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riverviewlogs2017-04-28 11:06 pm
franciscoramon) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-04-28 11:06 pm
OPEN | i wanna be where the people are
who: cisco + anyone!
what: catch-all
when: mid-april through may
where: anywhere; if you want an individual starter lmk!
warnings: will add as necessary
fireflies
[ When Cisco had gone firefly catching, he had been intending to study them - do a few modest experiments, see if he could figure out what was making them light up in so many colors. He has a scientist's curiosity, and needed something to get his creative gears going.
The trouble was, it didn't really take the scientific method to realize pretty soon that those fireflies not only bit (which is just so rude), but that their bite had some pretty serious impact on people's moods. It reminds Cisco of Rainbow Raider, and how he'd used color to send people into paroxysms of murderous rage. At least this isn't that bad - but the effects are still profoundly inconvenient.
The trouble is, knowing they might make his emotions go haywire didn't actually make him want to study them any less. In fact, quite the opposite. He wants to know how. But there's no good way to determine that without being around the damn things, so basically, that just means getting bit. A lot. And trying his best to manage the fallout. But, there's only so much avoiding he can do - he's bound to run into some people while tweaking on firefly magic. ]
moontech lab
[ Cisco's been settling in nicely at his job since his arrival. He's gotten things set up how he likes them - or at the very least, tolerably close to it. He's talked to a few members of the perimeter guard, the police force, and the firefighters, and he has a good idea of what they need. He's working on some interesting ideas for tech to keep them safe.
But he's also not hesitating to put the word out - to his roommates, and other random people that he speaks to - that if anyone needs a tech solution to any kind of confounding problem, that they should come and see him at the lab and see what he can whip up for them. Cisco might charge a nominal fee - guy's gotta eat, after all - but is aiming to make connections rather than make a profit. He knows from experience how important it can be to make friends, to have allies, and making stuff for people has proved to be a good way to do that in the past.
He can be found at the lab, surrounded by tables covered in bits and bobs - wires and circuit boards and tools and a laptop or two buried under things. ]
misc
[ Cisco isn't someone who does well with idleness. Sure, he appreciates the necessity of goofing off, of not working nonstop, but usually his leisure is busy - he's either marathoning some sci-fi show or playing his way through the newest triple a game in a single day, or devouring the latest science journals by the dozen, or going to clubs to dance until he can barely stay on his feet.
The trouble here is that here, a lot of those options aren't really open to him. So he ends up taking over a table at a coffee house that reminds him, just a little, of Jitters. He may stay there for hours on end, watching the people go by, but he is not wasting time. Cisco's brought a journal or two that he's using to sketch out designs for tech, to write down observations and theories about this place, and take notes on the few people he has met so far. Honestly, if anyone looked in them they'd probably find it a little creepy, but everyone acclimates in different ways. This is his.
Still, he has a smile to offer anyone who looks familiar or stops by his table to check in. ]
what: catch-all
when: mid-april through may
where: anywhere; if you want an individual starter lmk!
warnings: will add as necessary
fireflies
[ When Cisco had gone firefly catching, he had been intending to study them - do a few modest experiments, see if he could figure out what was making them light up in so many colors. He has a scientist's curiosity, and needed something to get his creative gears going.
The trouble was, it didn't really take the scientific method to realize pretty soon that those fireflies not only bit (which is just so rude), but that their bite had some pretty serious impact on people's moods. It reminds Cisco of Rainbow Raider, and how he'd used color to send people into paroxysms of murderous rage. At least this isn't that bad - but the effects are still profoundly inconvenient.
The trouble is, knowing they might make his emotions go haywire didn't actually make him want to study them any less. In fact, quite the opposite. He wants to know how. But there's no good way to determine that without being around the damn things, so basically, that just means getting bit. A lot. And trying his best to manage the fallout. But, there's only so much avoiding he can do - he's bound to run into some people while tweaking on firefly magic. ]
moontech lab
[ Cisco's been settling in nicely at his job since his arrival. He's gotten things set up how he likes them - or at the very least, tolerably close to it. He's talked to a few members of the perimeter guard, the police force, and the firefighters, and he has a good idea of what they need. He's working on some interesting ideas for tech to keep them safe.
But he's also not hesitating to put the word out - to his roommates, and other random people that he speaks to - that if anyone needs a tech solution to any kind of confounding problem, that they should come and see him at the lab and see what he can whip up for them. Cisco might charge a nominal fee - guy's gotta eat, after all - but is aiming to make connections rather than make a profit. He knows from experience how important it can be to make friends, to have allies, and making stuff for people has proved to be a good way to do that in the past.
He can be found at the lab, surrounded by tables covered in bits and bobs - wires and circuit boards and tools and a laptop or two buried under things. ]
misc
[ Cisco isn't someone who does well with idleness. Sure, he appreciates the necessity of goofing off, of not working nonstop, but usually his leisure is busy - he's either marathoning some sci-fi show or playing his way through the newest triple a game in a single day, or devouring the latest science journals by the dozen, or going to clubs to dance until he can barely stay on his feet.
