Yeah, absolutely. If you think that'll work, sure. When we've got the time capsule all ready and you've recorded what you wanna say, we can get Barry to run over there and stash it someplace.
[ Barry's run to the various parts of the world before; nothing much to the Flash, considering he can run on water at thousands and thousands of miles per hour.
Cisco listens to Genji's explanation, intensely curious about his nano-biotics, not for the first time today, but choosing to tuck that interest away for later. He matches Genji's smile and says: ]
Why not? Yolo. Or, you know, yog..sit...po. You only get stranded in the past once.
[ He grabs one of the small containers of bright pinkish-red liquid, closes the fridge, and comes back to the couch. ]
Worst case scenario it just doesn't work, and it's not expensive to make or anything, so, go nuts. Can't promise it'll taste very good. I kinda aimed for strawberry, but...
[ The stuff is like 7 million proof, there was no way of making it not taste like rocket fuel. Cisco hands the small glass cylinder to Genji, clinks his beer against the side of it, and says: ]
[ Cisco smiles at that - a little hesitantly, at first, like he thinks Genji is going to laugh and take it back. Then, when he doesn't, that small smile stretches into something wide and bright that makes his eyes scrunch up with happiness. He didn't think it was all that funny, but he's glad he could get another laugh out of Genji, and glad that Genji seems to like him.
And of course, Cisco being Cisco, he definitely hears and registers Genji saying his sense of taste is dulled and files that away. The only reason he has this nasty rocket-fuel is because Barry and Wally couldn't get drunk off the normal stuff, and it seemed unfair that they would be left out of the fun. Good-tasting food is one of those things about life that is fun. He might not know about future tech and nano-biotics, but... maybe he and Caitlin could cook up a way (ha) to increase his taste sensitivity, even if it's only temporary. A supplement or something he could take before meals...
Of course getting him back to his time if the priority, but Cisco can work on more than one thing at once. Usually he has about five plates spinning in the air, proverbially speaking, at any given time. ]
Told you it was strong.
[ At the comment about being drunk and twenty, CIsco gives a tiny laugh that is half snort, shaking his head: ]
You too, huh?
[ Okay... he hadn't been that wild, really. It only seemed like it, compared to now. He'd been freshly out of college, new to S.T.A.R. Labs, with an apartment of his own and a fake I.D. There had been clubs, and girls, and guys. Sure, during the day he was nose-deep in schematics and working to build a particle accelerator, but... he'd blown off plenty of steam, too. ]
You grew up in Japan?
[ It's a tentative question, one that can be answered with just a 'yes' if Genji doesn't feel like talking about his life, but Cisco is curious, wants to open the door in case Genji feels like talking. And it might be good for him to talk about home a little. Remember it's still there, and he'll get back to it. ]
[ Genji laughs again. He quite instantly feels pleasantly buzzed and he puts the cylinder down for now. If there's one thing Genji learned from his reckless youth it was that getting absolutely shitfaced drunk in a new friend's home was extremely rude.
He finishes up his burger and chuckles. ]
You are quite the genius.
[ He settles back down in the couch, losing the 'proper' posture he usually holds. Completely off guard, casual, spine liquid and malleable. Genji chuckles. ]
I was wild in the 'desperate for someone to pay genuine attention to me' way. Superficial connections were easier and less difficult.
[ He nods with a pleased little hum. ]
Yes. And expected to learn English the second I spoke my first few words, although my accent wasn't hammered out of me like my brother's. I lived there until I became a cyborg ten years ago, joining Overwatch.
[ That part is vague, said in not a harsh way but in a very... clinical sense. 'Don't ask me more' is tucked in between the lines.
He's on good terms with his brother now. Genji doesn't want Cisco to have a soiled impression. ]
[ Cisco giggles at that compliment; he's not too flustered by it because it's clear that the booze is working on Genji, big time, and people are just like that when they get drunk. They exaggerate and get complimentary. It's pleasant, but doesn't ultimately mean much.
He sprawls out on the couch as well, although he's nowhere near as tipsy as Genji. A few sips of a beer aren't going to affect him much. But he's never been one for formality, and he wants Genji to be comfortable. After all, he's the one stuck in a strange place, with a stranger, all by himself. ]
Damn, you sure you aren't my doppelganger in disguise? 'Cause that's a little close to home, dude.
