[ And that's all Ragnar is getting from him on that matter; Cisco wants to be friendly, but he can be stubborn, too, when the mood strikes him. But Ragnar relents, which is welcome, and then the two of them move on to the much more comfortable topic of the Quarantine. Cisco blinks with surprise when Ragnar says it's not just his daughter here, but his son and granddaughter, as well. That had to be some timeline fuckery, right? No way was this guy old enough to be a grandfather. Then again - who could say how young people had children, where he came from. Maybe being a grandfather at... however old he is, is perfectly normal. ]
You've got two kids and a grandkid here? For real?
[ Cisco's met a lot of people, here, and he is fairly confident that having that many members of the same family all come through the portal is definitely an anomaly. Maybe there was a cause, or maybe it was just one of those strange coincidences. Still, it was probably good, to have that many people he knew nearby, considering the vast culture shock he must be going through. ]
Yeah, the whole communal living thing sort of blows if you ask me. Good luck on the house hunting.
[ He isn't surprised to hear that Ragnar works for the Guard - it's a big group, and it also just seems to fit - or that the communal living doesn't seem exactly to his taste. Cisco hadn't liked it much, either. Of course, that had been because he kept having screaming nightmares which was annoying for his roommates and fairly humiliating for him, but no need to get into that. ]
Yeah - an apartment that I share with the guy I told you about. And I do have a job. I build things, for the Guard, and the police and firefighters. Machines, sort of, for armor, and weapons, and communication, to keep them safe, and make their jobs easier.
[ Not the most precise description of his job, but it gets the point across. ]
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[ And that's all Ragnar is getting from him on that matter; Cisco wants to be friendly, but he can be stubborn, too, when the mood strikes him. But Ragnar relents, which is welcome, and then the two of them move on to the much more comfortable topic of the Quarantine. Cisco blinks with surprise when Ragnar says it's not just his daughter here, but his son and granddaughter, as well. That had to be some timeline fuckery, right? No way was this guy old enough to be a grandfather. Then again - who could say how young people had children, where he came from. Maybe being a grandfather at... however old he is, is perfectly normal. ]
You've got two kids and a grandkid here? For real?
[ Cisco's met a lot of people, here, and he is fairly confident that having that many members of the same family all come through the portal is definitely an anomaly. Maybe there was a cause, or maybe it was just one of those strange coincidences. Still, it was probably good, to have that many people he knew nearby, considering the vast culture shock he must be going through. ]
Yeah, the whole communal living thing sort of blows if you ask me. Good luck on the house hunting.
[ He isn't surprised to hear that Ragnar works for the Guard - it's a big group, and it also just seems to fit - or that the communal living doesn't seem exactly to his taste. Cisco hadn't liked it much, either. Of course, that had been because he kept having screaming nightmares which was annoying for his roommates and fairly humiliating for him, but no need to get into that. ]
Yeah - an apartment that I share with the guy I told you about. And I do have a job. I build things, for the Guard, and the police and firefighters. Machines, sort of, for armor, and weapons, and communication, to keep them safe, and make their jobs easier.
[ Not the most precise description of his job, but it gets the point across. ]