Oh. Uh, yeah. See... [He can't help the slight amusement at the small derailment of the actual topic at hand as he goes into the explanations of the debate that has gone on for years on this Earth.
He shakes his head at that question.] Not really, no. Um, we had a tense at best work rivalry and that was where it stopped for a long time. It's kinda funny, actually, um...I don't remember what we were arguing about, but right in the middle of it, complete out of left field, he kissed me. Just to stun me and shut me up. Which worked...for all of about two minutes. [He can't help smiling now thinking about it.] After work that day, we went for coffee and we talked about how fucked up our parents were and...I dunno, [He shrugs.] it just spiraled from that, I guess.
He kissed you first? Sounds about right. [It was interesting, it was almost like they swapped roles and Cisco was the nervous unsure one and Hartley was the confident ass. He wasn't saying he minded, he just really wanted to see that dynamic, to watch such a strange thing at work. He would have stuck around to maybe try and see it but the idea of seeing someone who'd look that much like Hart made his heart grow heavy and cold. It almost clenched at the thought.]
His parents were still fucked up? Some things never change. We have no luck in that department on any Earth. Fortunately we took care of that. Mine and Hart's aren't exactly around these days. [There was a dark smirk there, a certain level of pride. Hey, if you knew the Earth two Rathaways like he did, you'd understand. Trust him on that one.] I'm strangely glad in my own way that you two found each other. It feels right.
Yeah, he's the bold one between the two of us. [And that doesn't bother him at all to admit. More than once, Hartley had pushed him out of the safe little boxes he'd so carefully constructed for himself through the years and, usually, it worked out fine. He liked those little challenges, a lot more now.
And there it is, again. That glimmer of something else, something dark in Reverb's eyes that reminded Cisco who he was sitting next to. His stomach clenches as he realizes the implications of those words.]
I think having shitty parents should be disallowed as a constant. [He smiles a little, real and genuine, because he gets a sense if sincerity from those last words.] Me too.
This has been oddly illuminating, you know? I expected nothing to come from this but a film and maybe a threat or two and yet here I am, talking about Hartley. Our Hartleys. It's something I never realised I needed.
[There was a smile there as he shrugged his shoulders, unsure how to react to any of this besides an unfamiliar and uncertain level of strange gratitude. He would have cared more in the past to show this many emotions, to be vulnerable, but what did he have left to lose? He lost everything already. He wasn't sure yet what he was going to do next or where he was going to go but he did know that Cisco had made him feel oddly relieved. Like even if he lost his Hart, he knew someone else had theirs.]
I haven't spoke about Hart since I saw him -- well, since he died. I don't really have many people I can just talk with. My fault, I don't care to talk to anyone. I don't really like anyone, only him. It was always only home. But it's strange, Vibe, I never expected you to be that kind of person for me but I suppose, against my better judgement, this has been a good night.
I can't say I expected this either. But it hasn't been terrible. [Dare he say, he wouldn't mind doing it again sometime.] I wouldn't have ever expected us to be so much alike. In so many ways.
[He knows how hard it can be, feeling isolated and alone, like there's no one around to give a damn. He also knows how important it is when you find anyone that actually does. And, while he's not saying he's suddenly besties with his E-2 alter, he understands him a little better. And that's not a bad thing as far as Cisco is concerned.]
Well, I'm glad that it helped. [However weird that was to say, and however small that help might be in the grand scheme. Something was better than nothing. He can't help but be a little hung up on that half-comment "..since I saw him--" had he been forced to watch it? God, he hopes not, but like hell is he asking.] I'm pretty chatty, so...you know... [Was that an unspoken "come again sometime"? Even Cisco's not completely sure.]
I'm not. But I've been more chattier with you than anyone else lately. I guess there are some things you can say to yourself that you can't say to others.
[And while he and Cisco weren't the same person, sometimes it almost felt like he was just talking to a dorkier mirror version of himself. And that just made everything easier. With a sigh, Reverb got to his feet and slipped his glasses on once more, looking down at Cisco.]