[ Not exactly something he would bring up about himself unprompted, but, well. He's not hiding it, either. In hindsight, Cisco can recognize that he'd been looking for validation, trying to prove he was grown-up and sophisticated and worth something. ]
I wasn't that wild. I was more... lab coat by day, stamps from six different clubs on my wrist by night... kinda guy.
[ He hadn't seemed to need to sleep much, back then. Then again, who knows how much excess energy he would have now, if he weren't part of a small team that tries to protect the entire city - and sometimes the world - from threats that are sometimes extraterrestrial, sometimes extradimensional, sometimes from the future, sometimes immortal creeps from ancient Egypt. It's a tiring gig! ]
I like your accent.
[ Even as circumspect as that answer was, there was... stuff to unpack, there. 'Hammered out' was pretty strong wording. So was 'the second' he spoke his first words. Strict family? Made sense, maybe, what with the whole 'keepers of an ancient mystical dragon spirit' thing. Still, Cisco hears the warning there, and he doesn't push. Instead, he opens a different door, seeing if that one is a little more agreeable. ]
Overwatch sounds dope. I mean, you met pretty much everybody on Team Flash back at S.T.A.R. Labs, but we're not official or anything. We just kinda operate all on our own, in secret.
Experiences are universal, throughout time and space evidently. [ He chuckles, linking his hands together and resting them on his middle. ] You were still better than I was, I wouldn't be home for days at a time. Usually in a bar, club or arcade. My brother usually ended up having to bail me out of the drunk tank.
[ One of the many strains on their relationship.
Genji lulls his head to Cisco and smiles. It was never something he was insecure about, truthfully. ]
Thank you. [ Which was said in Japanese.
Then he laughs a little, shifting. ]
Well, we aren't official at the moment. Things might change, but the Overwatch of old was. Truthfully, I think the original Overwatch's downfall was it's sheer size. It's... easier being small now. Less chances for betrayal.
[ Said like he's had plenty of experience with it. Genji shifts again and brings up his wrist, reaching behind an ear with his other hand and fiddling. After a moment, a mini holo projector screen pops up from his wrist with a picture of (most of) the current group in the revived Overwatch.
Himself, his brother, his master, McCree, Lena, Angela, Dr. Zhou, Lúcio, Reinhardt and Winston. There were others not in the photo, but the main group. The look on Hanzo's face is pinched, but in the way that only Genji could know that he's trying not to smile.
And McCree looks as rugged and handsome as ever. Genji's chest aches a little, still so frustrated with himself for not saying anything yet. He hopes he will get the chance to again. ]
[ It catches Cisco off-guard, this time. He'd been feeling happy and relaxed, joking about his semi-sordid past, delighted that he and this person who seems so utterly alien had something in common after all. Then, Genji mentions his brother bailing him out of the drunk tank, and it's like he's been dropped into ice water. The pain on his face, for just a moment, is awful. He quickly dips his head, hair blocking his face as he plays it off (unconvincingly) by gathering up some of the strewn wrappers from their food. He shoves the crinkly paper together in his hands and uses it as an excuse to get up from the couch, to go into the kitchen and throw it away. It gives him the few seconds he needs, to shove all the thoughts of Dante, drunk and grinning and unrepentant, out of his head.
He comes back to the couch, drinks some of his beer, and hopes Genji will play along that everything's normal. It really shouldn't bother him, he thinks. It all just feels close to the surface because he's tired and approaching tipsy, and he hadn't been braced for something that reminded him of such a specific memory, one he hadn't thought about since before Dante had died. ]
Hey, I even understood that! Somewhere that Duolingo owl is feeling mad proud.
[ Best way to distract from anything: make a joke! Besides, he really does know 'thank you' in Japanese, at the very least, though it is one of maybe a dozen phrases he'd picked up. And, let's be honest, it had been from video games and anime, rather than a language-learning app.
He watches Genji holding up his arm, waiting to see what he's doing, curious... and then the holo image pops up, and Cisco gasps, curious at the technology, first, but then looking at the actual people in the picture. Genji had mentioned a few of them back at S.T.A.R. Labs, but Cisco had had no idea what they might look like.
