Pinch Hitter

[run_barry]

Opening the door from Milliways Barry leads Yamato through and into S.T.A.R. Labs.

"And here we are, welcome to Central City and S.T.A.R. Labs."

They step out into a medical lab space, complete with fancy equipment and an exam table. The place looks pretty high-tech, but it's also currently a shambles. Things are knocked over on the countertops, several drawers have been pulled open and rifled through, there's an IV stand laying on the ground, and the red Flash suit is discarded on the floor beside the exam table.

It's the sort of scene that happens when a speedster on his last legs storms through an infirmary trying to help himself and not pass out in the process.

Glancing around, Barry frowns and rubs the back of his neck.

"Sorry about the mess."

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

There is the slight, involuntary jaw twitch of a man who is more than a little bit of a neat freak and is currently confronted with The Most Un-Neat Freak Room Of All from Yamato.

"It's fine," he says, absently tidying up one of the countertops just on instinct. "It's not like this is where I'll be working anyway."