run_barry | The Great Escapes

Wryly: "Well, being the only eight humans in the Digital World was bound to make going incognito difficult. Most people on Earth don't know we're the Chosen, though, so that's something. I don't know how I'd cope with it being common knowledge."

He takes the lid off his coffee, dipping his donut in and taking a few more bites.

"I definitely wouldn't want to camp as a fun vacation," he notes. "I get to do more than enough of it on missions, and I won't miss it at all when this mission's over. But my old man's not exactly one for father-son trips anyway, so he sure as hell isn't going to suggest a fun camping trip any time soon."

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"Yeah, I guess you couldn't dress up in Digi-suits or anything."

At least things are easier on Earth for Yamato.

"Do you guys do anything together?" he asks when Yamato brings up his dad.

Yamato laughs a little at that second question, rubbing the back of his neck. "Are you kidding? The man's the world's worst workaholic, he doesn't even take Christmas and New Year's off. Always has been. He does stuff with Takeru a few times a year, but that's it."

"Oh." Barry stubs the toe of his boot into the ground, not really sure what to say to that.

Finally he offers a shrug and says, "Maybe you should ask him."

Of course, maybe Yamato has before and been turned down. Treading carefully around what might be a sore subject, Barry steps away from it.

Walking over to the monitor where the map of Central City is still up, he asks, "Where are we with our transport? Have the duty officers checked in yet?"

Yamato's response to this is to reach into the rucksack by his feet, pull out a bottle of digi-juice, and gently toss it towards Barry. "Have some juice, Gramps."

Then he turns towards the console, cocking his head. "Not just yet, but they should be any second now. Want me to check who the duty officers are?"

Barry might well know them, after all.

Catching the bottle against his chest, Barry sets down his coffee and opens the juice.

"Yeah, let's see who's going to be out there," he nods before taking a drink.

Yamato types for a second or two, before bringing up the list of duty officers on the large monitor, just in the corner of the map.

"Recognise anyone?"

Barry looks over the names, frowning just a little.

"Huh. Adams and Walters, those two are both rookie cops. They don't usually put two rooks on a detail like this. They must be really strapped for personnel."

The third name sets him a little more at ease.

"They've got officer Doyle with them, though. He'll be running point, so they should be alright."

"You'll be getting them out of there as soon as the attack starts anyway," Yamato says. "Try not to worry too much."

Nodding to that, Barry sheds his frown and works on the juice.

All there is to do now is wait.

"How is your arm, by the way?" he asks, taking a seat in a chair. "I know we talked about it a bit before, but you must be about ready to head back to the Digital world, right?"

"Yeah, it's okay. Aches a little sometimes, especially if I tense it up for too long, but it's fine. I'll be heading back to the Digital World pretty soon," he says. "Trying to relax has been hell, I don't know how anyone manages it. I've spent hours training in the flight sims just to have something to do."

"Relaxing is hell? Clearly you need hobbies, man," Barry teases just a little.

"I get it, though. Hard to take downtime when you know stuff is waiting for you." Under good circumstances Barry is fine to kick back a bit and take time, but in a situation like the one now, or the one waiting for Yamato's return, it's harder not to get anxious about it.

"I am glad you've been taking it easy, though. As disappointing as it will be for Cisco to find out he almost had to build a robotic arm and now doesn't need to, it's probably for the best all around."

"... Maybe," he allows, a little petulantly. "But since I don't have any real hobbies, I just had nothing to do except use the sims, cook, and practice music, and those all get boring after a while."

He makes a quiet grumbling noise. "I told you I would, didn't I? I can't exactly go breaking my word," he says, gruffly. "Ugh, which means I'm still going to have to tell Cisco what happened before this trip is over."

"I never doubted you," he replies.

"You know he's going to declare he can't leave either of us alone again," Barry notes, because if Cisco doesn't know from Caitlin already Barry still has his own confession to make as well.

Yamato turns a little pink at that first part, ducking his head.

He does chuckle after that, though, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, he is. You're not going to live down the whole glucose-crash thing for a while."

"Don't I know it," he sighs. "The first time I did it everyone was hitting me with a welfare check all the time. Even people who don't know about my metabolism because I managed to faint in public."

That was all sorts of not fun.

"But hey, at least with your thing your future isn't going to be full of needles." Because Caitlin was definitely going to be doing a lot of tests in the near future to prove to herself that Barry was recovering from all of this okay.

"Just shows that a lot of people care about you. There are worse things," Yamato says, a little fondly. "And besides, you already know that I think you should be jabbed with even more needles. For your own good."

"Yeah, I guess that's true," he admits, shaking his head at Yamato in bemusement. "Lucky for me you aren't the guy with the needles."

"I bet Bar would give me some if I told her I wanted to stab you with them."

She definitely wouldn't. She wouldn't even give him one (1) delicious fugu fish.

Yamato's distracted from that particular chain of thought by an alert coming up on his console, and he turns towards it. "Looks like our duty officers have checked in. It's nearly go time."

"Bar happens to really like me, so I doubt it," he returns with a chuckle.

He's on his feet and standing beside Yamato a moment after the alert sounds, looking at the screen.

"Hm. They swapped out Doyle on the detail for Thawne. That... that's Eddie." That wasn't necessarily bad it was just... "Huh."

Yamato's eyes flick over to Barry, then back to the console. "Is that going to be a problem?"

Barry did mention, after all, that the Flash wasn't exactly Eddie's favourite person right now.

Barry shakes his head.

"No, it's fine," he says, smothering apprehension by denying it.

"I mean, he's not going to be thrilled that we're basically setting it up for the guys in his custody to escape, but as long as we get them all back it'll be alright."

"Sorry about that," Yamato says. "But we will get them all back, and we'll take another dangerous meta-criminal off the streets at the same time. Whether Eddie gets over it or not is up to him."

Yamato was right, and if it were possible to tell Eddie the plan Barry liked to think that the man would agree.

"Yeah, we will," he says nodding firm. "Let's do this."

Yamato gives Barry a quick grin, and starts bringing up camera feeds from across the city: Ones of the presumed ambush site, and also ones to follow the transport with.

"Barely any traffic on the roads at this time, we're not going to have long before they reach the ambush," he says. "And I don't have any good sightlines into the alleyways around it, so I can't say what kind of numbers we're dealing with."

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