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[truesight]

So... Hi.

[ man it's tricky starting these things, isn't it? well, it wasn't the first time. but that was before she turned into a manic not-zombie for about a week, so. eh. anyway! she's not sick anymore, but she still looks a little worse for wear. she sounds tired, voice rough from screaming once she really started to lose it. she almost only went on voice instead, but she's not really the type to hide. even if the right side of her face is marked up still, dark scars of long scratches she gave herself while she was sick, trying to get the buzzing noise in her head to stop. the nanites might've amped her body's ability to heal, but traces of the Flare aren't completely gone just yet. STILL.

Rachel's been stuck in bed for too long, and if she can offer something helpful? she's going to do it. and no she's not thinking of the long-term, but she probably is going to leave the offer open for more than just this. compensation? what's that? ]

I know everybody's busy cleaning up and getting things back to normal, and I'm not, um, there yet with the being able to help thing, so... I thought I'd offer something I can do. [ taptaptaptap her fingers drum on the flat of her sketchbook, off screen ] The Porter, or whatever, gave me the power of being able to pull the things I draw off the page and make them real. Only stuff, and food, not animals or anything too complex, but. If anybody got reckless while they were sick, like I did, I guess I'm just offering to replace anything that might've gotten broken or destroyed because of all this.

Or- anything, I don't know. Clothes, food, supplies for rebuilding. Pretty much anything. I'd just like to help. [ she pulls on a grin, her hand moving up to absently scratch her face but aaaah no nope not doing that ] Just let me know, yeah? I was thinking about heading to the park later on, so I can meet people there, or- Wherever. Just let me know.

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[truesight]

[ the flash and kid flash. ok. ]

I'm in Heropa. At the park by the library. [ so excited about food!! and normally she'd be quick to match his enthusiasm, but she's still pooped, ok ] It's- not directly near any of the dragon damage, but it's sort of in the middle of it, sure. Close by.

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[Hopefully Rachel will not be alarmed by a boy in glaring yellow and red spandex screeching to a halt in front of her.]

Can you seriously make food is that seriously a power I'm starving I forgot my money I'm so hungry I'm not even going to yell about the conservation of mass.

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Gods-!

[ there might be a short string of Greek curse worse following that well done. ]

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Yes, I can. Whatever you want. If you can describe it, I can draw it, and I can pull it off the page.

[ WOOF taking a breath she just needs to get her heart rate back to normal ]

Hey, your face isn't- buzzing. Aren't you worried I'll be able to see who you are?

[ guess which Flash got to her first ]

[runningstart]

[that sounds suspiciously like magic but he's so hungry he doesn't even care] Buzzing? No. What the heck? I don't care if you can see me.

Can you make a twenty inch BLT? [so hungry so hungry]

[truesight]

Nevermind. [ i n t e r e s t i n g ]

That's kinda boring, no? Just bacon, lettuce, and tomato? I can make you literally anything and that's it? Here, hang on. [ she's already sketching up a sandwich, but head tilting a bit once she finishes it. and she's about to pull it off the page, but ] -- Crispy bacon? Toast? This is just going to be an appetizer, but give me some details.

[runningstart]

[is thIS WHAT HEAVEN IS LIKE]

Crispy bacon toasted with pepperjack seven wheat bread with pepper and oregano. [FIDGETING. please let this work. he'll figure out the science of it later just LET IT WORK]

[truesight]

[ her eyes go wide, but it's totally in a good way. yes. good. those are the details she needs. a second later she's biting her pencil between her teeth so her hands are free, one holding the notebook up at a slight angle, and the other just sort of

dips into the page.

she grabs the edge of the plate she drew, and the first smell that hits the air is the pepper and oregano, for sure, makes her nose scrunch up. but then there's that bacon smell, and woof everything smells meaty. and breakfasty. she drops the pencil on the now blank notebook page, sets it down on her lap, just so she can hold up the plate with both hands. ]

Careful, it's going to be hot.

[runningstart]

[Okay first of all that is totally not magic because magic isn't real, so she's probably got some serious reality shifting powers and he'll think about it later, but for now-

KF plunks down next to her on the bench, takes the plate and stares at her.]

...I am your willing slave for life. [wow this kid must really love sandwiches

He crunches down on the sandwich and pretends to die on the bench, slumping lower and lower until he's practically parallel to the ground.]

[truesight]

I actually don't need a slave, but thank you.

[ there was maybe more to that, or an easy conversation starter just for the sake of keeping things interesting once he's sitting down by her, but then he starts to fall over and she's just cracking up. loudly cracking up, when he keeps going. and she's letting him carry on for a bit before she waves her hands in a pretend panic ]

Crap. Did I just kill Kid Flash? This is going to make me look so bad. [ she puts her hand on his shoulder, shakes him a bit ] Hey, hey. You have to wake up or all these people are going to think I killed you. [ not that anybody's paying that much attention. but she'll pretend they are ] He's fine everybody!

[runningstart]

She's lying, I'm dead, [Kid Flash mumbles around his mouthful as he sliiiiides off the bench onto the ground, eyes closed, absorbed. This sandwich. This mofo sandwich.]

Seriously. Seriously. You have no idea how much fuel this tank needs to stay outta the red. You're a lifesaver.

