2nd Plan - The Big Chill

[chillestrogue]

[Inmate Filter]

Inmates. Quick question.

Who's in here for violent crime versus non-violent? Just an informal poll, no obligation to answer.


[Warden Filter]

Here's my problem.

When I first showed up here, all of you said I wouldn't have my powers. Inmates don't get access to supernatural abilities. Which is nice when you have them, but I don't. Still, I came in here expecting a reasonably level playing field.

Now not only am I watching murder and violence happen on a semi-regular basis, I'm seeing inmates with their own powers, flaunting that little rule in everyone's face.

Now, ordinarily I'd chalk it all up to life being unfair like that. It's how the game's played; the haves, and the have-nots. But then I'm starting to notice that most of you have an interest in keeping people safe.

Let me keep myself safe. Give me access to the lab, and I'll promise not to hurt anyone who doesn't try hurting me first.

[Private to Barbara]

You don't know me, but we need to talk.

Name's Leonard Snart. Heard you keep a file open on me.

[Private to Allison]

Drinks? On me.

Comments

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

Hard not to worry, though, especially in a place like this. [Usually, she wouldn't let her own grief breach her voice.

She can't stop it, right now; the words are strained and brittle.]

Private

[chillestrogue]

[There's something catching in this stranger's voice, and it causes Snart to give Barbara a sharp look]

I don't let my emotions get the best of me. What's wrong?

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

[She figures he would, and her smile is a frustrated one.] I usually don't either, but the ship is draining everyone connected to her right now. [It would be better, probably, if she didn't keep pouring energy into that connection.

She doesn't really consider that an option, so she just has to deal with it. At the moment, at least, that means being honest.]

...I have a daughter. Adopted, from my world.

Private

[chillestrogue]

[His cynicism dictates that this is probably a trap; she's trying to appeal to him on the same emotional level to get him to crack. He has a sister he's worried about; she has a daughter. Same thing, right? Except this warden's daughter probably didn't knock over banks for money

Keeping his face neutral, Cold murmurs back; ]

Seems like you'd do anything to make sure your family's safe at the end of the day.

If it's draining everyone, you can leave. You've got that option.

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

It wasn't enough. [She takes a breath, and fingers curl into fists for a second. No, she is not going into this with Captain Cold.]

The Barge is as much my home as Gotham, nowadays. I don't abandon my people.

Private

[chillestrogue]

[Telling. Very, very telling. He files that information away for later]

Very noble of you. But it's not going to do you much good to die here uselessly when you still have a chance.

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

If I thought it was useless, I would leave. [She's still pragmatic. She won't give her life for a truly lost cause, not when she can champion others.]

As it is, I'm willing to keep trying, and see how it goes. We've got contingency plans, too - not to say they're guaranteed to work.

[She musts another smile, wan and pointed.] But what's life without risk?

Private

[chillestrogue]

Which ones are those? Or aren't I allowed to know the big secrets?

[He gives a knowing smirk back]

Not worth living.

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

Iris has her bus - it travels in time and space, and it's got a lot of room. We've got people with cosmic-level abilities, like Jean and Dillon. Worst comes to worst, I've been working on space suits.

Private

[chillestrogue]

How long would a human last in one of those?

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

I don't know. Haven't had a vacuum to test them in.

Private

[chillestrogue]

There's the Enclosure.

Private

[bodilesswarrior]

Are you volunteering?

Private

[chillestrogue]

I might be.