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[ TEXT || RAIDER OF TOMBS ] If I told you I had a dream that you replaced Alfred, would you wear a french maid outfit for me?

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Way to the Dawn

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[ text: hot accountant ]: ms cross - this is hardly appropriate behavior. [ text: hot accountant ]: send more.

Not -- who she’d meant to send those to. but look, sometimes, doing such menial things as reading and double-checking were beyond the scope of Riley’s focus, especially when her Hunger demanded to be accounted for.  She wouldn’t deny a positive result.

⚰: my muse’s reaction to watching yours die from afar

There were only so many times that Barry Allen felt completely and utterly useless and this was one of them. Lara had asked Barry to accompany her to a trip, one of her usual harebrained ideas that Barry was always ready for…or so he thought.

Thieves were particularly sneaky, if there’s one thing that Barry learned from being with Lara (though he’d never actually call her a thief). They had definitely done all of their research on the Speed Force and Barry’s abilities - how they knew he was The Flash was beyond him - making it easy for them to capture him.

“Let. Me. Go.” Barry said through his teeth, his body vibrating in the protective layer they had in trapped under. “I will fucking kill you.”

Lara had been beat up pretty badly at this point, because she knew exactly where the coveted billion dollar chest full of ancient gold was located. It was all in her mind. She was a genius that way. Barry always envied her ability to absorb information easily.

Even though she refused to give them the information, Lara was growing weak. Barry could sense it. Her molecules were slowing down. They were dying. 

“Lara. Don’t you dare give up on me.” Barry said, struggling, body vibrating even more. Ready to be free. To save her.

Lara’s eyes drift from light to dark and back again. She was leaving him, she had no choice. It was all too much for her, as much of a fighter as she was, this was too much.

“Lara!” Barry screamed, eyes welling with tears as he watched her leave her body. Molecules dead, gone, immobile. Sobbing uncontrollably, Barry’s body slows down. He too wants to be gone. Far from here.