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[personal profile] trigeminalheadache 2016-07-16 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ If there's one thing that will put the brakes on her denial and disbelief and meltdown spiral, it's an insult or cutting remark from someone she doesn't like. It's one thing Hartley's been good for in Caitlin's life, getting her accustomed to reacting, to doing what she can to pull herself out of this.

Her head lifts, her expression goes hard.
]

You know nothing about me.

[ This time, she's the one to approach him, her eyes sharp and her mouth pressed into a thin line. It's easier now to separate him from Cisco in her head, though she finds herself wondering what happened in this world that turned Reverb into this. What happened to Killer Frost and Deathstorm, too. ]

You can watch all you like, but it doesn't mean jack.

[ She tries to stare him down. ]

What's your game, here? What are you after?
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[personal profile] trigeminalheadache 2016-07-23 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ She doesn't want to be the one that blinks, who backs down even an inch. He'll take a mile for each one she gives up, and she's tired of losing ground. Of being behind all the time. Just once, Caitlin wants them to be the one in the lead, the one that's one step ahead. Being proactive instead of reactive.

But today isn't that day, not with the way he stares back and takes a dig at her. Her gaze shifts away before she blinks. To her credit, she doesn't move away as he advances. Maybe she shouldn't let him this close again, but she's determined to somehow show he doesn't scare her.

Even if he does scare her. A small bit.
]

You have to be crazy if you think we'd ever work with you. The enemy of my enemy? Still my enemy.