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with everybody from the tunnel saved and no major explosion that would take months to repair, wally called that a success. drenched in sweat from the blistering heat, he wanted to peal his flash uniform off and just lay out somewhere completely nude until this heatwave died down.. if it would ever. “normally speedsters don’t mix well with the cold” indicating to captain cold who had been a nemesis of both his uncle and himself. “but for a cutie like you, i can make an exception” he said with a grin as he pulls both the men closer to him and on other side of him. “so where’s this igloo of yours, frosty?”

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Bobby’s hardly one to turn down a fun time when it’s staring him in the face. “You’re just hot for teacher now, aren’t ya?” Bobby teases lightly. “It’s okay, I’m an expert at putting out fires, so don’t worry your flame-brained head, Ghosty,” he teases lightly. He looks over at the fast guy, smirking, but then frowning when he sees him in the middle. “This isn’t right,” Bobby comments, moving so he was between the two of them, “Much better.” With a smirk, Bobby shrugs, “Wherever I really want it to be,” he starts. “But, my best friend owns,” he pauses, looking around before pointing at three buildings. “That one, that one and that one. The penthouse in that one is being renovated, but that one over there is empty, so, if you want something near by….?” he starts, leaning in to capture the fast guy’s lips for a moment. He pulls back, turning to get the other’s right after. He doesn’t necessarily give a damn about the obvious sound of a shutter of a camera, his ID was public anyhow. “Yo bro, it’s summer, and mating season, live a little, will ya?” he cackles, leading the two off to Warren’s place.

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A small smirk flickered over Robbie’s lips for a moment, before he offered a shrug. “Who knows, maybe imagining you bent over a desk helped that little thought along.” It was a comment made with the utmost innocence behind his smile. He supposed he was lucky, the heat didn’t really... have an effect. When you were used to literally burnng your skin away to change, it kinda... Made no difference. Another easy laugh escaped as Wally pulled him in, only for Bobby to shift them around again. A quick shake of his head, arm coiling snugly around Bobby’s waist, enough reach to settle a palm against Wally’s hip for a moment, before gong back to comfortable. Not that he could really catch his thoughts after the brief press of a kiss from Bobby,. “Gabe better not see that.” God knows he wouldn’t hear the end of it if his little brother did. No hesitation in following where he was led.

Conner can tell he’s making Gar uncomfortable, and when Gar turns away from Conner bodily, he knows he’s won this battle. As much as they could try and be childish, in grossing each other out more and more or simply try to make the other break first, he enjoyed it. It was childish, it was brotherly, and it made for a fun time. So he approaches the other from behind, grabbing a solid handful of green ass. “Oh I’m enjoying a lot of things,” Conner teases, kneading the muscle in his hand. He pulls his hand back, smacking him on the rear. “Wouldn’t be a bad time,” the half-Kryptonian shrugs, turning on heel and walking towards the fridge with a loud cackle of laughter.

“hey, hey.” nate shoved robbie’s shoulder, grinning. “not all of us get to hide our faces behind flaming metal, alright?” the archer huffed, then curled his hand on the (anti?)hero, knocking his bandaged nose alongside robbie’s. “glad we made it out, though.” he feels close with the ghost rider – and he takes a deep pull of air, catching the hints of smoke, of burning and leather, before leaning away. 

that’s about when the doctor stepped up. “bishop,” he said a little less than gently. “you’re cleared, so unless you’re making sure others come to–” 

blue eyes easily took in the image, and lincoln found himself with a soft little smirk. “well. good to know you’ve got friends, robbie.” he waved the pair in, almost counting on the young archer for support in pinning the more evasive patient. “now, nate here came through examination a little beat up, but we’ve gotten the surface level injuries covered.” lincoln’s brows climbed over the rim of his glasses. “are you gonna do the same, or do I need to ask your friend here to hold you still?”

“You could always consider something more than you do, though.” Was that concern in Robbie’s voice, to go along with the teasing and play. Nate didn’t have the benefit of being dead when it came to messy fights like they’d endured. Of course, it was then he caught the comment from Lincoln, flashing him a quick smile. “Sorry, me and Nate go back.” And had connected on multiple levels, but unless Lincoln went and asked about whether or not he was sexually active that could stay way away.

