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So, finally got around to picking me up, huh? I'm not surprised. Well, I am, but only that it took you this long. How do you expect to keep up?

I really hope you're serious about sending me somewhere. You know I'll get stir-crazy if you lock me up in headspace for all eternity. Ever seen someone tap their foot so fast they make a hole in the floor?

We should ask around. Do you think there's anywhere I can meet some of the oldschool gang? And I still want to keep my powers, so that narrows it down. Oh, man, this is gonna be crash. I won't even have to worry about...

Well, enough of that. Get looking. I'll be over here not taking candy from strangers, or whatever. Don't worry about me. You have a job to do.

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You can tap your foot so fast that you can make a hole in the floor?

[ Kosuiryo is intrigued. ]

Sure. Ruined my grandma's good carpet that way.

Was it difficult to fix the carpet afterwards?

Nah, she just got a new one. I still feel bad about that. Pretty sure it cost money. I do grocery runs faster than anyone else though. I figure that makes up for it.

What about you? Ever got in trouble for something like that?

Been there, the hole in the floor thing! So you got powers to eh?

Oh yeah. Never thought I'd meet another me though. That wasn't exactly part of the time-travel plan.

So, you look older. Is it crash being older? [excited bart is excited]

Wow, don't recall every wearing that before...gotta say we looking freaking awesome! Guessing it's more then just time travel, probably some dimensional stuff or something.

Heck yeah it is! We make some awesome friends, join up with a league, and there is this little place down in Mexico...best burritos ever!

Just what we need. Another fast-mouthed speedster. [WORLD, WHY.]

Huh. Right. Well, it happens. Me's still me, whatever timeline I'm in. It's awesome to meet me. [He holds out a hand and grins.]

Wait, a league or the League? Are we talking shoulder-to-shoulder with the Big S himself? Hhha! I always knew I'd get there eventually!

I'll keep that in mind - you know - for whenever I get any money. [being a 13 year old is suffering.]

We rock, no matter what timeline thingy we come from! [Accepts the hand and shakes it rapidly while grinning.]

I uh, well guess it won't hurt to tell me about me...so yes to the Big S, but we are so freaking close that I just call him CK!

[Older Bart pauses for a moment as he considers the money thing and finally smiles again.]

Got some cash to spare, dropped the whole stealing thing a while back thanks to CK and I even got a sweet job as a freaking courier! So what'd say? Down for a quick jog down to Mexico for some gut busting burritos?! My treat little me!

Are you kidding? The world totally needs me. Like it needs clean air and Chicken Whizzies.

Hey - your mace can disrupt magic, right? Does that mean Doctor Fate avoids sitting near you at mealtimes? [Just gonna be zipping around to give your wings a close examination. And maybe a poke or two.]

Like it needs carbon monoxide. [You could cut her sarcasm with a knife.

And whoa, she does not like that poking at all. She whips around, gripping her mace tightly.] Want a demonstration?

[speedy handshake is a go]

Whoa. Really? Like, really really? That... [He sort of tenses up a bit, then does this really excited leap and punches the air.] ...is so totally crash!

You serious? Okay, no way I'm passing that up. Race you there? [he has no idea where it is but that is really not going to stop him.]

[Older Bart grins as he watches his younger self get so excited.]

Yep! And the best part is...we totally kicked his butt in a foot race! Twice!!

Race you there!

[With a smile he took off at a run and began to lead the way across the country, changing direction slightly to take a jog over the ocean.]

[He flings both hands up with a nervous laugh ~~and quickly blows a feather off his glove~~.] No touching! Got it.

Sorry. The history books get a little hazy when it comes to the infamous Hawkgirl. Half of them paint you as a crashtastic warrior with a righteous streak! [...he sounds pretty excited about that, but says nothing of the other half. they are not quite so flattering.]

To my defense: I had no idea what colour these were supposed to be. I guess grey makes more sense than gold.

Don't call-- [Whoa there, Shayera. She lets out a frustrated sigh, and her mace hangs at her side.] Just call me Shayera. I don't go by Hawkgirl much anymore. [Because Hawkgirl almost doomed the Earth, and Shayera would rather not remember.] I can't imagine the history books paint me as a very nice person aside from that.

