07-23-2016, 12:44 PM
The elevator enters Tier 5, opening the entrance. The Rogues walk out, Mick giving himself a minute to take in the change in area. Buildings are metal and post-modern, compared to the elevator he emerged from.
"Well, what now?" Mick asks.
"I'd say we get some rest." Snart responds. "May not be a good idea to go running around, burning things on command in your current state."
"What are you talking about?" the arsonist inquires. "I'm full of energy."
"You got shot by a Stormtrooper..." Cold says, gesturing towards the burn mark on his leg. "And then you took on the entire Black Hat Gang. Something tells me you got your fair share of bruises and scrapes."
"How did you figure out the Stormtrooper part?"
"I know you. Anything that holds authority, you provoke. Sometimes through arson. Sometimes directly."
"Point, Snart...But this ain't a video game. How am I supposed to recover?" Mick asks.
"The Omnilium stuff can also heal wounds, if you use it long enough." Snart explains. "Or, y'know, you could maybe go look for a hospital, but good luck with that..."
"Omnilium can do anything, can't it? It's the swiss army knife of the Omniverse."
"Yeah. Anyway, I'm thinking we get some rest." Snart says. "I've navigated this street before. There's a hotel somewhere around here, owner doesn't ask questions."
"Sounds perfect for us." the arsonist responds.
"Let's go, Mick."
The two rogues walk down the street. Most of the buildings aren't quite interesting, but Snart fixates himself on one. There's a sign clearly advertising it as a hotel, right next to the door.
"Let me guess; this is the place?" Mick asks. Snart doesn't respond with words. Instead, he simply pushes the door open. The interior design of the building looks as post-modern as the outside. He approaches the counter.
"Two rooms for the night." Mick says.
"I'm gonna need proper payment." the hotel owner responds. "10 Omnilium for each room."
"Omnilium is a currency here, too? How do you even count it?" the arsonist asks.
"Just summon a 20 OM bill and get this over with, Mick." Cold says, in the back.
"Fine, fine." Mick focuses, and starts summoning an object. The Omnilium emerges from him, and starts to take the shape of...A 20 OM bill. "This should cover the cost for the night." the hot-headed Rogue says, placing the bill on the counter.
"...Here are your keys. Rooms 203 and 204." the hotel owner states. He hands the two keys, with the room numbers engraved on the metal objects.
"Got it." Mick says.
"Let's go, Mick. We've got a long day ahead of us." Cold says, starting to walk upstairs. Mick follows, ready to get some sleep.
"Well, what now?" Mick asks.
"I'd say we get some rest." Snart responds. "May not be a good idea to go running around, burning things on command in your current state."
"What are you talking about?" the arsonist inquires. "I'm full of energy."
"You got shot by a Stormtrooper..." Cold says, gesturing towards the burn mark on his leg. "And then you took on the entire Black Hat Gang. Something tells me you got your fair share of bruises and scrapes."
"How did you figure out the Stormtrooper part?"
"I know you. Anything that holds authority, you provoke. Sometimes through arson. Sometimes directly."
"Point, Snart...But this ain't a video game. How am I supposed to recover?" Mick asks.
"The Omnilium stuff can also heal wounds, if you use it long enough." Snart explains. "Or, y'know, you could maybe go look for a hospital, but good luck with that..."
"Omnilium can do anything, can't it? It's the swiss army knife of the Omniverse."
"Yeah. Anyway, I'm thinking we get some rest." Snart says. "I've navigated this street before. There's a hotel somewhere around here, owner doesn't ask questions."
"Sounds perfect for us." the arsonist responds.
"Let's go, Mick."
The two rogues walk down the street. Most of the buildings aren't quite interesting, but Snart fixates himself on one. There's a sign clearly advertising it as a hotel, right next to the door.
"Let me guess; this is the place?" Mick asks. Snart doesn't respond with words. Instead, he simply pushes the door open. The interior design of the building looks as post-modern as the outside. He approaches the counter.
"Two rooms for the night." Mick says.
"I'm gonna need proper payment." the hotel owner responds. "10 Omnilium for each room."
"Omnilium is a currency here, too? How do you even count it?" the arsonist asks.
"Just summon a 20 OM bill and get this over with, Mick." Cold says, in the back.
"Fine, fine." Mick focuses, and starts summoning an object. The Omnilium emerges from him, and starts to take the shape of...A 20 OM bill. "This should cover the cost for the night." the hot-headed Rogue says, placing the bill on the counter.
"...Here are your keys. Rooms 203 and 204." the hotel owner states. He hands the two keys, with the room numbers engraved on the metal objects.
"Got it." Mick says.
"Let's go, Mick. We've got a long day ahead of us." Cold says, starting to walk upstairs. Mick follows, ready to get some sleep.