I doubt we're actually going to watch a film and given how much I've shared, I feel like distance is a good move. Perhaps, Vibe, I will see you again. [He smiled faintly.] Maybe we can finish a film next time.
[He watches as his counterpart rises to his feet and grabs his goggles. The whole situation is oddly surreal now, chatty spell broken as reality sets in again.
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Date: 2016-10-19 08:42 pm (UTC)He shakes his head at that question.] Not really, no. Um, we had a tense at best work rivalry and that was where it stopped for a long time. It's kinda funny, actually, um...I don't remember what we were arguing about, but right in the middle of it, complete out of left field, he kissed me. Just to stun me and shut me up. Which worked...for all of about two minutes. [He can't help smiling now thinking about it.] After work that day, we went for coffee and we talked about how fucked up our parents were and...I dunno, [He shrugs.] it just spiraled from that, I guess.
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Date: 2016-10-19 08:57 pm (UTC)His parents were still fucked up? Some things never change. We have no luck in that department on any Earth. Fortunately we took care of that. Mine and Hart's aren't exactly around these days. [There was a dark smirk there, a certain level of pride. Hey, if you knew the Earth two Rathaways like he did, you'd understand. Trust him on that one.] I'm strangely glad in my own way that you two found each other. It feels right.
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Date: 2016-10-19 09:17 pm (UTC)And there it is, again. That glimmer of something else, something dark in Reverb's eyes that reminded Cisco who he was sitting next to. His stomach clenches as he realizes the implications of those words.]
I think having shitty parents should be disallowed as a constant. [He smiles a little, real and genuine, because he gets a sense if sincerity from those last words.] Me too.
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Date: 2016-10-19 09:36 pm (UTC)[There was a smile there as he shrugged his shoulders, unsure how to react to any of this besides an unfamiliar and uncertain level of strange gratitude. He would have cared more in the past to show this many emotions, to be vulnerable, but what did he have left to lose? He lost everything already. He wasn't sure yet what he was going to do next or where he was going to go but he did know that Cisco had made him feel oddly relieved. Like even if he lost his Hart, he knew someone else had theirs.]
I haven't spoke about Hart since I saw him -- well, since he died. I don't really have many people I can just talk with. My fault, I don't care to talk to anyone. I don't really like anyone, only him. It was always only home. But it's strange, Vibe, I never expected you to be that kind of person for me but I suppose, against my better judgement, this has been a good night.
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Date: 2016-10-19 10:39 pm (UTC)[He knows how hard it can be, feeling isolated and alone, like there's no one around to give a damn. He also knows how important it is when you find anyone that actually does. And, while he's not saying he's suddenly besties with his E-2 alter, he understands him a little better. And that's not a bad thing as far as Cisco is concerned.]
Well, I'm glad that it helped. [However weird that was to say, and however small that help might be in the grand scheme. Something was better than nothing. He can't help but be a little hung up on that half-comment "..since I saw him--" had he been forced to watch it? God, he hopes not, but like hell is he asking.] I'm pretty chatty, so...you know... [Was that an unspoken "come again sometime"? Even Cisco's not completely sure.]
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Date: 2016-10-19 11:09 pm (UTC)[And while he and Cisco weren't the same person, sometimes it almost felt like he was just talking to a dorkier mirror version of himself. And that just made everything easier. With a sigh, Reverb got to his feet and slipped his glasses on once more, looking down at Cisco.]
I doubt we're actually going to watch a film and given how much I've shared, I feel like distance is a good move. Perhaps, Vibe, I will see you again. [He smiled faintly.] Maybe we can finish a film next time.
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Date: 2016-10-19 11:15 pm (UTC)[He watches as his counterpart rises to his feet and grabs his goggles. The whole situation is oddly surreal now, chatty spell broken as reality sets in again.
Hartley's gonna yell later when he tells him.]
See you around, Reverb.
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Date: 2016-10-19 11:20 pm (UTC)[Reverb held out his hand, carefully working to manipulate a breach to escape in.]
My name is Paco, you know? Feel free to use it. I honestly don't care either way.
[Reverb was dead really. The name, the title, the role, it served no purpose now.]
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Date: 2016-10-20 12:46 am (UTC)