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Guy's Night Out
After everything that's been going on lately, the time has come for a break. A planned visit from a friend is just the thing and with no major crisis going on at the moment, it's the perfect time to make that happen.
So, with an itinerary that includes science, food and video games, Barry is excited to bring Yamato in from Milliways for another trip to Central City.
Opening the door from the bar that's a broom closet in S.T.A.R. Labs, Barry gestures Yamato through.
"Here we are," Barry says with a smile. "Welcome back, dude."
The corridor, like most of rest of S.T.A.R. Labs that doesn't get used by Team Flash much, is usually pretty dimly lit, but today the passageway is bright in anticipation of their guest and the science that's about to commence.
Nodding down the hallway, Barry says, "Cisco and Caitlin are in her lab and we're all set up for you."
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He gives Barry a wry glance, because he caught that gesture.
"Coffee would be really good," he says, perking up a little. "We're having to pretty heavily ration our supplies of it back home, it's been a while since I had a half decent cup of coffee."
Half the Chosen became caffeine addicts since their last long trip to the Digital World, and coffee is weirdly difficult to find there.
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"Coffee it is," Joe says, grabbing a can of Coke from the fridge and closing the door.
He passes the soda off to Barry, then heads for a cupboard to pull out a box of coffee filters and sets about getting a pot brewing in the machine.
Accepting the soda, Barry is gone and back again in a blink and a few moments later the top is popped in the living room.
"Thanks, Joe," Cisco calls out, slurping his soda.
Focusing on Yamato now, Barry asks, "Alright, where do we start?"
Because naturally Barry is going to help.
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"Let me check what we have, and I'll see what I can make and if I need to send you out on a shopping trip."
He takes a few moments to look through the cupboards and the fridge, mentally cataloguing what he sees there, then steps back, pulling a notepad and pen from his jacket pocket.
"Pretty sure I can make some good okonomiyaki with the stuff we have here. Mind grabbing me some extra stuff for some teriyaki and takoyaki to go with it?" He says, writing a few things down and tearing the page off. "I just need some beef, mirin, bonito flakes, pickled ginger, and octopus."
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"Oh, yeah, I know where to get that," he says, reaching for the list. "Anything else?"
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With the coffee pot bubbling along in its task, Joe turns around, reaching a hand into his pocket.
"Get plenty of what he needs and pick me up some bacon and eggs. I keep trying for breakfast this week and finding I'm out of the two main ingredients." Drawing money out of his wallet, Joe gives Barry a pointed Look and then passes it over.
Looking sheepish, Barry nods. "Right, I'll get a lot of that, too. Be back in a bit."
Joe blinks against the blast of air from Barry's exit, then looks at Yamato.
"Coffee'll be ready in a minute."
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He takes a moment to take off his jacket, finding a chair to place it over the back of, and starts getting out the ingredients he needs: Flour, eggs, milk, meat and vegetables on one side, sugar and spices on another, all neatly arranged on the worktop.
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"So, you said it's been awhile since you've had a good cup of coffee?" Joe asks, curious about the rationing comment, but willing to leave it alone if it turns out to be a sensitive subject.
Stretching the pantry on a tight budget is something Joe knows a thing or two about, and he's grateful now that it isn't an issue anymore.
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"My team's been on a mission for the last few months, and coffee's been pretty difficult to find," he settles on eventually. "Most of the supplies we brought with us got destroyed, so we've been trading for them whenever we hit a new town, but after food, water, medicine, et cetera, there's not been a whole lot left for luxury items."
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"You're on a mission and you lost your supplies. Where? Doing what?" That seems like a good place to start.
"You're from Japan, right?" he asks, then waves a hand in the air to indicate space or whatever. "Via that magic... bar... place."
Joe knows about that much, at least.
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Odaiba has plenty of coffee. Drowning in the stuff. Coffee for days.
"Rescue mission to another world, it's, er," Yamato pauses for a moment, thinking. Does he give the full explanation? He should probably give the full explanation.
"So, my world is actually a lot of different worlds. About seven years ago, the rest of my team and I were dragged into one of those worlds to fight in a war," he says. "And since then there's been a few other wars, and some crises, and we take smaller jobs in between. Right now we're on a rescue mission."
