A warehouse called George - Thursday Morning

[badassprodigy]

The walk home from Caritas last night was very nice. Summer had spent the first part of the evening in the warehouse poking around at various experiments and projects asking questions. Which had led to chatting and then at one point Barry realized he was just talking to himself as Summer had fallen asleep on the couch.

Making sure she had a nice comfy blanket on her to keep her warm, Barry then went to work.

Barry had been up all night as usual, working on yet another project which was somewhat derailed when he noticed other abnormalities that had been popping up. And it appeared to have gremlin involvement.

Which of course was just fantastic news.

"Rube, do another round of analysis on the spandex carbon fiber polymer taking into account bio-electric charges as well as obfuscation of the visual light spectrum," he said quietly to his AI so as not to wake the girl who had fallen asleep. "And then forward all the gremlin analysis to the mayor's office via fax.

Jesse would be thrilled to have another 100 fax pages to read.

[Open. Summer modded with permission]

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[somethingwithturquoise]

When Summer did eventually wake up, there was a small jolt of panic and confusion as she blinked her eyes open slowly, because her first thought was that this was not her bed, and then her second thought was that she wasn't quite sure where she was, and the third thought was of rifts and portals, her fourth thought was shit!, but then her last thought was remembering last night and the walk over to the warehouse and everything that followed until things got a little fuzzy somewhere around asking about something that looked vaguely phallic that she didn't want to say anything about that...that must have been around where the late night finally caught up with her.

So she was just going to sigh in relief for a moment, and then grin to herself as she snuggled a bit in the blanket and just took a little while to revel in this moment.

She could only revel so long until the sound of that fax machine got a little intrusive in her whole attempts to keep pretending to be a sleep so she could just have a moment.

So she pushed herself up, taking a second to try and smooth out her hair which was probably a mess and re-do the ponytail, before looking around to find where Barry actually was.

Couldn't keep the grin off her face to save her life once she did.

"Hey."

[weirderthanthou]

Yeah, Barry could expect to get a fax back any minute now, since Jesse was actually in the office--

WTF, BARRY printed five times in neat print on an answering fax.

... look, it was cathartic.