@lionofice | PLOTTED
It took her several dinner dates with Cisco to convince him to help her try and track down the Waverider’s next location for landing. As it was, since her brother and Mick had decided that time travelling was up their alley, the only contact she had with them was when one of them remembered to send through a message.
Leonard used to be good at keeping up with a monthly reminder that he was alive and well, even a tidbit here and there from their adventures. Though he had promised that it was likely they would all get returned to the exact timeline they had left so these messages wouldn’t really matter, Lisa was more then skeptical since the missives had faded over time. Less frequent, marked at times by her brother making sure they were sent when he knew she ought to be asleep.
Especially when it came to Mick taking over for sending the occasional message. They were short. To the point. Bare of any details other then: we’re fine, Haircut messed up the coms again.
The Waverider either had a poor engineer, or Mick couldn’t be bothered to put his sandwich down and actually talk to her.
So she was waiting for the moment the ship landed back in Central City, leaning up against her bike, arms crossed. A perturbed look on her face. Unfortunately for Mick, Leo is the first one she sees.
“It’s been a year! A whole year, and you didn’t even bother to come say hi to your baby sister at least once during your travels?!” Lisa, striding forward, is rambling off in annoyance at the man who looks exactly like her older brother, except... “Is that a new parka?”
