You’re an outcast. A misfit.
You’re an outcast. A misfit.
Legends of Tomorrow: Return of the Mack
Author’s Note: This has suddenly gone somewhere completely different than I originally intended.
Another chapter will hopefully be up soon.
The occupants of the car were silent as Rip drove, Gideon sitting at his side while Ray and Nora were in the back seat. He wasn’t quite sure how this seating arrangement happened, but it had been automatic when they climbed in.
They’d gathered up some clothes for the girls as well as food and bottles of water along with the laptop before starting to Star City. Thankfully, none of them had argued with him when Rip had taken charge of the situation.
“When we get close to the city,” Rip spoke up, “You’ll need to hide in the back seat. Just in case someone sees and recognises you.”
“Are you sure that will work?” Ray asked worriedly, his hand holding Nora’s the way it had been since they’d left the house.
Rip shrugged, “Possibly but it’s really only a precaution in case we run into any police.”
“Who are we going to see?” Gideon demanded, “Who are we trusting?”
Rip reached out and briefly rested his hand on her arm, “I used to work with them. They’re not the police and when I explain they will be able to help. I promise.”
Her grey eyes locked with his for a brief moment, fear filled them but there was also determination and Rip knew she would be strong until this was ended.
They drove mostly in silence for the next few hours, Rip could see Ray and Nora asleep in the back seat smiling to see how Nora was cuddled close to his friend. He hoped once this ended, Ray and Nora might get a chance to explore whatever this was. He could see Gideon was asleep in the passenger seat too and hoped to get to spend some more time with her after this as well.
If they sorted it out.
The times Rip gets hit by one of his team or an ally.
Nice voice, Professor.
How I’m supposed to live discovering TimeHex just NOW??? How I didn’t notice the potential of Rip and Jonah Hex
Summary: Warehouse 13 agents deal
with strange things all the time, but a man appearing from nowhere is a new one
even for them.
Part Five of Rip Hunter – Unstuck in Time and Space. Sequel to Unstuck In Time And Place, Under The Sea, A Mother’s Advice & Abydos Vacation.
Authors Note: This is the first time I have ever written for Warehouse 13, so apologise if the characters aren’t right.
With thanks to the wonderful @theadrogna for her help in working out certain ideas for this story. Couldn’t have finished this without you.
The Warehouse was quiet.
Claudia sat in the main office, drinking a cherry soda and eating the chocolate muffin she’d managed to smuggle in without Pete or Artie detecting it.
It had been a good week. They’d found several artefacts without any major near-death experiences or anyone being whammied in any way, shape or form. Claudia was sure it was a record.
“What are you doing?” the annoyed voice made Claudia smile as she turned to Artie who had arrived back from the Warehouse floor.
“Having a quick lunch before I get back to work,” she told him, raising her glass, “Oh grumpy one. You don’t want me fainting from hunger when wandering around the shelves and all those artefacts. I could fall and hit something…”
“Enough,” Artie snapped, “Finish your lunch then get back to work. Pete and Myka are due back soon.”
Claudia gave him a mock salute but before Artie could say anything a bright light filled the room making them both cover their eyes. The moment it faded Claudia threw herself out of her chair as a man suddenly stood just by the power grid access port. He was tall, well taller than her, he was wearing black denims, a white shirt, a leather jacket and a long brown coat. His hair and beard were light brown with streaks of blond as though he’d recently spent a lot of time in the sun. Taking a step closer, Claudia saw his eyes were almost fully dilated with a small circle of green surrounding the black. He took a step forward before collapsing to the floor unconscious.
The door opening behind them made Claudia and Artie spin seeing Pete and Myka arriving back from their mission.
Myka looked at the body on the floor before back to them, “What’s going on?”
a consistent art style?? Who’s she
Summary: It was Valentine’s Day, and his friends had convinced him to make the restaurant an anti-Valentine’s Day haven for the single people like them.
All his friends were
Hanging up his coat and sitting at the desk in his office, John checked that the staff he needed for the night were still able to come in before going onto his social media sites to ensure his theme for the evening was well known.
It was Valentine’s Day, and his friends had convinced him to make the restaurant an anti-Valentine’s Day haven for the single people like them.
All his friends were idiots.
John had made his restaurant unique by never having the same menu, or type of food more than two days in a row. He had a list of amazing chefs he hired for one night only about twice maybe three times a month to run the kitchen with his team.
It had been a gamble, and several people thought he was crazy when he came up with the idea, but John meticulously worked out how to do it and utilised every social media site to advertise.
To begin with he put each day’s guest chef/theme up at least a week in advance but, once he gained a following, he began only doing it on that day. He was running one of the most successful restaurants, occasionally bar or coffee shop and once a month juice bar, in the city.