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[The feed clicks on to reveal a red-headed teen with yellow eyes, who's currently peering at the device like it's going to explode.]

Okay, power button. Check. I thought this could be like that episode of The Twilight Zone where they execute people by blowing up in their rooms and that maybe someone was clever for a change and made the self-destruct button look like the on/off. But! Obviously not, because I'm still here.

I think I'm getting paranoid. It's like there's this voice in my head going -

[Bart holds two fingers up to either side of his head, so they stick up through his hair like ears.]

"Trust nothing."

[He puts his arms down, and he really drops them. They're just suddenly gone, and the camera picks up maybe two frames of the action, but even that's a little lost in a yellow flash. Bart only laughs with relief.]

Hey! Look at that, they weren't lying about that either. Now, if it would just hurry up and work all the time.

So, uh. Hi. Bart Allen. Anyone know where to find the games on this thing? I gotta pass the time until the rest of you slow down.

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[It wasn't a present, lbr. He brought this on himself. ]

Oh, come on, man. The money goes to a good cause. They're from the Flash museum. What was I supposed to get? A t-shirt? Way more obvious.

[Someday, that future dig will catch up to him. But not today.]

Besides, they're cool.

[ANYWAY. If you're done amusing yourself.]

Since when do barriers stop us?

[Surprise Bart! Kon's actually been shoved into a pool and seen this supposed future he lives. So the t-shirt dig? He gets it and just huffs. Conner is so lame.]

Uh huh.

[Bart, Bart, Bart, Bart. Kon just sighs and now that he's properly collected himself he explains.]

Because when you get too close, you go out cold. I tried it after my powers came back when I arrived. Ended up crashing into a faceful of water. My friend did the same, she tried to swim it but no dice, she washed up. Even Supes can't get through. You lose your powers for a while after it aswell. So I wouldn't try unless you wanted to slam into an invisible wall and spend even longer at normal speed.

[There's something in the huff that makes Bart think that Tim might've told him a wee bit about the future. Shoot, he probably mentioned it the way Bart mentioned the air. Oh well. At least they can stop talking about the pants now, because the barrier is really troubling him now.]

Let me get this straight. I'm stuck. On a turtle island. Which is probably not very big. There's an invisible wall that will knock me out if I get too close, and I can probably get too close in microseconds.

I hate this place. I know I've already said that, but it needs to be said. You have to show me where to stop running.

[One day he'll tell you about it. It's not a secret, he sort of yelled at everyone over the network for being dicks and not telling him. But he's not angry any more, so he'll probably just mention it more in a passing sort of way.

Kon nods letting him know he's right about the fact he's stuck and that he'd get to the barrier pretty quick.]

That's nothing, wait til you see the stuff that goes on. [Another nod.] I can take you just as you feel things start to slow down. Uh...speed wise not world wise. I guess the world speeds up for you? Visually. Speedsters, so difficult.

[Bart wouldn't blame him if he did yell. He'd yell if he found out Tim or any of the others ahead of himself were keeping things from him. He'd like to know if there's anything particularly miserable that's making other people treat him with kid gloves. Like, you know, dying miserably at a chronologically two-years-old. Ahem. Anyway, it's hard to fit that one into a convo.

He blinks a few times, trying to put the words in an order that works.]

I speed up. The world slows down. You make it sound like we complicate things on purpose. But yeah, when that happens, trust me. Top of the list.

[He's done yelling, and besides, Bart hasn't been here for any real length of time (everyone elses time), he hasn't been here to not tell him, to compare him to Conner. To be fair, Kon never asked about it...but how did you ask? And since when would he had done that? He just thought people should tell him.

Real hard.

He gives you a look.]

Seriously? You probably do! I mean, I dunno how you see the world, like, I can't imagine it. So to me...I would think speedsters when they lose their power...the world like speeds up cause you'd usually see in it slow-mo. Anyway, whatever. Cool, let me know and we'll put on the breaks so we're not spending several hours wet and powerless.

So uh, wanna go just now? Think you can go fast enough?

OH. You meant without powers. Yeah, you had that right. I thought you meant what I was waiting for it to be. And it's getting there.

[Bart zips over to the door.]

Not top speed, but it'll do. Let's go - and yeah, not ending up wet and powerless. Don't even think about turning this into a prank. I will get you back for it, Kon.

Ugh, way complicated. But hey, glad you're getting back to...speed I guess.

[Look at this innocent young boy, does he look like the kind that would do that? He might make you go just out enough that you can't use the water as a surface but still close enough he can fly. Maybe. Kon grins and hovers, moving over to the door before he flies off.]

Aw c'mon I'd never do something so immature!

Ugh, weak. We're gonna have to give you a crash course on puns if that's the best you can do. Pretty sure the Justice League has a quota. "You must make this many power-related puns before we will consider you for membership."

