badassprodigy | The Not-so-abandoned Warehouse: Early Thursday Evening (Reply)

Barry was not one for wasting time. The backlog of work he needed to complete because of the time lost while he was a dog was enormous. So after working with Joker to capture a gremlin, Barry had immediately set to work procuring a sample of the gremlin venom.

The process of getting said gremlin venom was not difficult to do. He merely stuck a fake rubber arm into said cage where the aggravated gremlin promptly bit.

After procuring the sample, Barry immediately began analyzing the substance and it's hallucinogenic properties. In truth the venom itself was quite simple from Barry's point of view and it only took a couple of hours before he had a working sample ready to ship to one of his subsidiaries for proper testing.

"That was almost too fucking easy," Barry said as he capped off the syringe. "I wonder why no one ever tried to come up with a solution like this before?"

Elsa	"A solution like what before?" Elsa didn't mean to be nosy (except that she did), but she was in the neighborhood and thought she'd stop by for a visit... Okay, she wasn't just conveniently in the warehouse district. But she did figure today was a good day to stop by all the same. Just to say hi. "Up to something groundbreaking, here?"
Eleanor	"He's making a gremlin vaccine," Eleanor said, nodding to her friend as she approached. "I'm making sure the gremlin's being treated ethically." Really, she was here because she was curious about how one made a gremlin vaccine, but the latter sounded more important.
Barry	"Yeah, Sparky here's been really treated well," Barry said as he patted the top of the gremlin cage. "And when I'm done I'm going to set him free with shitload of trinkets." He pointed at the vaccine sitting on the lab table. "Think of it ladies. After we've tested this out, the only embarrassing shit that will happen to people is of their own doing. Before students even sample the welcome picnic buffet they'll be bearing their butts for this vaccine."
Joker	"If it works," Joker commented. "I'll admit, you're doing pretty well so far, but I still don't think the island will take well to you fucking around with it." He shrugged. "Also, apparently Bar's an ass man. Elsa, take note."
Elsa	Elsa... already knew. There had been whole incidents of Barry's brain shorting out while she shook her behind, after all. Still, she was going to blush, and stammer a little, and then attempt to recover with some measure of poise. "Noted." Seriously, it was a miracle that she wasn't flapping her hands around. "And honestly, if someone had asked me to take a vaccine before even finding out what room I was supposed to be staying in, I probably would have turned myself right around to head back to Arendelle." 'Welcome to the island, bend over,' did not seem like the greatest introduction to the place. Especially since most newbies tended to think of gremlins as part of some elaborate hazing ritual.
Joker	If Eleanor was in range, she was going to get an elbow in her ribs. "Did you see that?" Joker asked her, sotto voice. To Barry, he gave a wide grin. "Whatever you are doing to this lovely lady, you keep it up! It's good for her." He frowned at the vaccine, though. "You've done all sorts of computer modeling and everything, right? What about the bits of their venom that science can't explain?"
Barry	"I'm really not seeing any real magic here," Barry said punching up a three dimensional hologram of the gremlin venom. "From a molecular level it has halluc-"
Gremlins	Barry didn't get to finish his sentence. From the ceiling ropes dropped down around the cage and four gremlins dressed in black-ops gear dropped down from the ceiling. One gremlin started working on the cage lock while the others started hissing at all the humans in the room.
Barry	"Seriously?!" Barry shouted. "They have fucking commandos?"
Eleanor	Eleanor had been grinning back at Joker -- and giving him a very stern look -- yes, it was possible to do both at once -- when they were distracted by the ... gremlin commando team. "Stay back," she said, putting an arm in front of Joker instinctively. "Maybe they're just here for Sparky." She was scanning the room for a weapon -- thank you, Professor Reno's class -- and wishing she'd thought to bring her diving gear.
Joker	Joker was torn between insisting he didn't need protection, being grateful that she was protecting him, and being turned on by her being all big and strong and powerful. "Maybe," he agreed, as he backed up. "But I'm thinking they maybe look more like the getting-revenge type. You got anything non-lethal in your arsenal?"
Elsa	"I don't even have an arsenal," Elsa intoned, frowning as she edged her way back toward a chair. She was not above standing on one and hoping that the gremlins couldn't reach her there, if she managed to make it that far. She was also very much ignoring the ice powers, thank you, because there was no way that could possibly end well. "I can't imagine we can reason with them?" What with their friend being locked up, and all? BARRY.
Gremlins	The gremlins let out a loud hiss. Reasoning? Nope. Not going to happen.
