to the side in mock appreciation.] Flattery gets you everywhere. Not with me, clearly with him.

[directed]

I’d suggest you enjoy it while it lasts. If anyone asks later, I’ll have no recourse but to deny everything—can’t have people think we’ve started to get along, now can we?

[Because as Mick himself surmises, this is likely going to be temporary and also short-lived. Still, it’s pleasant enough for an afternoon, and easily the most at ease he’s felt with Mick since Rip found himself in this messed up little pocket world.

So of course, the man has to bring it right back to Eobard. There’s a barely suppressed groan on Rip’s end before he shakes his head.] You’ve found me out, Mr. Rory. Flattery is always the key—oh, and batting my eyelashes. Never forget that crucial step.

[boilover]

God no, it'll lead to bad assumptions, dodgy 'loyalties' and God forbid if Haircut finds out. He'll probably make us all friendship bracelets.

[Mick and Len already had a matching set made by a very young Lisa, they didn't need more. It'd also be a less touching gesture from a grown ass man.]

You're a hell of a flirt, Rip. I gotta give you that. Now go out there and get yourself some.

[directed]

Worse; he'd expect us to wear them and likely pout if we didn't.

[So they're in agreement. In public, hostilities would resume and all would be normal between them. Truly the best step for all involved.

And yes, they're off too a good start. The "compliment" is what it is, earning little more than a rolling of the eyes from Rip. However, the suggestion he go "get some" earns a brief snort of laughter.

In the list of things Rip has no intention of doing--]

I'm sure we'll speak again soon. Try not to get into too much trouble in the meantime.

[And with that, Rip ends the feed.]