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[absbylightning]

[Someone comes right through that breach and is bewildered! He points at the breach as it closes with wide eyes and looks around]

...Dr. Wells? Helloooo?

Was that one of Cisco's projects and I took a wrong turn somewhere?

[Seriously, he just woke up from a nine month coma a few weeks ago. How is he supposed to get used to this kind of thing? He barely got the stopping thing going.]

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Haha, have fun with this Barry

[bringstheheat]

[And standing near the Cortex computers is a tall mountain of man dressed in black. Gloves on his hands. A rather impressive looking gun strapped to his thigh. He turns at the question.] Red. There you are. Mind telling me what the hell is going on?

[absbylightning]

Do we know each other?

[Cue confused pup]

[bringstheheat]

[Blink. The slightest of head tilts. Mick shifts to poke at a computer to check the timeline. Did he get thrown backwards? Barry forwards?] Yeah. We do. You're the Flash, remember kid?

[absbylightning]

What? No! No...I'm not the Flash.Who's the Flash?

[cue laughter because NO, let's not reveal secret identities!]

[bringstheheat]

You've always been a crap liar. [Mick goes back to poking at the computers.]

So what happened? How did I wind up here? Last I remember I was on the Waverider.

[absbylightning]

What's a waverider?

[He has a feeling that he should stop him from poking at things but looks around. No alarms. No Dr. Wells.]

[bringstheheat]

[Grumble.] You have no idea who I am do you?

[Time travel is a serious pain in his ass sometimes.]

[absbylightning]

Pretty sure the "do we know each other" question gave that one away, yes.

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[thishouseisbitchin]

Mirrors in mirrors in mirrors in mirrors, infinite infinity. Run, Barry, run.

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[absbylightning]

[That sounds...like his own voice. Barry makes his way down, down, down to where he hears it coming from]

Oh my god.

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[thishouseisbitchin]

[ He catches sight of well...himself. Apparently, it's a little funny since he does laugh. ]

Making time and making strings. It won't hurt more than a pinch.

[absbylightning]

What are you...who are you?

[Don't freak out your younger self]

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ Come on, Barry. How's he supposed to answer that? ]

A linear pathway, straightline from you to me and back.

[absbylightning]

[He pushes his hand through his hair because oh wow. Okay. This is a lot to deal with.]

Um. We should get you out of there, yeah?

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ Barry, this Barry, will just unneccesarily speed to the other side of the cell and wait. ]

[absbylightning]

Yeah, hang on. I uh...I think I've got you.

[He fiddles with the controls until he could somehow get...himself out]

What happened to you?

[thishouseisbitchin]

Everyone stops running when the stars fall.

[absbylightning]

Stars f...um, maybe we can get you some help somewhere upstairs. Wanna come with?

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ A shrug, which at least seems to prove he understands what the younger Barry is saying. Maybe. ]

[absbylightning]

[He holds his hand out]

I'll walk you up there?

[thishouseisbitchin]

[ A quick smile, but he'll take Barry's hand. If he finds this odd, there's no sign of it. ]

[absbylightning]

So when are you from? Why are you talking like that?

[thishouseisbitchin]

This is not the first time that this has happened to you.

[ Well. It's AN answer. It's not an answer to a question Barry actually asked, but... ]

[absbylightning]

So this happens often?

[thishouseisbitchin]

It's an existential risk, and she goes looking for danger.