[ he doesn't text back, for fear mick will try to run him off or... oh, who knows? instead, ray flies in and hovers in the corner before popping to full size. ]
[ he doesn't give himself a moment to stop and let mick look him over, and begins ignoring mick for the most part in favor of seeing if anything's fishy looking.
no signs of a struggle. offhand, ray makes a suggestion over his shoulder before placing his hand against the mirror. ]
[Mick moves towards the bedside table and picks up the deck of cards they always used. Leonard keeps them in his room or they'd just end up lost under all of Mick's mess. Keeps them safe.
He doesn't know why he's looking at them, just has to do something. He grunts vaguely, not willing to give in.]
Go knock yourself out. [He wants to drink alone in misery, thk u. Stop ruining this.]
there's a quiet crack under the light pulse ray emits into the mirror. lines spider out toward the frame. satisfied, he turns back around, the cards catching his eye. a push point, maybe? ]
[He can't just replace Ray with Leonard... can he? No. No. He can't just do that. Not right now, when all he can think about is Leonard not being here.]
[ ray heads for the closet to pull a six pack of what he thinks he remembers mick drinking on the waverider out and plant it onto the bed with purpose. he pauses, determining that something isn't quite right before heading back and grabbing a giant bowl of sourdough pretzels.
he then makes himself comfortable at one end of the bed, giant stupid legs crossed so he can lean on his knees. ]
[Huh. That was the beer he liked. How the hell did Ray know? Oh. Right. Of course, they were closer in the future or something, Ray had implied it before. He probably drank with him a few times. Still, he was impressed. Only Leonard and Lisa knew his brand.
Though the amount he drinks, anyone on the waverider might know. He leaves his cans everywhere.]
Me and Snart play it when we're bored.
[He drops down on the bed opposite Ray and slowly starts to deal them both in.] Either this or Snap... but Snap always ends badly.
[ ray retrieves his cards as mick lays them down, one at a time. he counts them in his head as he goes because they're countable things and that's what they're for. ]
You never played snap before? It's a dumb game. You toss down cards down, match 'em up and then yell snap when you win.
[A game they preferred to play when drunk as all hell because it was mostly throwing cards onto the floor and yelling snap before the other could. They were mature and sensible adults.]
[ ray looks through his cards, and then reaches past mick's head. when he pulls back (if mick lets him get that far) he snaps his fingers to reveal a five of hearts. ]
I barely trust me with them but hey, you wanna play with fire? [There's an unsettling smile there. This is not a good idea to bring up.] Go right ahead.
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[He hasn't. Mick checked everywhere before he messaged Ray. He means sulk and get angry and glare at Leonard's empty room, not hunt for clues..]
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Just knew it.
Fuck.]
What do you want, Haircut?
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[ he doesn't give himself a moment to stop and let mick look him over, and begins ignoring mick for the most part in favor of seeing if anything's fishy looking.
no signs of a struggle. offhand, ray makes a suggestion over his shoulder before placing his hand against the mirror. ]
Could use a beer.
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He doesn't know why he's looking at them, just has to do something. He grunts vaguely, not willing to give in.]
Go knock yourself out. [He wants to drink alone in misery, thk u. Stop ruining this.]
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there's a quiet crack under the light pulse ray emits into the mirror. lines spider out toward the frame. satisfied, he turns back around, the cards catching his eye. a push point, maybe? ]
Oh, hey. What are we playing?
[ his voice lifts, but ray doesn't smile. ]
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[He can't just replace Ray with Leonard... can he? No. No. He can't just do that. Not right now, when all he can think about is Leonard not being here.]
Bet you don't even know how to play.
[He mutters it childishly. So mature.]
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Well, sure-- admittedly I prefer video games.
[ clunk clunk clunk. ray moves closer to mick, holding a hand out with his palm up. ]
Someone once told me I was kind of smart. Bet I could learn.
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Then he looks at Ray and bites back his snark. For now.]
I ain't doing nothing with you if you're gonna be dressed like a dork the whole damn time.
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[ he's done this before, if the speed with which ray strips to his undersuit is any indication. ]
What's the game? A little gin rummy? Five card stud?
[ ok so he has now exhausted his card game knowledge... ]
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Go fish.
[Mick keeps his tone even but with an edge, almost daring Ray to provoke him.
Look, he and Leonard liked the game. They'd been playing it since juvie. That and uno. Oooh, the famous uno fights they'd had.]
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[ ray heads for the closet to pull a six pack of what he thinks he remembers mick drinking on the waverider out and plant it onto the bed with purpose. he pauses, determining that something isn't quite right before heading back and grabbing a giant bowl of sourdough pretzels.
he then makes himself comfortable at one end of the bed, giant stupid legs crossed so he can lean on his knees. ]
I haven't played this one in awhile, actually.
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Though the amount he drinks, anyone on the waverider might know. He leaves his cans everywhere.]
Me and Snart play it when we're bored.
[He drops down on the bed opposite Ray and slowly starts to deal them both in.] Either this or Snap... but Snap always ends badly.
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[ ray retrieves his cards as mick lays them down, one at a time. he counts them in his head as he goes because they're countable things and that's what they're for. ]
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[A game they preferred to play when drunk as all hell because it was mostly throwing cards onto the floor and yelling snap before the other could. They were mature and sensible adults.]
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[ ray grins against the doubt he has about how dangerous that game doesn't sound at all. ]
Got any 2's?
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[He's feeling a little standoffish at the idea of having himself be a we or an our without Leonard being somehow included. It's a bad day.]
Nope.
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You know, I didn't like card games when I was a kid, but I did like to play with cards.
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[Mick rolls his eyes and looks over his cards before adding.] Got any fives?
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[ ray looks through his cards, and then reaches past mick's head. when he pulls back (if mick lets him get that far) he snaps his fingers to reveal a five of hearts. ]
Why, yes I do!
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Blink
wtf just even happened? ]
You just like to make it hard for me to like you, don't you? [ Mick takes the card and pulls a face. Of course Ray is a magical nerd. Of course.]
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Everyone likes magic.
[ e v e r y o n e . ]
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[So there.
Only he seriously does. So cool.]Unless it's got pyrotechnics. Then I'll give a pass.
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[ ray considers him for a moment before nodding. ]
I could get a sparkler from the closet...
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[Mick offers his Jack out to Ray.]
I barely trust me with them but hey, you wanna play with fire? [There's an unsettling smile there. This is not a good idea to bring up.] Go right ahead.