After looking over the group for a moment, Cisco points to Zenyatta and asks, cautiously: ]
This is... an Omnic, right?
[ Then, a little less carefully, he points to Winston and asks: ]
[ Genji isn't drunk enough to miss Cisco's body language and expressions, or miss that he seems to get pointedly quiet when he brings up his brother. It isn't his place to ask, not yet anyway, so Genji obliges and acts like nothing is wrong. But he won't mention his brother again, at least not for a while.
Genji tilts his head, bemused. ]
Duo... oh that. [ He snorts. ] Indeed. I learned by being metaphorically tossed in the lake without a life jacket.
[ Thrust into meeting with English speaking affiliates of the clan, expected to know what went on in them. Their mother was usually kinder about it...
As they look at the picture (and Genji tries not to look too terribly heartsick over McCree) he nods at his first question. ]
Yes, that is my master Tekhartha Zenyatta. He is quite amazing and can make friends with anyone.
[ But then he snorts. Oh, right, he hadn't thought of that. ]
Ah, yes, that is Winston. He is a genetically modified gorilla... from a science lab on the moon. [ A pause. ] I guess that's a spoiler, that we put a science lab colony on the moon full of gorillas.
[ He clears his throat. ] But he's the one who made the chronal accelerator for my friend Lena— [ He points to the girl with short brown hair, her orange goggles around her neck. ] —so he's quite the brilliant scientist.
Damn, with anyone? That's a hell of a superpower. Wish I'd got that one. So he's... your teacher?
[ To Cisco, he looks... well, fake. Like some very intricate prop for a badass movie set in space. It's only a small holo-image, and somehow that isn't what he'd been picturing when Genji mentioned Omnics. But he believes Genji, that he is amazing. They all look amazing, honestly. He doesn't know what he'd been expecting, given Genji's distinctiveness, but they're all just so... unique and intriguing-looking. ]
So I'm guessin' Winston is an okay dude, and not, like, a homicidal psychopath that can mind control people.
[ Before Genji can even ask: ]
We had... a couple incidents with a genetically modified gorilla named Grodd. Long story short, we tricked him into going through a breach and he's in the jungle on Earth-2 now. Apparently they got a sanctuary for gorillas that got experimented on over there.
[ The girl, Lena, actually look a little bit like Barry - and for a hilarious moment Cisco wonders if... maybe... they don't know yet if meta-genes get passed down to children, but hell, Eobard had been Eddies great great grandkid. This stuff does happen.
He is enjoying this game, now, feeling a little buzzed and happy to hear about interesting people and not think about... his life or friends or any of the hard awful stuff they'd been through recently. ]
Okay, who's the cowboy [ He points, obviously, to McCree. ] And who's the total hottie? [ He points to Lúcio, hoping his gamble will pay off and Genji won't mind a bit of humor. ]
Yes. I was very lost for many years, but when I crossed his path he helped me find peace.
[ And that story sure is... something. Although when Genji thinks about it, Winston had mentioned something about the experiments done on them being similar to something that had been done years ago, just more humanely. So he supposes it correlates, although the rest of it was certainly not common knowledge. ]
I see. Well, I guess it's a good thing you were able to do... that.
[ He's very glad all Winston wants is a jar of peanut butter and nobody to touch his glasses.
Ah, yes, moment of truth Genji... don't sound too forlorn when talking about the cowboy of your heart. ]
That's Jesse McCree. In the original Overwatch, we were teammates in the black ops division. He's perhaps my closest friend.
[ And thankfully he starts to laugh a little when he asks about Lúcio. ]
Lúcio. He's a world famous DJ who figured out a way to use sound waves to kick start the healing process. He joined is because he wanted to do the right thing.
[ Cisco doesn't know what it was that left Genji so lost - he could make assumptions, but he still knows so little about the man - but he does know that peace is hard to come by, and that anyone who helps others to find it is one of the good guys. He remembers again what Genji said, that the Reverse Flash had been harassing Omnics, hurting them. Had that been targeted, or just convenient? Cisco wouldn't put either past him. In any case, robot or not, this Zenyatta sounds alright in Cisco's book. ]
Gotcha.
[ If there is any forlorn-ness to be detected in Genji's voice, Cisco doesn't overanalyze it. He believes Genji, when he says that McCree is his best friend. He knows that if he were separated from Barry, or Caitlin, he would be fairly distraught, too.
