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Did you people get rid of all the bodies, or was all that bullet damage and laser scoring just a little bit of harmless fun?

And who's the guy with the angry seaweed for a face?

Place seems too interesting for its own good.

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Y'know, Sara screwed up when you were gone. Went back to her roots as an assassin. Nearly took everyone out in the process.

You don't see her in a box, because she made a choice to come back. To try again.

Pull your head out of your ass, and you could too.

Edited 2020-01-02 21:59 (UTC)

While I was gone. [ A bitter laugh. ] Like I just left.

[ God, he wants to get his hands around Leonard's throat. He wants to squeeze until the man's breath is a whisper. Make him beg for air. Make him beg for death. Either one. ]

You think I'm that pathetic? That I would crawl back to a pack of idiots who didn't even vote against killing me?

I didn't give them a vote. I knew what I was going to do.

Finish up the job, and come back for you. What's going on between us is our business.

They wouldn't get it, anyway.

You don't exactly make it easy for people to understand you, Mick.

[ Silence. He's not sure what he feels, at that last statement. It cuts, deeper than it should.

In a low growl: ]

This is pointless.

You're telling me.

Give it up, Mick.

Killing won't solve all your problems. It never has.

It'll solve one, and it's the only one I've got to worry about right now.

[Why it still hurts, Len doesn't know.

Every time he thinks he's over it, over Mick, reality sucker-punches him in the gut.]

Simple things please simple minds.

...Except, last time I checked, yours wasn't so simple. So we'll see how long that pleasure lasts.

[ Chronos starts to growl--simple minds. Always the basest insults. Always about what he's capable of without anyone else's help.

But then Leonard contradicts himself. Contradicts everyone. Hunter, the Professor, even some of the Time Masters.

For a second he remembers what it feels like to have Leonard on his side.

Somehow that just makes it all worse. ]

I get you somewhere private, where I can do some work, and I can make it last a long-ass time, Snart.

Are you looking for revenge, or a toy?

Too bad Santa Claus didn't wrap me up in a bow and leave me under your tree. Naughty, naughty Chronos.

You'll have to catch me if you want to play.