[ That second between when Cisco puts the cuffs on Genji and when all the plants go limp and still is a very long one. The sigh that Cisco lets out when all the vines stop wriggling around is undeniably one of relief. He might have acted confident, running over with these, but it's clear just from that reaction that he wasn't entirely sure it would work. Not everyone here has powers that mimic metahuman abilities closely enough that his tech can work on them. He knows for a fact that those cuffs do absolutely nothing on magic users, for instance, like Taako or Lup. ]
This is only for now. I can replicate the power-dampening tech on something less-
[ And now, thanks to Hana and her teasing, Cisco has to pause to really go through his entire vocabulary for what synonym is going to sound the least BDSM. Thanks for that, Hana. ]
-less, um, obstructive.
[ When Genji says his back is itching, and makes that small rolling movement with his shoulders, the corner of Cisco's mouth turns down in a frown. He knows exactly what's happening, has felt the exact same thing as he was designing and building these cuffs, testing them on himself. ]
Yeah that's sort of an... unfortunate side effect. Never heard anybody say it's an itchy back before, but you can expect a sort of overall icky feeling. It's not gonna get any worse, but it's not gonna go away, either. Not while you've got those bad boys on.
[ He shoots Hana a you're not helping look when she asks if he brought a back scratcher - just a quick look and a widening of his eyes, though there's a fondness in it, too. ]
No, but if you keep sassing I'm not gonna give you your present, either.
[ A threat he clearly doesn't intend to follow through on, because immediately he fishes in his pocket and pulls out a little single-serving (?) packet of anti-histamines, lobbing it over in Hana's direction. ]
Wouldn't mix that shit with caffeine unless you want a trip straight to the astral plane.
[ And then, as if on cue, Cisco is the one who sneezes - there really is an insane amount of pollen in the air. Sniffling a little, he turns to Genji and asks: ]
no subject
This is only for now. I can replicate the power-dampening tech on something less-
[ And now, thanks to Hana and her teasing, Cisco has to pause to really go through his entire vocabulary for what synonym is going to sound the least BDSM. Thanks for that, Hana. ]
-less, um, obstructive.
[ When Genji says his back is itching, and makes that small rolling movement with his shoulders, the corner of Cisco's mouth turns down in a frown. He knows exactly what's happening, has felt the exact same thing as he was designing and building these cuffs, testing them on himself. ]
Yeah that's sort of an... unfortunate side effect. Never heard anybody say it's an itchy back before, but you can expect a sort of overall icky feeling. It's not gonna get any worse, but it's not gonna go away, either. Not while you've got those bad boys on.
[ He shoots Hana a you're not helping look when she asks if he brought a back scratcher - just a quick look and a widening of his eyes, though there's a fondness in it, too. ]
No, but if you keep sassing I'm not gonna give you your present, either.
[ A threat he clearly doesn't intend to follow through on, because immediately he fishes in his pocket and pulls out a little single-serving (?) packet of anti-histamines, lobbing it over in Hana's direction. ]
Wouldn't mix that shit with caffeine unless you want a trip straight to the astral plane.
[ And then, as if on cue, Cisco is the one who sneezes - there really is an insane amount of pollen in the air. Sniffling a little, he turns to Genji and asks: ]
Okay. Now. What the hell happened?!