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[ welp, there's clearly nothing she can do for him then, now that he's dead and all. she pulls her feet up on the bench to sit crosslegged, getting comfy with her sketchpad on her lap ]

I might have some idea. All that running? Although I'm not sure BLTs are the best fuel food. I feel like I should be feeding you lots of protein. And Gatorade. [ because apparently there's no waiting period when it comes to befriending Rachel Dare. it's straight from introduction to I need to make sure you're eating at least somewhat properly ] Ares kids are always drinking Gatorade.

[runningstart]

Nope! [Kid crams the last of his sandwich into his mouth -wow that was fast and also revolting to watch probably- and wipes his hands off, pushing himself up to sit next to her on the bench.] Carbs. Protein is good too, obviously all the essential vitamins and minerals, can't be picky, but carbs are the way to go. Like how marathon runners will load up on pasta? Not a lot obviously because then you gotta crap, but it doesn't work the same with me, my body uses the whole buffalo.

[truesight]

[ she's really genuinely super interested in everything he's saying, but by the time he gets to w h o l e her nose is scrunching up ]

Your super-efficient superhero body is really fascinating, but all I'm getting here is- Gods, you are exuding pepperjack and bacon. [ she's laughing even as she her face scrunches up and she leans her upper body away. hey, if he can talk about crap habits, she can let him know his breath is a little rank ] What do you want to drink?

[runningstart]

[uh oh] Is this grossing you out?! [KF decides to thank this wonderful person by leaning closer and really accentuating his vowels just to get some more breath over thatta way.] I'm soohhhrry, I really can't hhhHHHhhhelp it.

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No-! What have I done? What have I done?!

[ she yelps and laughs as she continues trying to stretch herself further away from him, pretending to scramble for her notebook ]

Nine hundred Tic Tacs, coming right up-!

[runningstart]

[Then there's a strong breeze and Kid is gone; the pages of her sketchbook haven't even stopped flapping before he's back, grinning cheekily and tossing a little box of Tic Tacs up and down before popping it open and crunching on a few.] Beat you to it.

[truesight]

Oh, well, check you out, Mr. Speedster.

[ she drops her pencil, hands moving up to complete her look of "oh we're all soooOOooOooOoOoOo impressed". but then she's just kinda watching him, and it's- it probably should be weird hanging out with somebody wearing a very yellow superhero costume. and a mask. like a half-mask thing. but somehow it's not? eh. she'll think about her life choices later.

for now she's just narrowing her eyes, like she's been observing him for a very particular reason ]

Are you- Did you just chew a bunch of Tic Tacs? All at once? I don't know if I can trust a guy that willingly chews on peppermint Tic Tacs. [ she leans in a little closer, eyes narrowing all the more, voice a ( silly, it's silly ) whisper. like she's trying to sound like Clint Eastwood or something. ] Are you some kinda- [ dramatic pause ] crazyperson?

[runningstart]

[KF crunches on a few more and flashes her what he thinks is a winning grin. The midwestern accent he uses is a liiiittle too good to be anything but learned from birth.] I don't know nothin' 'bout crazy folk, little lady, but I can assure you I am not one of 'em.

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[ she breaks character pretty quick, her lips buzzing in that "pbbt!" way that happens when you weren't expecting to laugh so suddenly. she sits back again then, shifts around even though she's still just kinda curled up on the bench. ]

Yeah, I ain't buyin' it. You're a bonafide crazyperson. [ she's not really putting on a voice anymore, and her attention is up on the sky, apparently, as she lets her head tip back and leans back on the bench ] That's okay though, I happen to like crazy.

[runningstart]

[O-oh.]

Uhhh, how much do you like crazy? [Wary instead of the usual eager, just because...........he has no idea where he stands with Artemis and this girl is...awesome (SHE MAKES FOOD AND SHE LAUGHED AT HIS DUMB JOKES) and under any other circumstances he'd have asked her out like four times by now but like...he really likes Artemis and he doesn't want to do anything shitty if they're going out? Or were they just macking on each other because it was New Years'? DAMN IT WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE TALKED BEFORE HE VANISHED.]

[truesight]

Oh, so much. I'm obsessed with it. Ob-sessed. [ her voice isn't completely deadpan, but it's close. and when she sits up to look at him properly again, her eyes are wide, all fake earnest ..ness ] We're in love now, didn't you know? That sandwich was my proposal and you accepted it. That's how much I like crazy.

[ she nodnodnodnodnods like this is all very serious

but she's quick to give him an "oh pls" look soon after ]

Relax, you're fine. You're cute, but I just meant in a.. what I look for in a friendship way. I like crazy.

[runningstart]

Ohhh-kayyy okay okay. I get it, I get it. [KF sighs loudly and rolls his eyes so hard he probably pulls something.] I'm just- I dunno if I have a girlfriend and I'm trying not to flirt just in case I do so I'm not that kinda guy.

[truesight]

You don't know if you have a girlfriend.

[ that should probably be phrased more like a question, but it just isn't ]

[runningstart]

I don't! -Don't look at me like that, it's not my fault! I got grabbed back here before we had a chance to talk about it. I mean, lots of people kiss on New Year's. [except he...really hopes they ARE going out. When did he go from not liking Artemis at all to wanting to hold her hand all the time?]