Barry	"There's some stun guns and tranqs over by the monitor," Barry said quietly. "If you can get to-"
Gremlins	Again, the gremlins were not the type to wait until someone finished a sentence. The cage door sprung open and "Sparky" hopped out glaring at Barry. He let out a loud hiss. The gremlins went into attack each jumping out at their own intended victim while Sparky grabbed the syringe of vaccine Barry had just filled.
Eleanor	"I can try," Eleanor frowned. Non-lethal meant no fireballs, especially not this close to the rest of Barry's equipment. But she usually relied on telekinesis to pick up splicers and splatter them against walls, which meant she'd have to tone it down quite a bit not to end up with Gremlin Pâté. Her first attempt was the barest flick of her wrist, and it still sent the gremlin flying into the wall opposite. Lighter, then. Okay.
Joker	Joker watched the gremlin fly and whistled appreciatively. "Nice distance!" Then he realized he should be doing something, instead of standing around like an idiot, so he took off towards the stun guns. He would have facepalmed at Elsa, but he needed that hand to run with. Or... lumber. On his crutches. "Elsa, now's not the time to be shy!" he insisted. "It's time for the gloves to come off -- and I mean that both metaphorically and literally! So, to summarize: Eleanor -- gloves on, Elsa -- gloves off, and me..." He grabbed a stun gun and whirled around, only to find himself face-to-face with a teal deer. "C'mon, seriously?" he griped. "It was only, like, a sentence and a half!"
Eleanor	"Stop messing around!" Eleanor snapped -- because, clearly, Joker had summoned the teal deer on purpose. The gremlin who had hit the wall pulled himself to his feet, looking woozy but not too worse for the wear. She held her hand up, menacingly, the threat evident: there's more where that came from. He hissed, but didn't approach. Right, so where were the others?
Joker	"I'm not messing around!" Joker snapped back, as he brandished his stun gun at the teal deer. "I'm... Uh." One gremlin against the wall. One in a block of ice. One about to go flying for the rafters. Sparky over near Barry. "Four. FUCK! There's one missing! Babe, do you see... oh, crap." He could hear something laughing behind him.
Eleanor	"Get away from him!" Eleanor seethed, jumping forward to deliver a well-placed kick right to the lurking gremlin's abdomen. It grabbed her leg in a panic, pinwheeling its arms, and then was launched across the room, nearly as viciously as his friend had been, telekinetically. Pity about the bite-mark on Eleanor's leg. "... bloody hell."
Joker	"Aw, hell," Joker said, looking at the wound. "I'm sorry. That's entirely my fault. You, uh..." He looked over at Barry, and the vaccine. No, that wasn't really a good option. "You might want to, like, find a closet to lock yourself in. Quickly."
Eleanor	The gremlins appeared to be beating a hasty retreat. Eleanor glanced down at her ankle and grimaced. "It's hardly bleeding," she said. "It'll heal in a minute. I imagine I process hallucinogens as quickly as anything else. It may have no effect on me." She looked over at Joker. "More importantly, are you all right?"
Joker	"I was moving a little too quickly; my legs are gonna ache for a bit. Aside from that, I'm fine. I promise, I'm all right. But you... I don't think the gremlin venom obeys normal laws of science. You really ought to shut yourself up somewhere, or else I'm not going to be responsible for how much of this shit I'm gonna tape."
Eleanor	"We could wait until I display symptoms," Eleanor said, rolling her eyes. "It seems ridiculous for me to go barricade myself in a bathroom if I'm completely fine. Especially as I'll have a difficult time convincing you that I'm still sane while locked in. It's Odysseus and the Sirens all over again. By your plan, I spend the next few hours trapped in a closet for no good reason." It was a touch warm in here. Had he noticed?
Joker	"Trust me, I'll be able to tell if you're sane or not. And if you're really sane, a closet isn't going to hold you."
Eleanor	"I don't even see any closets," Eleanor huffed. "This is preposterous, do you know that? If I can escape a closet while sane, what makes you think I can't break out just because I'm crazy? I'll still have my abilities and powers, and yet here you are, insisting shh, shh, quiet, hurry up and get in the closet." That last line was somewhere between spoken and sung.
Joker	Joker cocked an eyebrow at her, and started nudging her toward a likely-looking door nearby. "This is for your own good. Work with me, here. Five. Four. Three..."
Elsa	Meanwhile on the other side of the fracas, Elsa was wondering what "Warrior Elsa" have done in a case like this. The person that she had been in the spring, the one with her own suit of armor waiting to be donned in case of monsters or worse? She'd probably do something a bit more graceful than what normal Elsa was doing, backstepping away from her gremlin until the backs of her knees hit a chair, realizing she couldn't go any further, and then holding up her hands toward the oncoming little green toothy thing. Underneath her gloves, her power flared and tried to manifest itself, tried to shoot itself at the tiny, venomous attacker. The gloves, of course, weren't going to have any of that, absorbing the icy magic instantly and absolutely before it could go anywhere at all. Elsa blinked. The gremlin blinked. Elsa looked down at her hands. The gremlin grinned.
