10090/The Perfect Comeback

The Perfect Comeback
Date of Scene:	12 February 2022
Location:	Multiple locations
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	George Harkness, Wally West, Saeko

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George Harkness has posed:
Central City:

Reports have been coming rapid-fire into the police department from across Central and Keystone--random objects have been suddenly flying into the air and careening toward seemingly random locations. Some are not far from their origin point, while others are distant enough that the objects smash through glass or drywall to reach their destination.

Similarly, an alarm is raised at the Flash Museum: the Rogues' exhibit is complete anarchy, with donated contraband in complete disarray as nearly anything that could be thrown--much of which is thrown weaponry--appears to have been.

"Someone put a call in to the Flash," says the shift manager. "Someone's tossing this place looking for who knows what, or sending a message of some kind that I can't figure out, and--frankly--dealing with it's above our pay grade."


Belle Reve:

"I swear!" George 'Digger' Harkness shouts at a two-way mirror from where he lies, strapped in to a medical gurney. "I'm not doin' this!" His face is black and blue and his hands are swollen, knuckles bloody. "Please! I can't help it..."

On the other side of the mirror, two administrators shake their heads. "Think he's just trying to get out on an early release? Maybe head to somewhere like Arkham?"

"You kiddin' me?" asks the other. "No way. That last op he was on--ever since he came back, he's been even iffier than usual."

"Oh, the book retrieval? Seemed easy enough."

"Exactly. You /ever/ heard of a Task Force X endeavor running smoothly? Something's up, I tell you."

Wally West has posed:
Mere moments after the call to the flash goes out Wally arrives at the Flash Museum. He sees it madea totally mess. "Ah man they trashed the place. No respect for history." Wally says as he picks up a replica of Jay's iconic helmet.

He sees the turtle man statue in pieces. "AW MAN!! not the turtle man exhibit!"

Saeko has posed:
The best pranks had a degree of unpredictability to them, that much Saeko was sure of. Getting Amanda Waller to cowtow and 'ask politely' for the book had been amusing, getting her to do it for the -wrong- book? Even better.

While the true copy was safely tucked away amidst some of her own possessions, the Tenko kitsune had found plenty of amusement that noone thought to check the creation she'd conjured with her own magics contained a translation....of some of her favourite recipies.

Too bad Boomer hadn't been able to read Japanese!

Currently lounging in the hotel suite she'd decided to indulge in, the vixen was lazing in a bubble-bath, the book floating out of reach as it turned the pages seemingly on its own only for Saeko to blink and dismiss it with a wave of her hand.

She could -sense- magic, very familier magic. Her magic?

A curious little 'huh' and Saeko snaps her fingers, appearing (fully clothed) outside the museum with a tilt of her head before she strode in, her tails and ears along with those whisker marks fading to the illusion of a woman still shockingly beautiful and oddly dressed...but seemingly human.

George Harkness has posed:
"Unfortunately, the Turtle's exhibit is only the tip of the iceberg," the manager, whose nametag reads RICKY D., says. "Old pieces of Double Down litter the floor in front of the Abra Kadabra display. Cicada's glasses are embedded in the wall."

Ricky sighs and runs a hand gently over the frosted tips of his hair. "But that's not the worst part. You may notice ... the docents just figured this out ... every item that's been upset is one that's been tossed. Literally tossed. By Captain Boomerang--at some point."

As if on cue, a glob of Tar Pit kept in stasis launches out of its case and spins about the room before landing with a wet *splotch* sound near the front door.

"Watch out!" Ricky D. shouts.


BACK AT BELLE REVE

Harkness struggles at his restraints. "Ah, God, help me!" he grunts. "I'm--I'm not controlling me arms! Trying to throw ... whatever ... I can ..." Harkness strains again. "Whoever's behind that mirror--ungh--you at least could've talked dirty to me while you've got me tied down here. Guess that luxury's for Task Force XXX, right?" He laughs mirthlessly and strains again. "All I've got on hand ... to throw is ... shade ..."

Behind the mirror, the administrators stare at Harkness.

