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franciscoramon) wrote2017-04-06 09:14 pm
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franciscoramon) wrote2017-04-06 09:14 pm
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It's a deal.
[ And strangely, Cisco actually is kind of looking forward to it. Less so the part about working on his own powers, of course, but Eddie had already seen the worst of those, in the forest that day. And his stupid vibes had contributed to their whole ill-advised hookup during the blackout. As far as shame and embarrassment go, for his powers, he's kind of already passed that first hurdle, with Eddie.
Cisco shifts the conversation gently, seeing the opportunity to bring Eddie's mind back to the positives, to the good he can do and the way that this is, quite literally, a dream come true for him. ]
Does this mean I get to pick a name for you, since you're going to pick one for me? And you better believe I'm gonna make you a suit, once I know enough about how your powers function that I can work in some tech to enhance them and help you with control.
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And of course it looks strange, in the middle of the precinct, but the fact is, Eddie doesn't care, because this is what he needed, after all the fear and confusion over the past few hours. He'd needed someone to say that they believed in him, to say that they trusted him, to offer to help him train.
It always seems to be Cisco who comes through for him like this, lately.
Eddie's smile widens when Cisco asks if he can pick a name for him, and he laughs, a little self-deprecatingly.]
I mean, I think it's a bit early for that, and I definitely haven't thought up a good name for you yet, but...I definitely need to practice before I get a name and a suit.
[Taking a breath, he calms himself, then drops his hand from Cisco's chest and picks up the sandwich he brought again. For a moment, he distracts himself with taking a bite, chewing and swallowing, enjoying the sensation of eating, and then, quietly, he speaks again.]
Thanks, Cisco.
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[ Cisco thinks about saying that Barry hadn't known what the he was doing when he first got his suit, that he had had a name almost before he'd actually saved anyone. But Cisco doesn't want to give the impression that he is rushing Eddie. It's a lot to process, and if he says it feels early for those things, Cisco isn't gonna question it.
That won't stop him from making plans in his head, though. Like, for instance, the fact that Eddie costume is going to have to be a deep blue, the same as the color of that energy that had glowed through his skin for just a moment. Cisco doesn't think he'd ever seen a blue quite that rich. It's different, from the tinted shade of his vibes, from the energy he had shot from his hand that one time. Darker, more intensely saturated, more... warm. ]
Not today, though. I think you've had more than enough excitement.
[ Cisco wishes he could drag Eddie from the precinct and back home at once, but there's a distinctly ominous look about all that paperwork sitting by his elbow. Probably a lot more to do, considering two civilians had almost killed each other, and are probably in custody, and apparently there is a robot dog involved somehow??? ]
You look like you've still got some stuff to finish up - how 'bout I cook dinner, for once? Least I can do. And maybe we can watch a movie after? I'm thinking something with swords and realllll stilted dialogue, what do you say?
[ He wants Eddie to see that this is not the end of anything, that the world hasn't turned completely upside-down (even though it has). One of the strangest things for Cisco had been how life simply moved on, from day to day, in all its banal details, even when he was, impossibly, somehow, suddenly a metahuman. ]
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[Something in Eddie relaxes when Cisco says that they won't be practicing today, that he's not going to pressure Eddie to take up a mantle and name and start superhero work right away. It's something he'd be interested in, maybe, but the idea of it is too overwhelming right now. First, he needs to know what he's doing, to be confident and comfortable before he relies on them.
When Cisco suggests he go home and make dinner and they watch a movie together, Eddie smiles broadly at him, reaches out and takes his hands and squeezes, tight and warm.]
I would love that. Something brainless and actiony sounds perfect, especially if you're cooking. I don't think I've ever had an actual meal you cooked before, I'm excited.
[The excitement is obvious, genuine on his face, and he exhales.]
Seriously, thanks again. I feel so much better than I did earlier.
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[ Cisco gets to his feet, but also takes a moment to rather theatrically push up the sleeves of his shirt, like he is getting ready for some sort of important and arduous task, and he wants to be ready. ]
Pressure's on. I better go get planning.
[ He doesn't know what he'll make, but it is only logical that it should be something a little special. That he should make today into a bit of a celebration. Help to drive home the idea that Eddie's new powers are something good, something to cause joy rather than worry. Cisco doesn't have the time or skill for anything really elaborate, but he thinks he can manage something nice enough it'll be clear he was aiming for a special meal.
When Eddie thanks him one last time, Cisco just beams at him, claps him on the shoulder, and then heads out. Maybe some kind of curry, or some arepas... that would be pretty easy, and Eddie might not have ever had them before... ]