"Did you know I can vibrate my hand fast enough to reach into someone's chest and grab their heart? Doesn't even hurt til I stop moving."
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"Did you know I can vibrate my hand fast enough to reach into someone's chest and grab their heart? Doesn't even hurt til I stop moving."
@the-defected-one
Sitting under a tree near the Great Lake, Barty was reading a book while trying to ignore the forming bruise on his face. If he could find the proper spell in the book, he would be able to avoid going to the mediwitch for something as stupid as a bruise given to him by a Gryffindor who hadn’t liked his face.
He glanced up from his book when he heard familiar footsteps and tried to hide his face behind said book before the other got too close to see it. “Hey, Regulus” the bookish Slytherin mumbled once his friend was close enough to hear it.
"Oh shit. Is it that time of year again?"
@1mpulsee
"BART! BART! MY NEW COSTUME'S DONE!" They'd both had experiences as Kid Flash that were less than ideal, but Barty enjoyed the costume- and he was technically older, which meant that it was his duty to take the role.
"I kinda think I look like Gramps a bit." He regretted the words as he said them-- Flash was still missing, abducted to another world by Owlman. "We'll find him, don't you worry."
@1mpulsee
"Should I be insulted you like Grandpa more than yourself?" Bart certainly had a fair amount of self loathing. His flashpoint counterpart, who had taken to calling himself Barty, was far more confident, and baffled by such an intense lack of self esteem.
"No way lil bro is eating batteries without me."
He wraps his arms around Barty tightly . He’s having bad emotions and needs big brother hugs . he isn’t letting go .
"Aww-- hey there bud. You alright?" He ruffles the hair of his slightly shorter counterpart, a kind smile on his features.
"Are Tim and Kon messing with you again? I can set 'em straight."