[Yes. Yes, he does, but not enough that Bart doesn't blindly race off after Kon. He can take whatever's in store.]

I never said it wouldn't have some finesse!

Dude, you so know it's not the best I can do. So how the hell did Batman get in? Bet he doesn't know a pun if it slapped him in the face, even with half the people he deals with.

[Kon speeds up and weaves about. Heading off towards the coast. It doesn't take as long as it would for normal people, maybe ten minutes for Kon at the speed he was going. He stops for a moment at the beach and then moves again, moving closer the the barrier.]

Batarangs.

[Bart nods sagely. If you're going to present a working theory on puns, you best have thought it through.]

They let him in for 'batarangs' alone. Plus, there's the whole Batman thing. Do you want to be the one to tell him he's not invited? I know I wouldn't do it. No one would.

[He follows Kon along, trying to learn this route to wherever. Obviously, the barrier goes all the turtle, but knowing the shortest way out to the edge could be helpful. When Kon stops at the beach, so does Bart. There's a split second of hesitation to follow again; he's still looking around, but he refuses to fall that far behind and picks up the pursuit again.

[Batarangs, of course. He wrinkles his nose at the thought, Batman wasn't so scary. Well okay he was, because he saw what he had to do for the week of punishment. Batman would just show up regardless with the membership card and parking space.

Kon keeps racing towards the barrier, the faint dip in altitude told him he was getting close and that his powers were slowly starting to falter. He doesn't go as fast as he had with Nita, that sudden stop had sucked, but his movements are a little cautious. He's looking down watching Bart.]

Not that far.

How far is not that -

[The question doesn't need to be answered, because in the time that asking took, his powers take enough of a hit that his feet aren't keeping up with the momentum of his upper body. Bart trips and goes tumbling. He doesn't skid far enough to get knocked out by the barrier, but he's definitely woozy.]

Oh. That far.

[Bart sits up and shakes his head to try and clear it.]

Yep. Hate this place.

[Kon watches him as he loses the speed he has and skids. He barks out a laugh and picks him up with his ttk. It's not as strong and he's only able to lift him by a meter from the water and heads back to the beach with a dripping Bart.]

Hey, I did tell you. Just a good thing I still got my tactile telekinesis that I can drag your wet ass back quicker than you can swim.

[Okay, he was still replaying the image of Bart in his mind and it had him cracking up again as he dumps the speedster on the beach. He calms down and wipes at his eyes.]

Oh man, that was killer. There's also like another mile of water until you hit the point I did.

[Bart is mock-glaring at Kon from under a curtain of wet hair plastered to his forehead. He sighs and strips off his wet t-shirt, wringing out what seems like buckets of water before donning the now wrinkled, damp mess once more. There's nothing he can do about his pants, right now.]

You did. I didn't think it would hit that fast. Thanks for fishing me out.

[He smiles a little with that. Kon could have easily made him swim to shore.]

I wonder if I can vibrate the water out of my clothes. I'm kinda afraid to try, if this is the only normal stuff I get. It's a little cold, though. We good here? Anything else I need to see?

[He could have, but then he would had to wait for Bart to get close to the shore so he could talk to him again. And that wouldn't have been so much fun...even if it was countered by the fact he'd have watched wade back.]

There's people here who make clothes, so you can get them pretty normal too.

[There's a shrug as Kon floats up and he thinks for a moment.]

Uh, just the good places to eat.

That sounds good. T-shirts are easy, right? Jeans might be too much to hope for.

[Bart looks at himself and shakes his head, before trying to get his hair to slick backwards.]

How 'good' are we talking? Because I don't think a lot of places are going to let me in like this. No shoes, no shirt, no service. It needs an addition: no dripping on the floor. Wanna just blaze by 'em?

Man they're either gonna love you for how much you're gonna eat of they're gonna hate you for ordering loads and eatin' them out of everything they have.

The foods better than what you expect. They have a lot of different meats here but they taste okay. I mean it might be a little harder for you cause there's the whole rationing thing.

Hope you're as good at remembering places as you are at useless knowledge. [By useless, he means the crap you could win a pub quiz with.]

Let's go with love. As long as I'm paying, I don't think they'll mind. Maybe I should go to more than one place when I'm really hungry. Just to even it out.

[A mildly disgusted look crosses his face. He's not happy with the rationing, but now he's wondering if he's going to accidentally eat a household pet.]

Yeah. I'll deal with it. I've got the places down. I think. Race you to the Metal Sector.

[A blink, and he's thirty feet ahead.]

You coming, slowpoke?

[He doesn't even have the time to think and register 'race you to the Metal Sector' before Bart's gone and then he hears him again. He stares for a second and then takes off, racing after him.]

You are so on! [Slowpoke? He pushes a little harder to get himself to go faster. Taking a slightly different turn here and there. Not a short cut, there wasn't really any short cuts until you going into the Sector you wanted.]

Last one there buys dinner.

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