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WHO: Jaime Reyes (

khajidont) and Wally West (

runningstart
WHERE: Dennys. Any Dennys. It doesn't matter. They are all the same.
WHEN: June 23rd
WHAT: Jaime helped Wally but was real weird about it. Wally has a problem with not understanding things so he wants answers. COMMENCE THE INTERROGATION. With pancakes.
WARNINGS: NON

A) He wants pancakes.
2) Dennys has an unlimited pancakes special every so often, and Wally hasn't gone to this one yet so they don't know to ban him.
B- no wait, three. Anyway. Wally wants to know what's going on. This guy's stories don't line up at all. He knows about Robin in the future, but he didn't know who Kid Flash was? Or he did but he pretended not to? Or he really didn't know? None of those answers are satisfactory, so Wally's going to drill this guy until he gets a real answer out of him.

Also, being the third Blue Beetle implies something happened to Ted. And while Wally doesn't really know the guy, and from what he heard Ted was never too into being a hero anyway, but heroes look out for each other. Wally wants to know. He's tired of not knowing things, of being dodged and kept in the dark, and while Jaime isn't really to blame for the stuff that happens at home Wally can't help but look at him as a symptom.

What ever happened to being honest with your allies?

Wally's already got a pretty impressive breakfast spread going by the time he arrives, and he's digging in with single-minded gusto.

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Typically, Jaime likes team-ups. They haven't worked too well for him so far - the Titans are but a shadow of the cohesive group they apparently were in the past, from all the reminiscing he's heard - but he has faith that one day he'll be able to work together with other heroes in the way that they're supposed to. Kid Flash seems nice enough, honestly, but he's still not too keen on being interrogated by him, which he assumes is what's going to happen.

For once, it would be nice to just get along with someone right off the bat. It would be even nicer if he hadn't suddenly found himself as the keeper of the secret that Kid Flash - Wally - dies in the future. Worse yet, Jaime doesn't even know how the guy dies.

But it's not as if they're going to avoid each other for the rest of their time here, so he may as well make nice and avoid the subject for as long as he can. He only wishes that Booster were still around to offer him advice; Booster's advice may be questionable at best, but he'd still make a better soundboard than the wall.

So it's off to Denny's he goes, where Wally is evidently bound and determined to eat everything that the kitchen has to offer. He slides into the seat across from him, raising one hand in greeting. "Hey."

Wally raises a fork. "Yo. Hey, I got stuffed french toast. Have you tried that? Nuts. I'm gonna get my mom to make that when I go back home." Wally shoves one of the untouched plates over toward Jaime.

"Can't say I have," Jaime says, accepting the plate with a word of thanks and digging in. It is good, but then again, Jaime's a teenage boy easily won over by anything that combines sugar and carbs in enormous quantities.

"So," he says, gesturing at the magnificent spread of food before them, "is this a celebratory meal for you, or what?"

"What? No, it's just breakfast." He should probably stop using his powers every day before he goes bankrupt, actually. He rolls up a pancake around two sausage links and bites it in half. What amazing table manners. "So. Not to pry or anything," except he is, "but you're like the second person here who says they're from my future. But you're a lot more vague than the other person was. How come?"

"What d'you mean vague? I only figured out I'm from your future when you told me how small your Robin is."

Robin hasn't been that small in a long time. With how smooth and confident Robin always seems, he must have been working with Batman for years before Jaime had ever met him - it just hadn't ever clicked how young he must have been. Unless Wally and Robin are way into Jaime's future and are acting as the next generation of Robins and Kid Flashes, he thinks being from their future is a pretty safe bet.

"Okay okay, let's get this understood." Wally swallows and stuffs the rest of the pancake into his mouth. He will not admit he maybe jumped to conclusions because it didn't happen so whatever. Moving on. ONE CANNOT LIVE FOR THE FUTURE IF ONE IS STUCK IN THE PAST.

"You know who Batman and the Flash are. And Robin. Do you know about the Justice League and the team made up of all their partners?"

"Yeah," Jaime says, still working on that piece of french toast. He can see the waitress warily eyeing them from her station, doubtlessly wondering if Jaime's going to be ordering as much as his friend. "What about them?"

Edited (why phone tagging doesn't work: SPELLING) 2014-06-26 23:56 (UTC)

"So, the team was just established. Like, a few months ago. For me. What about you?" The waitress better just worry about this guy here, because somehow he's blown through another three plates of pancakes and is ordering more.

"A few months ago? Seriously?"

That's insane. He had assumed that of course these were the versions of Robin and Kid Flash that were his contemporaries back home, but maybe that's not the case after all.. The original Teen Titans had a Robin and a Kid Flash in it too - it's just the sort of thing that you always expect to see out of them.

"That's... wow. Okay. The first generation of the team was made when I was a kid - like, ten years ago or something? I only just joined."

"Whoa whoa first generation? Dude, did we start a movement? There's more generations after ours?" Wally is practically giddy at the prospect. It had just started with the four of them, the sidekicks and SB, but to blow up like that- that's awesome.

That's awesome. No more riding on the capes of their mentors before them, or being treated like accessories or little kids.

"I guess you could say that, yeah," Jaime says, looking at Wally a little differently now that he knows he's looking at someone who will grow to be his senior rather than someone who would have been his contemporary. The original team is a big deal, after all; none of them would be doing what they do now without having the others pave the way.

