"I'm in the mood for fish," Barry said with a twinkle in his eye. "Fine, then you're hauling us." He changed the construct, willing to let Barry use his speed, though he couldn't help a chuckle. "Aiming to annoy Arthur before you even see him?" "He won't stay annoyed," Barry said smugly. He obviously knew something. "What've you got up your sleeve, Bare?" "That would be telling," he said as he took off running at a comfortable speed. "Yes, it would, and you can start anytime," Hal agreed. Barry gave a full laugh, refusing to slake Hal's curiosity.
What I said to Yena in IM about Barry's personality in this fic? This is a perfect example. It's such a rich, full characterization of the man - part lovable dork, part loyal friend, part wicked tease, part fun, part duty . . . just perfect.
I adored the entirety of the Hal/Barry/Arthur convo. It just gave off a perfect male friendship vibe.
Also? I love that Arthur was two minutes away from kicking the "imposter's" ass. *g*
Also, I adored all the JLA Year One references - which I'm sure is predicable on my part - especially the bulb wrench. Awww.
J'onn stood back, looking at his Flash with a sense of true relief and happiness. "Good to have you home, Barry. Perhaps now, Hal will stop eating all my cookies." He gave the Lantern an amused smile for all his unscheduled visits to John Jones' house.
Oh. HIS Flash. *sniffle.* Also, a joking J'onn. . . such a welcome, welcome sight. And his first reaction to seeing Barry alive and well was perfect.
"...That man rots your brain," Babs replied, acid etching her tone. "You're supposed to tell me intel this critical. I do not appreciate being among the last to know something."
*chuckle.* OH, Babs, never were you more Bat-like.
Clark looked up at that, shoulders tensing, then he found the visitor in question and it took everything he had to keep under control as he stood up, fighting to keep his eyes from going too wide.
*sniffle.* Clark, I love you when you are good. The way you should be.
It gave her hope every time one came home...and maybe with so much good in their lives now, Clark would get better too. This is a Lois I believe. . .one that wants *Superman* back, not one that selfishly wants Clark all to her own. . .and thank you for that.
The conversation between Clark and Barry just had me squeeing/flailing/gushing all over myself here. It's just so very clearly *them* and . . .wonderful. Them discussing Bruce and Clark's "What did you do now, Bruce?" just made me giggle.
"That will make Kon happy...
*squee.* I'm glad. . .so very glad that Clark knows his son well enough to know this.
"Really. You didn't expect me not to know, with the boys where they are? Of course, Clark."
Nice cover, Bruce.
//Don't say that,// hovered on the tip of his tongue, but he managed to alter it to, "Don't be so sure. And don't be a stranger."
The entire conversation between Bruce and Barry was perfect. BUT. THIS? Made me sniffle and want to hug Bruce. Good boy.
And. . .GARTH!!! *squee* You gave us Garth back. Oh. Thank you.
Arthur chuckled. "I'll put you to work the day after tomorrow, Tadpole."
Garth, you can glare as indignantly as you'd like, but that line made me want to hug Arthur. Awww.
One loud "Gillhead!" and two yells of "Garth!" blurred together... and a star-spangled black blur hit the pile from the side, staggering all of them. Oh, my precious, precious Titans reunited. I. . this made me cry, by the way. Just. *weeps.*
"You know Dick...it would be a pity to just leave Titan Island empty...and with so many wanting to join...maybe we could field two teams," Vic said casually.
*coos.* Why, yes, this is wonderful. And death to the post-Crisis Version of the Outsiders, too.
"Family's not quite whole by a long stretch....but I can't think Kory's not trying to come home right now." I HOPE SO.
//Are you all right with this, Wally? Or do we need to talk?//
This Donna beats every other characterization of her all hollow. I want her to randomly beat talk to people who so richly deserve it. *begins composing list.*
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Part B
Date: 2006-12-01 08:29 am (UTC)"Fine, then you're hauling us." He changed the construct, willing to let Barry use his speed, though he couldn't help a chuckle. "Aiming to annoy Arthur before you even see him?"
"He won't stay annoyed," Barry said smugly. He obviously knew something.
"What've you got up your sleeve, Bare?"
"That would be telling," he said as he took off running at a comfortable speed.
"Yes, it would, and you can start anytime," Hal agreed. Barry gave a full laugh, refusing to slake Hal's curiosity.
What I said to Yena in IM about Barry's personality in this fic? This is a perfect example. It's such a rich, full characterization of the man - part lovable dork, part loyal friend, part wicked tease, part fun, part duty . . . just perfect.
I adored the entirety of the Hal/Barry/Arthur convo. It just gave off a perfect male friendship vibe.
Also? I love that Arthur was two minutes away from kicking the "imposter's" ass. *g*
Also, I adored all the JLA Year One references - which I'm sure is predicable on my part - especially the bulb wrench. Awww.
J'onn stood back, looking at his Flash with a sense of true relief and happiness. "Good to have you home, Barry. Perhaps now, Hal will stop eating all my cookies." He gave the Lantern an amused smile for all his unscheduled visits to John Jones' house.
Oh. HIS Flash. *sniffle.* Also, a joking J'onn. . . such a welcome, welcome sight. And his first reaction to seeing Barry alive and well was perfect.
"...That man rots your brain," Babs replied, acid etching her tone. "You're supposed to tell me intel this critical. I do not appreciate being among the last to know something."
*chuckle.* OH, Babs, never were you more Bat-like.
Clark looked up at that, shoulders tensing, then he found the visitor in question and it took everything he had to keep under control as he stood up, fighting to keep his eyes from going too wide.
*sniffle.* Clark, I love you when you are good. The way you should be.
It gave her hope every time one came home...and maybe with so much good in their lives now, Clark would get better too.
This is a Lois I believe. . .one that wants *Superman* back, not one that selfishly wants Clark all to her own. . .and thank you for that.
The conversation between Clark and Barry just had me squeeing/flailing/gushing all over myself here. It's just so very clearly *them* and . . .wonderful. Them discussing Bruce and Clark's "What did you do now, Bruce?" just made me giggle.
"That will make Kon happy...
*squee.* I'm glad. . .so very glad that Clark knows his son well enough to know this.
"Really. You didn't expect me not to know, with the boys where they are? Of course, Clark."
Nice cover, Bruce.
//Don't say that,// hovered on the tip of his tongue, but he managed to alter it to, "Don't be so sure. And don't be a stranger."
The entire conversation between Bruce and Barry was perfect. BUT. THIS? Made me sniffle and want to hug Bruce. Good boy.
And. . .GARTH!!! *squee* You gave us Garth back. Oh. Thank you.
Arthur chuckled. "I'll put you to work the day after tomorrow, Tadpole."
Garth, you can glare as indignantly as you'd like, but that line made me want to hug Arthur. Awww.
One loud "Gillhead!" and two yells of "Garth!" blurred together... and a star-spangled black blur hit the pile from the side, staggering all of them.
Oh, my precious, precious Titans reunited. I. . this made me cry, by the way. Just. *weeps.*
"You know Dick...it would be a pity to just leave Titan Island empty...and with so many wanting to join...maybe we could field two teams," Vic said casually.
*coos.* Why, yes, this is wonderful. And death to the post-Crisis Version of the Outsiders, too.
"Family's not quite whole by a long stretch....but I can't think Kory's not trying to come home right now."
I HOPE SO.
//Are you all right with this, Wally? Or do we need to talk?//
This Donna beats every other characterization of her all hollow. I want her to randomly
beattalk to people who so richly deserve it. *begins composing list.**Loves hard on this fic, repeatedly.*