He's a little nervous as he explains it, because -- well. Fought in a war necessarily carries the implication of killed people, and Yamato knows how Joe reacted to Oliver, and he's willing to bet his body count is several orders of magnitude higher than Oliver's.
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"Like Narnia," Cisco pipes in from the living room where he's playing with his phone, but still half tuned into the conversation. "With the talking animals and everything."
Joe turns his head towards Cisco, some understanding dawning, then looks back at Yamato.
"That's the one with the lion, right? And the cupboard thing?" Joe asks, taking what Yamato's said one piece at a time. Trying to understand the first bit before moving onto the next because, he definitely has questions about the rest.
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"I think so. Er, we didn't get pulled through a cupboard, though -- we were at summer camp and the sky opened up and pulled us through."
You know. As it does.
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"They're more like Pokemon, with powers and everything," Cisco says, voice high and excited. "It's pretty awesome."
Joe shakes his head at Yamato to let him know it's okay to ignore Cisco if he wants to, then asks, "You went from summer camp to fighting in a war? How old were you?"
Joe may not have an exact age on this kid, but looking at him right now, seven years ago would still put him as pretty young.
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"Eleven," he says, lifting his shoulder in a slight shrug. "Some of us were younger, one of us was a little older."
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Eleven.
The coffee pot sputters out the last of the water Joe poured into it, and Joe turns to take care of it.
He pours out a cup then turns back around to offer it to Yamato.
"Here, I'll let you make it up how you like it. There's cream, sugar, we also have milk if you want it." He gestures at the counter where he's set everything out along with a spoon for Yamato.
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"Thanks," he says, taking the cup and heading over to the counter to start adding sugar. One teaspoon, two teaspoons, three, four, five ...
(What? Sugar is nice! It's good stuff.)
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Carefully sipping his coffee Joe asks, "So what's this rescue mission you're on now?"
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"Oh, er," he says, a little uncertainly, because he's still not exactly sure whether Joe has put him in the Crazy Guy Who Kills People And Who Shouldn't Be Around Barry category. "Four people from our world got kidnapped for -- complicated reasons. They weren't all being held in the same place, either, so we've had to rescue them one by one."
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"Why you?" he asks, throwing a nod at Yamato. "Why is it your team looking for these people?"
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"Why wouldn't it be us? They need to be found, and we can find them," he says. He shrugs a shoulder, taking a sip of his coffee (and making a few 'ah, hot, hot' noises of distress). "We're the only people right now who can move between worlds, we're the only ones who know the terrain, and we know how to survive there better than anyone."
He takes another sip, frowning.
"Besides, it's -- ..." He has to pause for a moment, because he's not sure how to turn this particular nebulous feeling into words. "We can't not help people who need it."
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But it still happens, and hearing Yamato's listed out reasons why it should be Yamato and his team, Joe can't really argue with them; him not knowing or understanding the whole situation or circumstances.
Joe frowns, realizing this is a situation where he has no authority or any ability to help, and so he's forced to accept it
He frowns a little as he relents, backing down from the line of questioning.
"That sounds like something Barry would say," he comments on Yamato's last, by tone and the brief upturn of his mouth into a faint smile, that's not a bad thing.
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"We were chosen for this long time ago. I don't know if it matters anymore if it's right or not," he says. "... And besides, I can't speak for the others, but I think I forfeited the right to be a kid back a while back."
As far as Yamato is concerned, he gave that up when he first took a life, along with any notion of being some kind of hero.
He does crack a quick, awkward smile at the comparison to Barry, ducking his head. "Thanks, but don't be fooled, we're nothing alike."
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As for comparisons, as far as Joe is concerned there isn't really anyone like Barry, so he won't hold that against Yamato.
Taking a drink from his coffee, Joe gives a quick hiss and pulls the mug away, brushing his mouth with his hand.
"Alright so, what're you doing?" he asks, turning the subject back to the now by giving a nod towards the items Yamato has so carefully set out. "Anything I can do to help, or you wanna just wait for Barry to get back?"
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He's relieved that Joe isn't turning him out of the house, though, and doesn't seem to have taken against him.
"I can wait for Barry to get back. If we start without him, he'll probably pout at us," Yamato says wryly. "But I figure beef teriyaki, okonomiyaki -- kind of like a pancake but with a meat and vegetable filling -- and takoyaki, which is like an octopus dumpling."
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