(He wonders though, whether black ops still had quite the connotation then that it does now...) ]
He looks interesting. We'll get that message out tomorrow and he'll know you're on your way back.
[ That is, of course, if he had survived the remainder of the battle with the Reverse Flash, but Cisco isn't going to say that. Neither he nor Genji can help any of them in that time, so it's best not to dwell on their helplessness. Better to finish his beer, give a fake groan and say: ]
Oh no, his name is Lúcio?! And he's a DJ!? That's bad. That's so bad. 'Cause see, I was only lying about getting you home before, but now I'ma have to do it for real, just so I can get his number.
[ It couldn't be more obvious that Cisco is kidding - about the lying, at least. Whether or not he means the bit about the phone number isn't as clear. ]
[ He's not quite ready to have the 'I'm secretly in love with my best friend' talk. Save that for another day... which hopefully there won't be too many. Not that he isn't enjoying Cisco's company, it just— ]
Yes. It's hard to think about them not knowing where I am. Or assuming I'm dead.
[ Especially his brother. Hanzo spent ten years punishing himself for thinking he caused Genji's death, he can't imagine what he would do if he thought Genji had died when he wasn't even there to protect him. He knows Jesse will be keeping an eye on him, no matter what happens.
That is, if Jesse isn't drowning himself in bourbon too.
But Cisco playfully mooning over Lúcio takes him out of his pensive thoughts and he laughs. ]
Well, I am relatively certain he's single. He's never mentioned a significant other. So you may have a chance? It'd certainly be a long distance relationship.
[ He's teasing too. Although he does think Cisco and Lúcio could be good friends; they seem to have a lot in common. ]
[ Slowly, making sure he gives plenty of time for Genji to give an indication or move away if he's not into it, Cisco reaches over and sets a hand on his shoulder - bracing, and reassuring. ]
Your friends are strong, right? I mean, they looked strong, to me. And you've all been through a lot together? I'm sure they won't give up hope so quickly. For all we know, they're gonna find you a way home faster than we will. I mean, you said your friend is a speedster, right? Or she uses the speedforce, anyway? Well, then they gotta know there's a chance you're just fine somewhere. All you gotta do is take care of yourself til you can get back, and they'll be happy to see you when you do.
[ It's clear that Cisco has given many of these speeches before - to boost hope, to lift spirits - but that this isn't a bunch of canned cliches. He means every word. After all, he knows that if the situation were reversed, he would be worrying, too. Genji seems like maybe the kind of guy who always worries about other people, just like Cisco is.
And for now, he's going to play up his (very real) sudden attraction, just because it might make Genji feel a bit more lighthearted: ]
I mean, just 'cause he's single doesn't mean I got a chance. I bet a guy like that's got people hitting on him day and night.
[ Then, with a musing air: ]
I could do long distance, though. For that face? I could do long distance like that! [ He snaps, for dramatic effect. ]
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[ Barry's run to the various parts of the world before; nothing much to the Flash, considering he can run on water at thousands and thousands of miles per hour.
Cisco listens to Genji's explanation, intensely curious about his nano-biotics, not for the first time today, but choosing to tuck that interest away for later. He matches Genji's smile and says: ]
Why not? Yolo. Or, you know, yog..sit...po. You only get stranded in the past once.
[ He grabs one of the small containers of bright pinkish-red liquid, closes the fridge, and comes back to the couch. ]
Worst case scenario it just doesn't work, and it's not expensive to make or anything, so, go nuts. Can't promise it'll taste very good. I kinda aimed for strawberry, but...
[ The stuff is like 7 million proof, there was no way of making it not taste like rocket fuel. Cisco hands the small glass cylinder to Genji, clinks his beer against the side of it, and says: ]
Here's to getting you back home in one piece.
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Indeed. You know, I think you and I will become good friends Cisco. I have no doubt.
[ With that admission, he accepts the little cylinder offered to him. Genji snorts. ]
Well, I also have an extremely dulled sense of taste so you don't need to worry about that.
[ He returns the gesture and smiles. ]
Yes. And for all to be safe and sound.
