His focus on changing things. On running the city.
[ Zoom made promises to his lieutenants, after all - promises that he has not kept. And Reverb is done waiting for him, with his obsessions and his ego. He is moving on to bigger, better things.
Caitlin's reply makes Reverb smile, indulgent, patient. Her refusal to believe is going to make the whole thing more delicious. He takes a lazy step towards her, then another. ]
Then why don't I show you.
[ Reverb is close enough, now, that he can reach out for her hand. His own hand is cold - not as cold as Killer Frost's, maybe, but colder than it should be. But it serves its purpose: Caitlin is pulled into the vision with him, into the blue distorted version of the world that he sees when he peers through the fabric of the universe.
This is how he looks into other dimensions; how he knows about Zoom's dalliance with Caitlin. It is easy, finding his way to Zoom's lair. Reverb is careful, doesn't manifest anywhere that Zoom might be able to see them. Instead, he and Caitlin are behind the grimy gears of some huge, rusted, long-disused machinery. Still, they are close enough to peer around and see Zoom pacing, sans mask, no doubt impatient for Reverb and Killer Frost to capture the Flash and bring him there. Reverb holds a finger to Caitlin's lips, silencing her before she has a chance to say anything and blow their cover. He points to Zoom. Points to the unmistakable figure of "Jay Garrick', his hair rumpled, his face set in a scowl.
It is dangerous to do this for too long - even in his distraction, Zoom may sense them. So he only waits until he is sure Caitlin has seen what she needs to see before he hauls them both out, breaks the connection. ]
no subject
[ Zoom made promises to his lieutenants, after all - promises that he has not kept. And Reverb is done waiting for him, with his obsessions and his ego. He is moving on to bigger, better things.
Caitlin's reply makes Reverb smile, indulgent, patient. Her refusal to believe is going to make the whole thing more delicious. He takes a lazy step towards her, then another. ]
Then why don't I show you.
[ Reverb is close enough, now, that he can reach out for her hand. His own hand is cold - not as cold as Killer Frost's, maybe, but colder than it should be. But it serves its purpose: Caitlin is pulled into the vision with him, into the blue distorted version of the world that he sees when he peers through the fabric of the universe.
This is how he looks into other dimensions; how he knows about Zoom's dalliance with Caitlin. It is easy, finding his way to Zoom's lair. Reverb is careful, doesn't manifest anywhere that Zoom might be able to see them. Instead, he and Caitlin are behind the grimy gears of some huge, rusted, long-disused machinery. Still, they are close enough to peer around and see Zoom pacing, sans mask, no doubt impatient for Reverb and Killer Frost to capture the Flash and bring him there. Reverb holds a finger to Caitlin's lips, silencing her before she has a chance to say anything and blow their cover. He points to Zoom. Points to the unmistakable figure of "Jay Garrick', his hair rumpled, his face set in a scowl.
It is dangerous to do this for too long - even in his distraction, Zoom may sense them. So he only waits until he is sure Caitlin has seen what she needs to see before he hauls them both out, breaks the connection. ]