What are you doing? Brain surgery, what does it look like?
The Doc had given Mick the implant, not even asking why he wanted it. The Time Masters had put it in there as part of his Induction and if there was some kind of chance that Snart was using it, scattered across time, he wanted Cisco to confirm.
Whether or not anyone noticed the jump ship being taken - Mick didn't care. He cut all communications and made the jump back to Central. There were answers back home and he wasn't getting back on that ship until he had some.
Someone else had seen him. Spoken to him. Mick doesn't understand metahuman powers or exactly how Ramon's work - but he'd made some kind of contact.
It's almost seven am when he's knocking on Cisco's door, a heavy fist on the wood. He could pick the lock or just bust down the door but that's not what friends do.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2017-01-30 04:09 pm (UTC)Brain surgery, what does it look like?
The Doc had given Mick the implant, not even asking why he wanted it. The Time Masters had put it in there as part of his Induction and if there was some kind of chance that Snart was using it, scattered across time, he wanted Cisco to confirm.
Whether or not anyone noticed the jump ship being taken - Mick didn't care. He cut all communications and made the jump back to Central. There were answers back home and he wasn't getting back on that ship until he had some.
Someone else had seen him. Spoken to him. Mick doesn't understand metahuman powers or exactly how Ramon's work - but he'd made some kind of contact.
It's almost seven am when he's knocking on Cisco's door, a heavy fist on the wood. He could pick the lock or just bust down the door but that's not what friends do.
.. at least so he's been told.