[ With that, he takes a very, very tiny sip of the concoction. And after a second he blinks a few times, and there's a faint whir behind his chest. ]
Oh, you weren't kidding. Wow. This is how I felt the entire time I was twenty years old.
[ It's only a mild exaggeration. ]
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And of course, Cisco being Cisco, he definitely hears and registers Genji saying his sense of taste is dulled and files that away. The only reason he has this nasty rocket-fuel is because Barry and Wally couldn't get drunk off the normal stuff, and it seemed unfair that they would be left out of the fun. Good-tasting food is one of those things about life that is fun. He might not know about future tech and nano-biotics, but... maybe he and Caitlin could cook up a way (ha) to increase his taste sensitivity, even if it's only temporary. A supplement or something he could take before meals...
Of course getting him back to his time if the priority, but Cisco can work on more than one thing at once. Usually he has about five plates spinning in the air, proverbially speaking, at any given time. ]
Told you it was strong.
[ At the comment about being drunk and twenty, CIsco gives a tiny laugh that is half snort, shaking his head: ]
You too, huh?
[ Okay... he hadn't been that wild, really. It only seemed like it, compared to now. He'd been freshly out of college, new to S.T.A.R. Labs, with an apartment of his own and a fake I.D. There had been clubs, and girls, and guys. Sure, during the day he was nose-deep in schematics and working to build a particle accelerator, but... he'd blown off plenty of steam, too. ]
You grew up in Japan?
[ It's a tentative question, one that can be answered with just a 'yes' if Genji doesn't feel like talking about his life, but Cisco is curious, wants to open the door in case Genji feels like talking. And it might be good for him to talk about home a little. Remember it's still there, and he'll get back to it. ]
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He finishes up his burger and chuckles. ]
You are quite the genius.
[ He settles back down in the couch, losing the 'proper' posture he usually holds. Completely off guard, casual, spine liquid and malleable. Genji chuckles. ]
I was wild in the 'desperate for someone to pay genuine attention to me' way. Superficial connections were easier and less difficult.
[ He nods with a pleased little hum. ]
Yes. And expected to learn English the second I spoke my first few words, although my accent wasn't hammered out of me like my brother's. I lived there until I became a cyborg ten years ago, joining Overwatch.
[ That part is vague, said in not a harsh way but in a very... clinical sense. 'Don't ask me more' is tucked in between the lines.
He's on good terms with his brother now. Genji doesn't want Cisco to have a soiled impression. ]
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He sprawls out on the couch as well, although he's nowhere near as tipsy as Genji. A few sips of a beer aren't going to affect him much. But he's never been one for formality, and he wants Genji to be comfortable. After all, he's the one stuck in a strange place, with a stranger, all by himself. ]
Damn, you sure you aren't my doppelganger in disguise? 'Cause that's a little close to home, dude.
[ Not exactly something he would bring up about himself unprompted, but, well. He's not hiding it, either. In hindsight, Cisco can recognize that he'd been looking for validation, trying to prove he was grown-up and sophisticated and worth something. ]
I wasn't that wild. I was more... lab coat by day, stamps from six different clubs on my wrist by night... kinda guy.
[ He hadn't seemed to need to sleep much, back then. Then again, who knows how much excess energy he would have now, if he weren't part of a small team that tries to protect the entire city - and sometimes the world - from threats that are sometimes extraterrestrial, sometimes extradimensional, sometimes from the future, sometimes immortal creeps from ancient Egypt. It's a tiring gig! ]
I like your accent.
[ Even as circumspect as that answer was, there was... stuff to unpack, there. 'Hammered out' was pretty strong wording. So was 'the second' he spoke his first words. Strict family? Made sense, maybe, what with the whole 'keepers of an ancient mystical dragon spirit' thing. Still, Cisco hears the warning there, and he doesn't push. Instead, he opens a different door, seeing if that one is a little more agreeable. ]
Overwatch sounds dope. I mean, you met pretty much everybody on Team Flash back at S.T.A.R. Labs, but we're not official or anything. We just kinda operate all on our own, in secret.
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Experiences are universal, throughout time and space evidently. [ He chuckles, linking his hands together and resting them on his middle. ] You were still better than I was, I wouldn't be home for days at a time. Usually in a bar, club or arcade. My brother usually ended up having to bail me out of the drunk tank.
[ One of the many strains on their relationship.