"This is crazy - I can't believe you guys are the founders," he says, still getting used to the idea of it. "The Titans are always changing up members, but there's always been a team in the tower for as long as I can remember."

"Hold on, back up. The who are always changing members? And where do we all live? Because last time I checked we didn't have a name and we lived in Mount Justice." Wally spears a stack of french toast and lifts the whole thing to his mouth.

"Um."

Sometimes, Jaime wishes that he was more interested in superheroes before he abruptly became one himself. This is one of those moments. As someone who managed to miss the giant red S on Supergirl's chest and thought that Booster Gold was just a toothpaste mascot, he has no idea how the history of the Teen Titans went up until the point that they were officially designated as a superhero team... however it is people designate those things. Jaime sure wouldn't know.

He drags his fork across the plate. "I didn't know that it took you guys this long to come up with a name... or that you started off in some place called Mount Justice."

"Huh. So we move around and come up with a name, okay. That's cool. 'Titans' is a pretty sweet name anyway." Wally begins assembling a bagel sandwich with eggs and sausage patties. "So who's all on the team now? Is it kind of like a 'teens only' sort of thing? Ooh! Are me and Rob in the League yet?!"

"It's the Teen Titans, actually, but the full title sounds kinda goofy."

Man, can this guy ever eat! Jaime takes a moment to flag down the waitress and order some food for himself now that he's starting to realize that all of that is for Wally - mind, he sticks to a single plate of food.

"I dunno where you guys are now. Secret IDs, remember? And even if I did know..." He drums his fingers on the table, considering the admittedly small amount he knows about time travel. "Don't you think you should be careful with how much future-stuff you find out? Time anomalies and all that?"

Wow yeah that full title does sound goofy. Guess that answers his "teens only" question though.

"Oh, I'm not worried about finding that out. I mean, considering I know I'm gonna make it in sooner or later, but if I'm twenty-five and I'm still not in the League then that's just sad."

"Hey, there are a lot of solo heroes out there," Jaime says blithely, thinking back to the several he's known - but then again, people seem to swing in and out of the Justice League as often as they do the Teen Titans.

"But even if you are, I wouldn't know - it's not like you're gonna go by Kid Flash forever. How long have you been doing this for, anyway?"

Wally rolls his eyes and groans, layering some bacon and eggs onto a pancake to roll up into a breakfast burrito. "You know what, you're not the first one to give me grief over my name and I guarantee you're not gonna be the last. Maybe I should change it." He takes a disgustingly huge bite. "Nobody gets on Aqualad or Superboy for their names. Don't you have anybody on your team with a name like that?"

"Hey, I'm not dissing the name. I'm just saying that you probably won't be using it once you're, like, twenty." In fact, Jaime knows that for a fact - by this point, Kid Flash is a legacy name.

"And yeah, we've got Kid Devil, but he's already changing it up."

"You whippersnappers and your name changes and independence. You know, back in my day you'd be lucky to get your own Junior Justice League at all." Finishing off that breakfast burrito and finally, finally KF looks to be slowing down. He's not ordering anything more, at least.

"Yeah, well, I'm not changing mine anytime soon."

It's not as if people don't make fun of the title Blue Beetle daily - it's a pretty dorky name, even as superhero names go - but he respects where the name came from, and it's a true-blue grown-up superhero title. He got off lucky, not having to think up his own.

"Besides," he says, tucking into his own, much more modest plate of food, "watch who you're calling whippersnapper. If you guys are just getting started, I might even be older than you."

"That is not the point," Wally says as he jabs a fork on Jaime's direction. "The point here is that I am apparently a legacy now, if you know a different Kid Flash. I started a legacy just by being me. I'm ageless."

Jaime just leans back with a languid shrug, cramming a piece of toast slathered with butter into his face.

"All right," he says once he's finally swallowed it down. "I'll just call you an old man, then. That better?"

"Actually yes. I would appreciate it if you would do that from now on." Is it weird that he kind of likes the idea of some kid possibly a year or two older than him calling him old man? Because he's sorta delighted by the prospect.

"Yeah?"

Jaime raises a brow at him, amused in spite of himself. "Hey, however you get your kicks, man. I ain't judging. Just do me a favour and don't let all this future-knowledge stuff mess with your head."

Wally finishes his orange juice before leaning back away from the table and sighing. "Dude, you don't even know. All this alternate universe stuff, and not remembering when you go back but then remembering when you come here again only sometimes, and people from way back in the past and- it's a pain. It's such a pain."

Wally shrugs and motions for the bill. "But I guess it doesn't matter if we don't remember it when we get back home anyway, right? I'm not gonna remember anything you tell me."

"I wouldn't bank on that. Just because that's how it's worked up until now doesn't mean that's always how it's gonna work - and I'd rather it didn't, to be honest."

He's already lost a year of his life in a different way, and he's not keen on losing another few months, or however long they're going to be trapped here for. It's weird thinking about it, like they'll somehow be escaping the consequences of whatever they do here.

"Besides, you'll have plenty of time for it to mess with you while you're here. I ran into some future-alternate universe stuff back home too, and I'm pretty sure it threw my team for a loop."

He mentions his team being thrown for a loop but not himself for good reason; there hadn't been an alternate version of himself for him to meet and become traumatized by. Better dead than evil, he thinks.

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