[catch-all] They say I bang, they never toy with me

[hypothermic]

WHO: Leonard Snart/Captain Cold and anyone unlucky enough to cross his path
WHAT: Catch-All for general shenanigans
WHEN: January
WHERE: Everywhere he shouldn't be and then some
WARNINGS: Violence, potential mentions of child abuse/domestic abuse, general PG-13.

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[circumspector]

She's waiting, her fingers drumming on her table. She does in fact have a bone to pick. Several, in the way of the steak she had been putting aside to deal with her little problem.

So here she was. Waiting to catch whoever it was in the act, because this wasn't a joke, not for her. It's not hard to follow up on it, when she can hear heartbeats, taste the heat of living bodies against the back of her throat, the horrible scent of warm tuna is overwhelming enough to make her feel sick, but the odd tang of cold air is also as noticeable to someone with a nose as sensitive as hers.

So when he does appear, there she is. Waiting with hard black eyes. Animal-wet as she blinks. Drumming her long black claws in her irritation.

"Hey. I've got to talk with you."