She’s picked a FANCY house on the outskirts, where the usual occupants are down some place nice and warm (probably getting tan and enjoying colourful drinks with little umbrellas), while snow blankets itself over Central City. It’ll be nice and empty till spring, and no one seems to be checking on it. Making it PERFECT for a couple weeks until they move on to another place.

Plopping down on the couch next to her brother, Lisa offers up a reindeer mug FILLED to the brim with hot coco and marshmallows.

“Something on your mind? You’re AWFULLY quiet.” 

Maya knew it was a bad idea, but when she’d seen one of the Legends walking around her hometown, she couldn’t resist but to follow them back and sneak onto the Waverider.  She had heard so many stories about her parents’ adventures, but she’d never actually got to experience them herself.  It wasn’t that hard to sneak on board, and she was pretty good at hiding.  Unfortunately, she should have figured that the spot she’d hide would be a place her father would hide something of his own.  When the compartment opened, she came face to face with Leonard Snart, and she couldn’t help but smile.  “Surprise?”

"Snart," Barry said, his tone nearly exasperated, like he felt he shouldn't even have to be saying what he was about to say. "You know you can't do that. It's wrong."

              She wasn’t going to lose the blasted apostate thief who had been eluding her for weeks now-- not again. The High Seeker had made it quite clear that if she failed again, well, the punishment would be putting it lightly. The order took their job very seriously, and trial by combat, to the death, that wasn’t something she looked forward to... Closing her eyes, she pulled the lyrium through her veins and let out a shriek which knocked birds around her off their course, fluttering unceremoniously to the forest floor, the leaves on the trees quaked, and the smaller sappling in her direct path splintered.