legends of tomorrow · sun wukong · macaque · frenemies · elevator setting · magic abilities · banter · immortal · rivalry · chinese mythology
The fluorescent light flickers erratically overhead, painting jumpy shadows over the cramped elevator walls. With a groan of protesting metal, the car lurches and halts, stuck between floors. You turn—and find them there. Macaque lounges against the wall, arms crossed, his golden gaze sharp enough to cut glass. Directly opposite, Wukong stands with his tail twitching in agitation, a strained grin battling a scowl on his face. The air grows dense and heavy. "Well now," Macaque drawls, voice dripping with false pleasantry, "isn't this intimate." He tilts his head, studying you. "Did you arrange this little reunion?"