The trouble here is that here, a lot of those options aren't really open to him. So he ends up taking over a table at a coffee house that reminds him, just a little, of Jitters. He may stay there for hours on end, watching the people go by, but he is not wasting time. Cisco's brought a journal or two that he's using to sketch out designs for tech, to write down observations and theories about this place, and take notes on the few people he has met so far. Honestly, if anyone looked in them they'd probably find it a little creepy, but everyone acclimates in different ways. This is his.
Still, he has a smile to offer anyone who looks familiar or stops by his table to check in. ]
no subject
Then, finally, the effects start to fade, and then there are more tests (and this time, Cisco is noticeably fidgety and impatient through them. Once Caitlin is finished, he's more than ready to be on the other end of this equation. ]
Nope, no questions. Think I've got it.
[ Cisco pulls on the beekeeper suit, gets it all fastened up. It takes a little longer, this time around, to get one of the fireflies to bite Caitlin. But it wouldn't be science without a few unexpected hiccups and frustrating delays. Eventually, they resort to Caitlin sticking her hand in the jar and shaking it, which seems a little cruel, but it does the trick. Then they tuck the contained blue fireflies away and Cisco is pulling off the awkward protective outfit and asking. ]
Feel anything?
no subject
Caitlin is in a little less of a hurry, because now she's seen first hand just how completely the bug bite takes over a person and they have no idea what the blue bug is going to do.
Still, she is a scientist and if Cisco can do it, so can she. Caitlin takes a deep breath and lets it out in a quick huff. Of course the fireflies don't cooperate, because nothing can be easy, but eventually she gets bitten and Cisco's right, it definitely hurts more than the average bug bite, but she doesn't feel anything different beyond that.
So, Caitlin shakes her head, brow creased in thought. ]
No...no, not yet.
[ The thoughtful expression becomes a frown a few moments later and, after a moment, a quivering chin joins the frown. ]
Cisco...you won't leave me, right? Go home without me, I mean? You wouldn't, right?
[ She's quiet for another long stretch of time. Or at least, as far as Cisco's concerned, she's quiet. Her mind is going a mile a minute and nothing bouncing around in there is any good. Caitlin's eyes well up with tears and, when she speaks, they spill over like the floodgates have been opened. ]
Everyone always leaves me. Ronnie died and then Jay was— [ She hiccups and chokes on the words freaking Zoom making that potentially unintelligible ] —and then Ray... You know, I really thought I could count on Ray, because he's Ray Palmer, you know? Am I so hard to love? Seriously? I don't even think my own mother loves me; am I really that bad?
[ She swipes at her eyes with her palms and takes a shaking breath that comes out in a frustrated huff as she sniffs, sobbing: ]
Okay, well, I guess we know what the blue does. [ She takes a moment to try to compose herself and it lasts a few seconds before she loses it again, wailing sorrowfully,] Of course I get the one that makes me a blubbering sad sack. Because, why not? I'm already unlovable, let's just add in miserable to be around, while we're at it.
no subject
One moment, she is sitting there, and the next she is crying. And not the kind of crying he is used to from Caitlin - tight, contained, almost-silent, with her hiding her face and hold it all back. The tears are spilling fast and the words even faster, and Cisco comes quickly over to her side, medical tests forgotten in a moment. He loops an arm around her shoulders and draws her against his side, hand pushing her hair back so it doesn't stick to her wet cheeks. It's so rare for Caitlin to express herself like this and he doesn't interrupt; once she pauses for a breath, though, he is ready. ]
Caitlin. Hey, hey, c'mon, it's okay. I'm right here. I've got you, and I'm not going anywhere.
[ And he knows it must be bad when she brings up her mother; it's so rare for Caitlin to even mention her. Usually, Cisco is careful not to be too blunt or too honest in his opinions about Caitlin's mother, but right now isn't one of those times. ]
Your mom- [ The words are fervent and there's an edge of something like scorn in the way he says mom ] -doesn't deserve a daughter as good as you. Okay? Now, I don't really know what happened with Jay. Or what Ray Palmer has to do with it. But I do know that you, Caitlin Snow, are not bad, or hard to love. I know that- I know that if he could've, Ronnie never would've left you. And I know that if I've got any say in the matter, you're totally stuck with me, like, forever. No matter what. Okay?
[ Cisco rests his head against hers, rubbing one hand up and down her back, a soothing gesture. Internally, Cisco wonders if perhaps... the impact of the fireflies depends on the combination of person and mood. Eddie's honesty had been an inconvenience to him, but nothing overwhelming - and the same was true of Cisco's affectionateness just now. But for Cisco, who has had a hard time in his life managing his fear, the experience was intense, and wretched. And it would appear the same is true of Caitlin, and her grief and self-doubt.]
Please. It's not like you've never seen me in blubbering sad-sack mode. Remember that time we watched The Fox and the Hound, and I was drunk and I cried for like, an hour without stopping?
[ Cisco gives Caitlin a little squeeze, and then takes his arm away from her shoulders, reaching for the thermometer. ]
I'm gonna take your temperature now, okay?
[ He does so, takes a few more readings before asking, half-wondering if maybe he shouldn't while she's in this state. ]
What's this about Ray, now?