“Heaven and hell aren’t real,” Alex pipes up from where he currently was strapped into a jumpseat, head tilted back with last week’s New York Times covering his eyes. “They’re fictional constructs of humans need to subjugate themselves to a higher, omniscient, benevolent greater power.” Removing the newspaper from his face, he looks at the other. Truthfully, he’d had just about enough of this guy over the course of the week, so he was done with him now. “Coffee?” Alex perks up, hoping that maybe he’d be able to at the very least find some java; the ship had run out days earlier and he was currently nursing a pretty bad detox headache from the caffeine. 

“I could really go for a cup of coffee if you’ve got something up your sleeve, magician.” The last word was said in air quotes.

He doesn’t hold back the soft snort that rises as soon as he hears the comment from the young man, but doesn’t feel the need to look at him. He understood the need to constantly put their two fields in to constant battle. Science vs Religion. Of course, he’d heard most of it before. If he had to go with any theory regarding his own experiences, it generally leaned toward the likes of the First of the Fallen being from another dimension. Seemed the most likely, but he’d rather swiftly come to the conclusion he didn’t particularly care, either.

“Agree to disagree, mate. I wouldn’t want to put you in touch with a demon, but I can if you want to test your theory.” It’s an easy shrug, one he’s sure will get him a firm talking to by other parties later, but he’s had just about enough of this lot as well. Sue him, he missed not space dimensional bullshittery.

– OPEN TO SHIELD, TITANS, YOUNG AVENGERS (lol) –  please choose/indicate if you are interacting with NATE BISHOP or LINCOLN CAMPBELL feel free to greet BOTH, but the thread will most likely continue with JUST ONE

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“–hold still.” the doctor was growing impatient with the young man’s fidgeting, only now noticing how notched and marked the archer’s skin was. “you really get hit a lot, don’t you?”

lincoln understood he was one of the names on the list. he knew that his safety – in shield and as an inhuman – depended on those efforts being stopped. any chance at a normal life would’ve been gone. with his hand on a shoulder thicker than his own, lincoln looked into nate’s eyes. “thank you, though. it means a lot to us.” it’s a nod, and a smile.

“now who’s next?”

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of course nate was gonna wince when doctor hottie used that glue on him, sealing some cuts shut while some others needed a bit more attention. “yeah, well. you should see the other hawkeye.” it’s only a part of a grin could manage. “if he’s alright. we managed down here, but, I think they went into space.” nate suppressed a shudder.

the archer knew he was dismissed, and patted the doctor…agent’s? arm in response. “glad to help.” and he rose, rolling sore shoulders as he saw someone approach. “you need the doc?” nate asked, thumb pointing towards lincoln. “he’s pretty good.”

“I mean, this isn’t even the most messed up I’ve seen him. Somehow always come out looking worse.” There’s an obvious edge of teasing in Robbie’s tone as he waited by the door, catching Nate’s comment and offering them both a smile. Suffice to say, it was weird being included in any kind of team, but he figured he was coping well. And probably played a large part in Nate coming along in the first place.

“I wouldn’t have slung it if you were here, I have a target over there.” Tim sighs, but the hand on his shoulder is calming. “I think we all are, Gar. We’re getting older now.” He considered striking it out on his own, doing his own thing and trying some new things. “Have you considered visiting some of our international friends? See some new things, experience different ways of life and all that.”

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“Well, because I’m a naturally horny person, and I’m intrigued.” Conner smirks, looking the other up and down as he tries to simply avoid his gaze and focus on cooking. He knew the other knew he was staring at him, why else would his heart rate be jumping like it was. If he wanted to, he could listen deeper, to hear the blood pumping through his veins, which veins in particular. “I still don’t believe you could turn into a dragon,” he’s quick to counter. Though he sets foot on the ground, catching his bowl of yogurt and granola. “So, was it a bench press situation, just trying to pin me or something? Or were you trying some new stuff out on the training floor and I kept pinning you? I bet that’s it. You just got all worked up feeling me pressing you into the ground, right?” Conner asks, head cocked slightly to the side. He drops his voice significantly, keeping it just above a whisper. “Yeah, that’s gotta be it, right Gar?”