But gold wings just sound tacky. [Not good at all for battle.]

Knew I had it in me! Now, if I can beat myself - now that's something to brag about...!

[He's quick to catch up. And even quicker to overtake, with a challenging little leap over a particularly big wave and the kind of laugh that makes a lot of people want to hit him with something blunt.]

Catch me if you can!

[The older Impulse chuckled as he watched his younger self show off and decided to do a little showing off of his own. With a grin he ran straight towards the wave and vibrated his entire body until he became intangible. In a flash he passed through the wave without getting so much as a drop of water on his hoody.]

Gotta do better then that slow poke!

[With a chuckle he ran towards his younger self and reached down to drag his hand across the water's surface, sending a spray of ocean water toward the little guy.]

[He looks uncharacteristically serious for a moment. Evidently that reaction is getting a sincere response.] ...There's a lot of bias. But there's good and bad - like I said. Either way, everyone agrees on the facts. In the end, you did good.

[...And it's straight back to the overly-childish demeanour, like that never happened. He probably hopes you'll forget it did.] I think the gold was artistic license. Maybe they thought you'd blind your enemies with the glare or something.

[Oh no, she's not forgetting that. Not anytime soon, at least. She just shrugs nonchalantly.] Hey, I can't blame them for the bias, not a bit. [There's a pause, before she smiles.] But... thanks.

[Well. Surprising how quickly he changed back, yet still expected. Kids never stay serious for long.] I'll leave the blinding glare to Superman. Or at least to my mace.

[He'd probably call cheater if this was anyone else. But he doesn't. Because it's exactly what he'd do. If anything, he looks excited to share the ability. The splash catches him on the arm, though.]

Ha! You won't be saying that when I leave you in the surf!

[Showing off, evidently, was the general idea all along. With some effort, he kicks things into higher gear and runs a few swift little circles around you before streaking off into the distance. He's going to be out of breath soon enough, but for now, enjoy the miniature water-funnel he left around your knees before it drops away behind you.

He is so going to regret this later.]

[As the funnel of water rose up around him Bart smiled and did the unexpected...he stopped moving. His weight dropped beneath the water's surface and as he plunged under his legs began to kick with imperceptible speed. It took a few seconds for his plan to work but when he came bursting out from under the surface, Bart's laughter could be heard as he launched himself like a torpedo.

Without warning, the older Bart tucked his legs against his chest as his form flew through the air, and with a snicker he started to spin until he became a super sonic cannonball. Large waves rippled out from the point of his impact and the older boy laughed as he swam to the surface and repeated it all over again. Each time hurling himself closer and closer to his younger self.]

Good idea. But, uh... no blinding me, okay? I need my eyes to do this.

[He still feels a little guilty about the bad impression. Let him remedy that by grabbing a marker pen from a nearby nondescript dear_mun table, and rushing around at top speed...

...okay. He has left a lot of scribbly lines on the floor. Also, the air now smells faintly of burning ink. Impressive.]

Aaand done. Check it out, Shayeera.

[He makes an 'up' gesture with one hand. It's... actually a drawing of Shayeera holding her mace in a really cool flying attack position, but you need a bird's eye view to make any sense of the lines.

Also, the pen ran out before he finished. But go figure. No one really pays attention to legs anyway, wow.]

No fair! What, have you been training with Aquaman?

[He makes a valiant effort at staying ahead, but with that trick he's a little too distracted by figuring out how it's done to do much more than keep pace.

Eventually, though, he realises if he's going to win this one he'll have to up the ante. He's got a few more tricks up his sleeve, but none of them work on water...

Yeah, he's just gonna put his head down and leg it.]

[Bart leaped up one more time but landed on his feet and took off running beside he young counterpart, smiling as they ran.]

Yep. AC is one of my best buds, been kicking it with him, Dinah, Victor, and Ollie for a few months now!

[As he ran older Bart began to shake himself dry and when he finished he pointed South East.]

Should be there in a flash, and I am freaking pumped! Stomach is growling thinking bout those burritos!

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