This is one of the situations that Dinah really wishes she had speed or flight or evwen swimming-really-fast, but she has a sonic scream and she'll have to deal with that. The other thing she'll have to deal with is being carried by Flash.
She's been thinking about him more and more since that time with Hal.. with Green Lantern - about how she's done with cocky guys and assholes and hwo all she wants is a nice guy. Even that should have been ruined by J'Onn - by a confidante turning on her in that way, but it seems right now as if Flash is one of the only guys she can trust; and she's in his arms right now.
He's running at breakneck speed over the surface of the choppy arctic waters, fast enough to skim the surface. It's a strange sensation for Dinah, not suited by metapowers for running this fast, but she can still help out - screaming to shatter every iceburg she sees ahead of them, so the race doesn't need to slow for navigation.
It's cold. His arms are warm.
"I'm afraid to sleep too, by the way," he says, referring back to her comment in HQ. "I don't know hwo to trust anymore."
"Well, there's me, right?"
Flash is silent.
"What, suddenly I make you uncomfortable?"
"Not... well, we haven't been this close before, physically, and my fiancee is already suspicious about..."
Fiancee? Great! that muttering months ago about having a girlfriend and now he's engaged? And Dinah liked him.
He doesn't deserve her snapping at him the way she does, but he flirted with her, she's sure of it, and now he's telling her how to feel? It's enough to make her swear off men forever.
Until he changes the subject by claiming to 'feel something', slams on the brakes and dumps them both into the Arctic waters.
...the warm Arctic waters.
Irradiated warm Arctic waters.
Flash stopped because he saw a magetron floating among the ice already, cooking the waters with microwave energy fast enough to melt the ice caps. "At this rate," he says, "the north pole will be tropical by tomorrow. Global Flooding will be disasterous. Problem is, we can't get near that magetron without being cooked."
Which, as Dinah has just noticed, is the least of their problems. "MOVE!"
They both dive off the ice they were standing on, just as a giant fist comes hurtling down, smashing the ice behind them. Trading water, Dinah looks back up at the giant clay-formed humanoid, covered in blue fire that keeps the water as warm as the magetron. It looks like a weird amalgam of the fire giant alien and the genegraft bodies theyty fought off with the Doom Patrol.
"Locus agent," she guesses. Which sadly opens the way for him to launch into a monologue.
"We have indeed adapted our bodies to take advantage of a changed Earth, free from your interference."
She screams - but the adapted body doesn't respond except to mock some more. Luckily Flash has his priorities right.
"Sing loud and high," he tells her, scooping her back up into his arms, "and forget about Lavaman. If I add my vibrations to your sonics, we can protect ourselves from the microwaves with a counterfrequency long enough to turn the magnetron into scrap!"
Dinah doesn't understand a word of the science, but she doens't have to. She fixes her voice at a hypersonic range beyond even her hearing and keeps it up, only just aware of the amplification Flash is adding as he carries her towards the machine so fast the world is a blur, and plants a foot right into the metal, shattering it into the water.
She's glad he's in charge.
"Com'on," she urges him. "Up! The cold won't take long to settle back in!" And there might be a large lava giant dispparing the loss of his icecap melting device, but "what are we goign to do? Arrest him? Mission accomplished!"
She hopes they're not too late to stop the disaster in California.
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Date: 2011-02-27 12:10 am (UTC)She's been thinking about him more and more since that time with Hal.. with Green Lantern - about how she's done with cocky guys and assholes and hwo all she wants is a nice guy. Even that should have been ruined by J'Onn - by a confidante turning on her in that way, but it seems right now as if Flash is one of the only guys she can trust; and she's in his arms right now.
He's running at breakneck speed over the surface of the choppy arctic waters, fast enough to skim the surface. It's a strange sensation for Dinah, not suited by metapowers for running this fast, but she can still help out - screaming to shatter every iceburg she sees ahead of them, so the race doesn't need to slow for navigation.
It's cold. His arms are warm.
"I'm afraid to sleep too, by the way," he says, referring back to her comment in HQ. "I don't know hwo to trust anymore."
"Well, there's me, right?"
Flash is silent.
"What, suddenly I make you uncomfortable?"
"Not... well, we haven't been this close before, physically, and my fiancee is already suspicious about..."
Fiancee? Great! that muttering months ago about having a girlfriend and now he's engaged? And Dinah liked him.
He doesn't deserve her snapping at him the way she does, but he flirted with her, she's sure of it, and now he's telling her how to feel? It's enough to make her swear off men forever.
Until he changes the subject by claiming to 'feel something', slams on the brakes and dumps them both into the Arctic waters.
...the warm Arctic waters.
Irradiated warm Arctic waters.
Flash stopped because he saw a magetron floating among the ice already, cooking the waters with microwave energy fast enough to melt the ice caps. "At this rate," he says, "the north pole will be tropical by tomorrow. Global Flooding will be disasterous. Problem is, we can't get near that magetron without being cooked."
Which, as Dinah has just noticed, is the least of their problems. "MOVE!"
They both dive off the ice they were standing on, just as a giant fist comes hurtling down, smashing the ice behind them. Trading water, Dinah looks back up at the giant clay-formed humanoid, covered in blue fire that keeps the water as warm as the magetron. It looks like a weird amalgam of the fire giant alien and the genegraft bodies theyty fought off with the Doom Patrol.
"Locus agent," she guesses. Which sadly opens the way for him to launch into a monologue.
"We have indeed adapted our bodies to take advantage of a changed Earth, free from your interference."
She screams - but the adapted body doesn't respond except to mock some more. Luckily Flash has his priorities right.
"Sing loud and high," he tells her, scooping her back up into his arms, "and forget about Lavaman. If I add my vibrations to your sonics, we can protect ourselves from the microwaves with a counterfrequency long enough to turn the magnetron into scrap!"
Dinah doesn't understand a word of the science, but she doens't have to. She fixes her voice at a hypersonic range beyond even her hearing and keeps it up, only just aware of the amplification Flash is adding as he carries her towards the machine so fast the world is a blur, and plants a foot right into the metal, shattering it into the water.
She's glad he's in charge.
"Com'on," she urges him. "Up! The cold won't take long to settle back in!" And there might be a large lava giant dispparing the loss of his icecap melting device, but "what are we goign to do? Arrest him? Mission accomplished!"
She hopes they're not too late to stop the disaster in California.