DC Legends of Tomorrow: The Glitch: Glitching Through Time

Ch 4: Whoops

"And we've arrived. Gideon, if you wouldn't mind camouflaging us as an alpine meadow, perhaps?" Rip announced then questioned his AI companion.

" What are you complaining about now? It's not like we time-jumped." Snart said to mick who was leaned forward in his seat palm rubbing his head which was sore.

"I hate flying, especially in whatever this thing is." Mick responded clearly annoyed at his growing headaches.

"Where exactly are we?" Carter asked standing up out of his seat.

" We're still in 1975, right? " Kendra questioned Ri'p going along with her mate.

"Indeed. October 1975 on the fjords of northern Norway." Rip said getting up and walking into his office his trench coat flowing behind him as he walked.

"Sounds like a vacation." Snart pointed out.

"Which we can take as soon as the threat of Savage has been neutralized, Mr. Snart." Rip instantly responded.

"That's Aldus's notebook." Carter observed as Rip took the book off his desk walking back over to the group with it in his grasp.

"Now he theorized that Savage might be here, and if he's right, and if we can capture Savage, then at least Professor Boardman didn't die in vain." Rip said."Can't we just go back and save Aldus?" kendra queried.

"He was our son." Carter pointed out.

"Look, I'm sorry. We can't go back and change events in which we participated. Time would fold in on itself, creating a temporal vortex.

"Which sounds way cooler than it is." Ray said backing RIp up.

"Ooh yeah. Not fun." Clarity agreed her mind flashing back to when barry created a time portal to go back and save his mother and then that lovely swirling vortex had appeared in the sky.

"Forgetting physics for a second, shouldn't we figure out what Savage is doing in Norway?" Sara asked the group.

"Rebirth of the vikings?" Clarity guessed.

"Good guess but according to Gideon, there is a large meeting of terrorists and fringe groups looking to buy illegal arms." Rip said as he peered at the screen in front of him.

"Close enough" Clarity shrugged.

"Now that sounds like a vacation." Mick smiled from his seat.

"Arms dealers and terrorists aren't exactly our kind of people, but they're the next best thing." Snart said translating once again for Mick as he leaned toward sara who outwardly appeared unamused. But inwardly she thought that snart was flirting with her. She brushed it off. Probably too many dollar beers at the bar.

"Well, looks like you and your lapdog get to earn your keep." Carter said.

"I'm no one's lapdog, bird-man." Mick warned is tone sounding a bit pissed.

"Good job Giddy" Clarity praised.

"Thank you clarity" Gideon responded pridefully.

"So what exactly does one wear to a black market arms bazaar, anyway?" Kendra asked arms crossed.

" The Waverider has a fabrication room which can fashion temporally-indigenous, uh, fashion."

Rip informed the team. He took a few cautious steps away as he saw clarity's eyes brighten. They literally glowed for a second.

"You've got a room that makes clothing?" Jax asked

"Doesn't everyone?" Rip responded flippantly.