One asks, "Do we have /anyone/ on call who deals with this sort of thing?"

"Not currently," replies the other. "Bethany, our graduate intern, /claims/ that the protcol for using the Kojiki was incorrectly translated or something. I don't know. Frankly, I think that's just what we should expect from having a comparative lit intern and not, you know, one trained in criminal justice."

Wally West has posed:
"Well boomer is behind bars these days so I don't think it was him. at least not yet" The Flash says to the manager.

Then Wally watches as the tar blob spins and bounces about the room looking to beat an escape. It moves painfully slow to Wally. Ricky is moving even slower. Wally is bored of this before Ricky's mouth begins to move to shout the words Watch out. Once he's figured out that Tar pit is heading to the front door Wally casually walks over. Well to him its a casual walk over to the door as the world seem in suspended animation. and is waiting for the blob to spotch on the floor by the door.

"Hey there you in a rush to get somewhere?"

Saeko has posed:
Apparently she'd left enough latent magic on her little tick that whatever they'd tried? It had pulled a trace of her very of spell she'd used that night.

It was as obvious to her as a scent on the wind...and it was quite an entertaining idea!

Saeko herself? She was moving her way through the door when the blob came her way, leaving the disguised fox spirit to jump sideways with a little noise of suprise.

That was gross- And suddenly there was the speedster in red standing there talking to the blob.

She should probably have expected one of the heroes to turn up after all!

George Harkness has posed:
"I'm sorry," Ricky D. says. "If I had a better answer, I'd give it to you. But--I'm sorry to say--the evidence keeps coming back around to Boomerang. If I could point to anyone else, I'd chalk it up to a Flash fiction."

As the woman enters the museum, Ricky clears his throat and steps forward. "Um, uh, hi! Welcome to the Flash Museum. As you can see--I'm sorry--we're kind of in the middle of an unexpected super-phenomenon! You're welcome to check out the facility anyway, or I can lead you on a tour, but I can't promise that things will be entirely /safe/ right now."


BELLE REVE

One of the administrators taps a pencil against their nose. "Okay, so have we actually locked down everything Digger's touched?"

"I think so," says the other. "Wait--where'd you get that pencil?"

Before the pencil-wielder can reply, the item zips out of their hand, flips through the air, and then embeds itself squarely in their eye. The admin barely has time to utter a groan of pain before collapsing on the ground.

The remaining staff member scrambles for the phone and screams for a medic.

Wally West has posed:
The flash makes a short staff out of seedforce energy aka a "Flash Saber" and pokes are the tar glob. "get back in your case right now or else I'll make sure they leave the radio on that station you hate. I mean it."

The Flash then seems to appear for the pretty woman with the odd timing. "Hello I'm the Flash and like Ricky just said this is the Flash museum but it seems to have recently been the victim of some pretty serious vandalism. But please enjoy and patronize our Museum and while I'm here I'll answer any questions, even take a photo and give an autograph if you like, for the inconvenience." Wally says offering a handshake.

Saeko has posed:
Addressed by 'Rick' and the Flash both, Saeko blinks, a little grin on her lips as she bows her head lightly. "My thanks," she speaks as she offers her hand to the 'shake' that seemed to be the standard greeting this side of the world before lazily stepping past the pair to look at the devestation.

"Serious vandalism indeed..." she muses, but her senses stretch out, looking for traces of the spell gone haywire.

George Harkness has posed:
The spell's ripple effect has extended out from the accursed party to nearly everything he'd ever touched--with the intensity of that effect increasing closer to his present location. The trickster magic in play might even resonate to an identifiable degree in the Speed Force, as well, given how quickly the spell has affected all of these items from Captain Boomerang's past.

As the Flash noted, Digger's in prison--in Belle Reve, Louisiana.

Ricky D. nods, piping up, "It's serious, all right, but it's also the kind of larger-than-life event that you can expect from the Flash!"

Wally West has posed:
The flas looks around. He tried to meditate on this odd feeling. "something just doesn't feel right around here and i don't mean the mess, but I guess I do mean the mess but not in that way if you can understand it. I mean i don't understand it but yeah something is up"