Genji lulls his head to Cisco and smiles. It was never something he was insecure about, truthfully. ]
Thank you. [ Which was said in Japanese.
Then he laughs a little, shifting. ]
Well, we aren't official at the moment. Things might change, but the Overwatch of old was. Truthfully, I think the original Overwatch's downfall was it's sheer size. It's... easier being small now. Less chances for betrayal.
[ Said like he's had plenty of experience with it. Genji shifts again and brings up his wrist, reaching behind an ear with his other hand and fiddling. After a moment, a mini holo projector screen pops up from his wrist with a picture of (most of) the current group in the revived Overwatch.
Himself, his brother, his master, McCree, Lena, Angela, Dr. Zhou, Lúcio, Reinhardt and Winston. There were others not in the photo, but the main group. The look on Hanzo's face is pinched, but in the way that only Genji could know that he's trying not to smile.
And McCree looks as rugged and handsome as ever. Genji's chest aches a little, still so frustrated with himself for not saying anything yet. He hopes he will get the chance to again. ]
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He comes back to the couch, drinks some of his beer, and hopes Genji will play along that everything's normal. It really shouldn't bother him, he thinks. It all just feels close to the surface because he's tired and approaching tipsy, and he hadn't been braced for something that reminded him of such a specific memory, one he hadn't thought about since before Dante had died. ]
Hey, I even understood that! Somewhere that Duolingo owl is feeling mad proud.
[ Best way to distract from anything: make a joke! Besides, he really does know 'thank you' in Japanese, at the very least, though it is one of maybe a dozen phrases he'd picked up. And, let's be honest, it had been from video games and anime, rather than a language-learning app.
He watches Genji holding up his arm, waiting to see what he's doing, curious... and then the holo image pops up, and Cisco gasps, curious at the technology, first, but then looking at the actual people in the picture. Genji had mentioned a few of them back at S.T.A.R. Labs, but Cisco had had no idea what they might look like.
After looking over the group for a moment, Cisco points to Zenyatta and asks, cautiously: ]
This is... an Omnic, right?
[ Then, a little less carefully, he points to Winston and asks: ]
Is... is one of your teammates a gorilla?!
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Genji tilts his head, bemused. ]
Duo... oh that. [ He snorts. ] Indeed. I learned by being metaphorically tossed in the lake without a life jacket.
[ Thrust into meeting with English speaking affiliates of the clan, expected to know what went on in them. Their mother was usually kinder about it...
As they look at the picture (and Genji tries not to look too terribly heartsick over McCree) he nods at his first question. ]
Yes, that is my master Tekhartha Zenyatta. He is quite amazing and can make friends with anyone.
[ But then he snorts. Oh, right, he hadn't thought of that. ]
Ah, yes, that is Winston. He is a genetically modified gorilla... from a science lab on the moon. [ A pause. ] I guess that's a spoiler, that we put a science lab colony on the moon full of gorillas.
[ He clears his throat. ] But he's the one who made the chronal accelerator for my friend Lena— [ He points to the girl with short brown hair, her orange goggles around her neck. ] —so he's quite the brilliant scientist.
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[ To Cisco, he looks... well, fake. Like some very intricate prop for a badass movie set in space. It's only a small holo-image, and somehow that isn't what he'd been picturing when Genji mentioned Omnics. But he believes Genji, that he is amazing. They all look amazing, honestly. He doesn't know what he'd been expecting, given Genji's distinctiveness, but they're all just so... unique and intriguing-looking. ]
So I'm guessin' Winston is an okay dude, and not, like, a homicidal psychopath that can mind control people.
[ Before Genji can even ask: ]
We had... a couple incidents with a genetically modified gorilla named Grodd. Long story short, we tricked him into going through a breach and he's in the jungle on Earth-2 now. Apparently they got a sanctuary for gorillas that got experimented on over there.
[ The girl, Lena, actually look a little bit like Barry - and for a hilarious moment Cisco wonders if... maybe... they don't know yet if meta-genes get passed down to children, but hell, Eobard had been Eddies great great grandkid. This stuff does happen.
