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Tommy groaned at joke. “Did you just. I’m going to pretend you did not just say that.”
Thad coughed, feeling embarrassed that had even uttered the joke. Ugh, clearly he’s either tired, or spent too much time around Bart. “I think that’s the best course of action.”
Tommy eyed Thad for a moment. "Hn. You're okay. I can tolerate you." He decided that the other speedster was at least decent compared to those he met before.
"You were specific clothes for your thing. I’d say it’s dressing up." Tommy sighed. "Partners. Work related."
"No, it’s called ca friction proof suit," he huffed, arms crossed over his chest. Still, even if he said he was partners with him, Wally didn’t trust this guy. "Oh really?"
"Mhm sure." He commented and then sent Wally an evil grin. "What don't believe me?"
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"... uncle Pete I'm guessing?"
"Then I suppose we can go with, partners in a way. We do similar jobs. And no I’m not talking about your dressing up as a hero dealio."
"Hey it’s not dressing up," he huffed, a spark of annoyance in his eyes. Hmph, made it sound like they were children playing dress up, which wasn’t the case. "… Partners in what?"
"You were specific clothes for your thing. I'd say it's dressing up." Tommy sighed. "Partners. Work related."
Tommy grinned. “A party that I would enjoy isn’t necessarily one that Death or War would like. Pestilence maybe, but we’re both more… extreme I suppose you can say.”
"Then I suppose, I probably should ask you to be a part planner," jeez, he just make a really lame joke. Ugh, that made him mentally scold himself, he was better than that.
Tommy groaned at joke. "Did you just. I'm going to pretend you did not just say that."
"It was a warning shot." He rolls his eyes.
"Well there it is. If you wanna get rid of him. Eliminate him."
"Are you seriously telling me to kill you? Most people wouldn’t be fond of me killing them."
"No I'm telling you to kill a different version of me. It's not the same. And I don't a shit about 'other me's'. All the ones I've met are too goody goody for my taste."
"It was a warning shot." He rolls his eyes.
"Well there it is. If you wanna get rid of him. Eliminate him."
"I have no choice in the matter, really. He just kind of moved in," He sighs, rubbing his temples. "He’s trying to make me a stripper."
"Then get rid of him." Tommy didn’t care for his other ‘selves’. "I would…
"I got his kidney…"
"He has two." Tommy sighed at the incompetent work. "Were you even trying?"
"I have no choice in the matter, really. He just kind of moved in," He sighs, rubbing his temples. "He’s trying to make me a stripper."
"Then get rid of him." Tommy didn’t care for his other ‘selves’. "I would ask why, but frankly I don’t care."
"I’ve stabbed him but even that doesn’t work, you’re insistent."
"Unless you stabbed a vital organ, stabbing does shit. You're a speedster you should know what works or doesn't."
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"I have no choice in the matter, really. He just kind of moved in," He sighs, rubbing his temples. "He’s trying to make me a stripper."
"Then get rid of him." Tommy didn't care for his other 'selves'. "I would ask why, but frankly I don't care."
"I know two of you assholes. One is my roommate and the other slapped my ass, so far, The Tommy name is one I’d rather forget." He smirked in response, looking back to his files.
Tommy wrinkled his nose a bit. "Yet you're roommates with one of them. Sounds counterproductive."
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"Peter’s a friend of sorts." Tommy answered and bingo. So this was Dick’s friend. "How else do you think I know it? We’re acquaintances." Well technically more than that, seeing as the Dick Grayson he knew was Pestilence.
He had no idea who Peter was, so he merely nodded his head; it wasn’t like he could comment on it. “It’s not like he goes around giving it out to just acquaintances,” Wally was still frowning at him in suspicion.
"Then I suppose we can go with, partners in a way. We do similar jobs. And no I'm not talking about your dressing up as a hero dealio."
"Oh can’t you tell? I eat glitter for breakfast." Tommy drawled out as he rolled his eyes. "No. We all became how we are differently. Their story to tell, not mine."
He adjusted the straps of his gloves, slightly tugging on them, as he looked over at the other for another few moments. “Huh, so no two stories are the same, but be fun at parties.”
Tommy grinned. "A party that I would enjoy isn't necessarily one that Death or War would like. Pestilence maybe, but we're both more... extreme I suppose you can say."
