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paradisalost2009-06-10 06:48 pm
mylifeisntajoke.livejournal.com) wrote in paradisalost2009-06-10 06:48 pm
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Who: Booster Gold/Michael Carter (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mylifeisntajoke), Blue Beetle II/Ted Kord (yeahitsortofis), The Flash/Wally West (scarletspeedsta), and Diana Prince/Wonder Woman (sufferinsapphos)
What: Three manly men going to a manly bar for some beers. And a woman. Who doesn't drink beer.
When: Today. An hour after Michael and Wally's thread.
Where: At a bar in town...
Rating: PG-13? Idk I really suck at this.
Booster was lucky that Wally wanted to go to the bar of all places, because like Wally, Booster felt like shit and needed a drink, although for totally different reasons. And that just made him feel even more like shit since the first thing he should have done was console his friend, not... want a drink.
He hadn't expected to have told Wally about his unfortunate fate, but Booster couldn't help but feel cornered when Wally kept questioning him about Prime. The last thing he wanted was for Wally to publicly call out Prime, aggravate him, and start a fight. As much as he agreed that Superboy-Prime couldn't be left unpunished and free to hurt anyone as he pleased, he didn't want his friends sacrificing themselves. He hoped that the story he gave Wally would sink in enough for him to understand just how powerful Prime was. He hoped giving him such heavy news had been worth it.
After stopping by Ted's room and giving him directions, he left. He wanted to get to the bar quickly so that he could talk to Wally about what had happened without Ted there. His best friend wouldn't appreciate it if he found out, of course, but it was for his own good. Death was an uncomfortable subject, especially when you yourself are aware that you're dead. This was why Booster gave Ted the wrong directions, to buy himself some time. He made sure that the location he had given him was close enough so that he could find the proper one in no less than a half-hour or so. Then good times could be had, ... hopefully.
Garbed in his civilian attire, Booster pushed open the heavy door and stepped into the bar, doing his best to seem casual despite the stress of guilt and concern.
mylifeisntajoke), Blue Beetle II/Ted Kord (yeahitsortofis), The Flash/Wally West (scarletspeedsta), and Diana Prince/Wonder Woman (sufferinsapphos)What: Three manly men going to a manly bar for some beers. And a woman. Who doesn't drink beer.
When: Today. An hour after Michael and Wally's thread.
Where: At a bar in town...
Rating: PG-13? Idk I really suck at this.
Booster was lucky that Wally wanted to go to the bar of all places, because like Wally, Booster felt like shit and needed a drink, although for totally different reasons. And that just made him feel even more like shit since the first thing he should have done was console his friend, not... want a drink.
He hadn't expected to have told Wally about his unfortunate fate, but Booster couldn't help but feel cornered when Wally kept questioning him about Prime. The last thing he wanted was for Wally to publicly call out Prime, aggravate him, and start a fight. As much as he agreed that Superboy-Prime couldn't be left unpunished and free to hurt anyone as he pleased, he didn't want his friends sacrificing themselves. He hoped that the story he gave Wally would sink in enough for him to understand just how powerful Prime was. He hoped giving him such heavy news had been worth it.
After stopping by Ted's room and giving him directions, he left. He wanted to get to the bar quickly so that he could talk to Wally about what had happened without Ted there. His best friend wouldn't appreciate it if he found out, of course, but it was for his own good. Death was an uncomfortable subject, especially when you yourself are aware that you're dead. This was why Booster gave Ted the wrong directions, to buy himself some time. He made sure that the location he had given him was close enough so that he could find the proper one in no less than a half-hour or so. Then good times could be had, ... hopefully.
Garbed in his civilian attire, Booster pushed open the heavy door and stepped into the bar, doing his best to seem casual despite the stress of guilt and concern.
no subject
He watched Wally order more whiskey as he downed his own beverage, wondering how his current mood must have been. Probably not too good. Oops, his bad. Maybe he should rub his back to show that he cared... or ruffle his hair... or pat his shoulder. Actually, no, he'd just keep his hands to himself. That was probably the best display of platonic affection.
He almost choked on the scotch as Wally abruptly brought up the subject of Superboy-Prime. He clutched a hand to his chest as he swallowed thickly, composing himself, before setting down his glass.
"What?! No--! Why would I do that?!" He didn't catch the joke. He could never tell with Wonder Woman.