He is enjoying this game, now, feeling a little buzzed and happy to hear about interesting people and not think about... his life or friends or any of the hard awful stuff they'd been through recently. ]
Okay, who's the cowboy [ He points, obviously, to McCree. ] And who's the total hottie? [ He points to Lúcio, hoping his gamble will pay off and Genji won't mind a bit of humor. ]
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Yes. I was very lost for many years, but when I crossed his path he helped me find peace.
[ And that story sure is... something. Although when Genji thinks about it, Winston had mentioned something about the experiments done on them being similar to something that had been done years ago, just more humanely. So he supposes it correlates, although the rest of it was certainly not common knowledge. ]
I see. Well, I guess it's a good thing you were able to do... that.
[ He's very glad all Winston wants is a jar of peanut butter and nobody to touch his glasses.
Ah, yes, moment of truth Genji... don't sound too forlorn when talking about the cowboy of your heart. ]
That's Jesse McCree. In the original Overwatch, we were teammates in the black ops division. He's perhaps my closest friend.
[ And thankfully he starts to laugh a little when he asks about Lúcio. ]
Lúcio. He's a world famous DJ who figured out a way to use sound waves to kick start the healing process. He joined is because he wanted to do the right thing.
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[ Cisco doesn't know what it was that left Genji so lost - he could make assumptions, but he still knows so little about the man - but he does know that peace is hard to come by, and that anyone who helps others to find it is one of the good guys. He remembers again what Genji said, that the Reverse Flash had been harassing Omnics, hurting them. Had that been targeted, or just convenient? Cisco wouldn't put either past him. In any case, robot or not, this Zenyatta sounds alright in Cisco's book. ]
Gotcha.
[ If there is any forlorn-ness to be detected in Genji's voice, Cisco doesn't overanalyze it. He believes Genji, when he says that McCree is his best friend. He knows that if he were separated from Barry, or Caitlin, he would be fairly distraught, too.
(He wonders though, whether black ops still had quite the connotation then that it does now...) ]
He looks interesting. We'll get that message out tomorrow and he'll know you're on your way back.
[ That is, of course, if he had survived the remainder of the battle with the Reverse Flash, but Cisco isn't going to say that. Neither he nor Genji can help any of them in that time, so it's best not to dwell on their helplessness. Better to finish his beer, give a fake groan and say: ]
Oh no, his name is Lúcio?! And he's a DJ!? That's bad. That's so bad. 'Cause see, I was only lying about getting you home before, but now I'ma have to do it for real, just so I can get his number.
[ It couldn't be more obvious that Cisco is kidding - about the lying, at least. Whether or not he means the bit about the phone number isn't as clear. ]
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Yes. It's hard to think about them not knowing where I am. Or assuming I'm dead.
[ Especially his brother. Hanzo spent ten years punishing himself for thinking he caused Genji's death, he can't imagine what he would do if he thought Genji had died when he wasn't even there to protect him. He knows Jesse will be keeping an eye on him, no matter what happens.
That is, if Jesse isn't drowning himself in bourbon too.
But Cisco playfully mooning over Lúcio takes him out of his pensive thoughts and he laughs. ]
Well, I am relatively certain he's single. He's never mentioned a significant other. So you may have a chance? It'd certainly be a long distance relationship.
[ He's teasing too. Although he does think Cisco and Lúcio could be good friends; they seem to have a lot in common. ]
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Your friends are strong, right? I mean, they looked strong, to me. And you've all been through a lot together? I'm sure they won't give up hope so quickly. For all we know, they're gonna find you a way home faster than we will. I mean, you said your friend is a speedster, right? Or she uses the speedforce, anyway? Well, then they gotta know there's a chance you're just fine somewhere. All you gotta do is take care of yourself til you can get back, and they'll be happy to see you when you do.
[ It's clear that Cisco has given many of these speeches before - to boost hope, to lift spirits - but that this isn't a bunch of canned cliches. He means every word. After all, he knows that if the situation were reversed, he would be worrying, too. Genji seems like maybe the kind of guy who always worries about other people, just like Cisco is.
And for now, he's going to play up his (very real) sudden attraction, just because it might make Genji feel a bit more lighthearted: ]
I mean, just 'cause he's single doesn't mean I got a chance. I bet a guy like that's got people hitting on him day and night.
[ Then, with a musing air: ]
I could do long distance, though. For that face? I could do long distance like that! [ He snaps, for dramatic effect. ]