Leonard Snart

[old_school]

Leonard Snart.
You know how this works.

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[old_school]

[It only takes him a moment to find a decent bottle of wine for her, uncork and pour a glass. He offers a brief shrug and a smile that might almost be teasing.] And what would the fun be if I told you all my secrets this early?

[haveagoodheart]

What fun would it be to keep all your secrets to yourself?

[She holds up her glass in a toast]

[old_school]

What fun would it be if I gave them away so early? [A sly smile as he clinks the neck of the beer bottle against her glass.] As things quiet down we'll open up properly. Run the tables a little tighter.

[haveagoodheart]

The ghosts you mentioned.

[old_school]

The ghosts. At the moment people are a little too distracted, I think, to really feel like hitting the tables.

[haveagoodheart]

Does that kind of thing happen often here? In New Dodge.

[old_school]

I have no idea. I've only been here a couple of weeks but in looking through the network it seems like things go off the rails on the regular.

[haveagoodheart]

You're a new addition here too? And already own a business?

[old_school]

[So he might be preening. Just a little.] I cheated at the tables until I won enough to buy the place back from the town.

Not exactly straight and narrow, but it got the job done.

[haveagoodheart]

[There's that look and she shakes her head]

And what are you exactly planning with this place?

[She hopes something good.]

[old_school]

[Yeah that won't work. He's been on the receiving end of that look from her son already plenty of times.]

I don't plan on going back so.. I may as well do this to keep myself busy.

[haveagoodheart]

[She's quiet as she considers it. Nora takes a sip of the wine.]

It's very tempting not to go back. Especially after learning that your time there is so limited. But if I don't...Barry might not have the life he has now. He seems to love it.

[old_school]

You at least still have some of your life to live. [He takes an idle sip of his beer, leaning his hip against the bar.] I came here shortly before the explosion that will kill me.

[haveagoodheart]

It makes sense to stay here, then.

[She wonders if he could have just travel back in time instead.]

They told me that they should be able to send me back in about six months.

[old_school]

Six months. Not a bad length of time to get to know your kids. [Not that he has any plans on going back, not if he can't help it.]

[haveagoodheart]

I don't even know if I'd remember all of this going back.

[Her mind hadn't remained idle during this]

What if you went back with someone else?

[old_school]

Not sure how that works when you flux in and out. Me? I signed the contract because if I go back I'll have about thirty seconds before the end. Anyone going back with me is only going to die with me.

[haveagoodheart]

[She shakes her head. Look familiar?]

No. No, I don't believe that. How long is that contract for? What if you could go with someone else's existence? That's not Central City? What if you are brought back to that time but in Gotham or Coast or even Midway City?

[old_school]

And if I don't go back and hold down that suicide switch who will? Not Mick. Not anyone else on the Waverider.

Fate is good to people that aren't me. It never has been.

[haveagoodheart]

Fate is good to people who have good hearts.

[She just met him but just from their walk, their talk, their time so far]

And you have a good heart, Leonard.