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the people were now all safely evacuated from the tunnel and any possible explosions that might go down, so wally felt like he could catch his breath and relax. “ah yeah, dude.. the skeleton thing is totally cool and all but you are way too hot to hide it” as though robbie had any choice like his other form was some mask he could hide behind. clearly bobby wasn’t expecting him to return so quickly, that was normal - most people got used to him zooming in at the drop of a pen. “well, well.. lucky for the both of you - i don’t have any plans after this” he wrapped an arm around the mutants shoulder and pulls him in closer, not afraid to get a little flirtatious. “what’s the plan?” he asked with a grin, bobby was cool to the touch.

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Of course Skullghost-Face-McDreamy had heard his comment, had caught how badly he’d flubbed his chance at keeping his cool. At looking hot. Or, maybe it’s the inverse. His head is hurting, the humidity is really taking a lot out of him with this heatwave. Flicking the other on the nose, Bobby sighs. “You’re worse than my students, I swear,” he mutters before having the utter shit scared out of him. Now Bobby is in recovery mode. As hot as this man was, and as cool as Bobby was, he was floundering. The man had him completely flustered, and that so wasn’t his schtick. Looking at Wally, Bobby offers a cheap grin, eyes darting back to the other male here as well. “I was thinking, since you were both so heroic back there, and handled the rescue with poise and class,” he smirks. “I’d let you come back to my igloo and I’d show you my appreciation for lending a hand.” He presses an icy hand to the male’s cheek again. “That is unless you feel you’re too overheated to enjoy good ol’ Frosty here,” he cackles. Yeah, the heat was definitely getting to his head. @hellbxrned​

The flick had him recoiling for a second, but it did nothing to dissuade the grin that spread over his lips at the comment. “I’d have been lucky to be one of your students. I had to figure all of this out solo.” Let’s not get in to the demonic voice in the back of his head constantly reminding him that he was doing things horrendously wrong. But, that was way easier to stifle nowadays. So instead, he felt a wide grin spreading over his lips before he could help it at the offer. “Igloo, huh?” A pause, before stepping his way in a little closer to the pair, a slight shift in his weight.”Sounds like an offer that’s too good to miss in heat like this.” Sue him, he might’ve been on fire half the time but he coudl still appreciate some cold company. Hot and bothered was an understatement.

“good” he said before the waitress came back with their food. before she had even left, dai didn’t hesitate to grab his fork and begin eating away at the food. “so what’s new with you, skeletor? found a sally to your jack skellington?” he asked, cocking a brow after shoving a hash brown into his mouth. “or do i need to find you a guy as well?”

Stretching his arms out overhead, Conner lets the spoon hang from his mouth and the yogurt balance against his abs. “Ob come onb,” he smirks, looking at him with the spoon still rested against his tongue. “I’m just curious,” he grins, plucking the spoon from his mouth prior to reaching with his other hand to wipe the yogurt from his chin with a fingertip. “Give me all the deets, bro.”

“i wasn’t using you as target practice.” tim hopes to calm gar with the presumption that he wouldn’t hurt him intentionally. “you just happened to be the closest heat my projectile sought out.” he gives garfield a firm pat on the shoulder. “but hey, it’s been a while. i thought you finally decided to live out in the wild or somethin’.”

     “Remind me to stick to heaven and hell in the future. Intergalactic nasties are definitely somebody else’s business.” A low grumble escaping from Constantine as they finally landed back on earth. Sure, they’d probably make some argument about how Heaven and Hell were just alternate dimensions of their own. And then they got in to his shenanigans with time and space and yeah, no, he really didn’t have a leg to stand on. Besides, it wasn’t like he was really part of the league. Not beyond dragging him along whenever it was necessary... And keeping an eye on him to make sure he wasn’t making matters worse.