Barry	Shit. Well that idea backfired didn't it? Barry grabbed to closest item at hand which was the trapper pole they originally used to trap Sparky and threw it like a spear at the gremlin advancing on Elsa to try and distract the damn thing. "Leave her alone asshole!" Barry shouted before having to jump up on one of his lab tables to avoid being bitten by one of the other gremlins.
Elsa	The trapper pole caught the gremlin in the butt from behind, and it squawked and jumped into the air, wheeling around to see who threw that thing so that he could chompy-bitey him into submission. Just the opening Elsa needed to yank her gloves off, take a deep breath (this was a terrible idea this was a horrible plan Barry was in SO MUCH TROUBLE he was going to hear about this this could not possibly work out well), and then let her power just do whatever it wanted. ... In this case, what it wanted to do was encase that particular gremlin in a block of ice. Huh.
Barry	Of course now Barry was up on a table here and any kind of defensive weapon was on the other side of the room. "Elsa? Little help here?" Barry called out as the gremlin jumped up on the same table as Barry, blocking any kind of maneuverability. "Shit!"
Elsa	"Language, Barry!" Yes, that was the only thing Elsa could manage to come up with as she watched the gremlin advancing on Barry. She balked a moment, loathe to use her powers on something that was so close to the person she was trying to save. Bad experiences, there. But since her own gremlin was down for the foreseeable future... She darted past it, grabbing the catcher pole from the floor as she went, and swung it at the gremlin as hard as she possibly could, sending it flying into the rafters and across the room. Home run!
Barry	"Nice!" Barry said with a grin. "If we ever get a softball team we'll have to OW! FUCKING SHIT!" Barry turned around to see Sparky the gremlin holding the empty syringe that he just jabbed into Barry's ass. "You little shit!" Barry shouted as he tried to give the gremlin a kick. Sparky in turn took the opportunity to dodge the kick and sink his teeth into Barry's ankle. "OW! FUCK!" Barry shouted and swung his leg which sent Sparky flying off where he hit the ground running and raced out of the warehouse.
Elsa	Elsa winced a little at that. "I didn't see that one coming," she offered, apologetically. "Are you okay? Should I get you, um, some..." Ice? "... Maybe some restraints?" Gremlin bites.
Barry	"Well I don't think we're at that stage in our relationship," Barry said wincing as he rubbed his backside. "But... I think the fucking vaccine worked. I'm not feeling strange at all."
Elsa	Elsa was going to just blush forever. Dammit, Barry. "Well, that's a relief." A beat, and then she was looking back over her shoulder, toward Eleanor and Joker. "Um. We're not the only ones who can say that, right?" It was starting to get a little, well, musical over there. And normally Elsa didn't think there was anything strange about random singing, but...
Barry	"Oh, fuck me," Barry groaned and started over to help Joker. "I fucking hate R Kelly."
Eleanor	Eleanor's body language still said that she was arguing with Joker. But what actually came out was, "Don't you make a sound, or some shit is going dooooooown!" She gestured emphatically. "I said, why don't I just go out the window? Yes, except for one thing, we on the fifth floor!"
Barry	"Hey there Eleanor," Barry said reaching out to take her by the elbow. "I think you really need to go in there for your safety."
Elsa	"You'll thank us for keeping you from running amok across the island later," Elsa added, biting her lip and trying to look encouraging. "Not that we don't enjoy your singing..."
Joker	"Yeah, what they said," Joker chimed in. "I mean, seriously, Babe, with the singing? You're not really helping your case." He shrugged. "Or my opinion of current popular music."
Eleanor	Eleanor appeared to be considering their concerns. "Shit, think, shit, think, shit, quick, put me in the closet." There, she was now in the nearest closet. The door shut behind her. This whole nightmare was over, right? You know, until a muffled voice came through the door. "And now I'm in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out ..." Please. She still had twenty-one chapters to go.
Barry	... "Normally I wouldn't offer this but these are R. Kelly songs were dealing with," Barry said with a frown. "So I do have some tranquilizers if you guys want to shortcut this whole process." What followed then was an intense debate on how much of an a-hole Barry was being trying to sedate a friend who was just hurt because of Barry's own actions. And despite the very compelling counter-argument ("It's fucking R. Kelly!") they left Eleanor in the closet to sing the remaining chapters. And unfortunately not the fun version that was done in that South Park cartoon. Woe.