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tushanshu_logs2014-03-22 05:06 pm
andaway) wrote in tushanshu_logs2014-03-22 05:06 pm
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Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand
Characters: Superman & you?
Date: From 22/03 for Superman, a week later or so for Clark Kent.
Location: All over the turtle
Situation: Kal's finally decided to step out of prison, start actually getting consequences for his actions. This is something of a catch all for everyone who wants to talk to Superman or Clark after his stay in the prison. Threadstarters tba (if you want one poke me at plurk!![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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Warnings/Rating: There might be talk of murder, will edit if needed
[Superman - Flying (low) around the turtle]
He wasn't quite sure what to do.
He had to pay visits, talk to those he'd personally offended, but- then, what? What next? The world hadn't ended, his life had kept on going. He'd killed, maimed, hurt both with his words and with his fists and yet he was still alive. What was he supposed to do, pretend nothing happened? Pretend he wasn't afraid of it happening again? Pretend the memories of it wouldn't hurt him every time he closed his eyes?
This is what he wondered as he flies around the turtle in full costume... deciding he should, at least, let himself be seen. He'd been so comfortable hiding in prison, but that was done. Superman was back, and Mark had been right about something: the longer he hid from others the worse the memories would get. The hardest forgiving him would be.
So he simply flew around, the way he used to do back in Metropolis in his 'patrols'. Having his power back was honestly a relief, after so long without them. If he saw any signs of trouble for both Kedan and Foreigners he'd fly down and try to help- even though there were a lot of heroes who could have easily done his job in this place.
[Clark Kent - Work (Radio) / Grocery shopping around the turtle]
Using his fake leg as Clark Kent was the hardest time. Not because it didn't fit, or do his job properly (it was Jor-El's work, of course it did). But the phantom pains where still there, still present and somehow they got worse the more he spent as Clark Kent. As Superman he could simply hover, stop touching the ground with his bad leg- or maybe it was simply a psychological thing? Maybe he reverted back to human weaknesses when he was being human, as he'd done when he'd had electrical powers.
Still, he had to get back to work. Lois had been overworked for long enough as it was, and even though his father's bots had done a great job acting like he did (again, Jor-El's work) he couldn't stay away from being Clark Kent. It was as much of a part of him as Superman was, and after a week he decided it had been enough waiting to cast away any suspicions about Superman and Clark.
So he could be found in the Radio's office, doing his job... or simply at the markets, getting what looked like enough food to feed a legion. After the time in the bottle and the time in prison, he wanted to make sure Lois was finally eating right.
Date: From 22/03 for Superman, a week later or so for Clark Kent.
Location: All over the turtle
Situation: Kal's finally decided to step out of prison, start actually getting consequences for his actions. This is something of a catch all for everyone who wants to talk to Superman or Clark after his stay in the prison. Threadstarters tba (if you want one poke me at plurk!
Warnings/Rating: There might be talk of murder, will edit if needed
[Superman - Flying (low) around the turtle]
He wasn't quite sure what to do.
He had to pay visits, talk to those he'd personally offended, but- then, what? What next? The world hadn't ended, his life had kept on going. He'd killed, maimed, hurt both with his words and with his fists and yet he was still alive. What was he supposed to do, pretend nothing happened? Pretend he wasn't afraid of it happening again? Pretend the memories of it wouldn't hurt him every time he closed his eyes?
This is what he wondered as he flies around the turtle in full costume... deciding he should, at least, let himself be seen. He'd been so comfortable hiding in prison, but that was done. Superman was back, and Mark had been right about something: the longer he hid from others the worse the memories would get. The hardest forgiving him would be.
So he simply flew around, the way he used to do back in Metropolis in his 'patrols'. Having his power back was honestly a relief, after so long without them. If he saw any signs of trouble for both Kedan and Foreigners he'd fly down and try to help- even though there were a lot of heroes who could have easily done his job in this place.
[Clark Kent - Work (Radio) / Grocery shopping around the turtle]
Using his fake leg as Clark Kent was the hardest time. Not because it didn't fit, or do his job properly (it was Jor-El's work, of course it did). But the phantom pains where still there, still present and somehow they got worse the more he spent as Clark Kent. As Superman he could simply hover, stop touching the ground with his bad leg- or maybe it was simply a psychological thing? Maybe he reverted back to human weaknesses when he was being human, as he'd done when he'd had electrical powers.
Still, he had to get back to work. Lois had been overworked for long enough as it was, and even though his father's bots had done a great job acting like he did (again, Jor-El's work) he couldn't stay away from being Clark Kent. It was as much of a part of him as Superman was, and after a week he decided it had been enough waiting to cast away any suspicions about Superman and Clark.
So he could be found in the Radio's office, doing his job... or simply at the markets, getting what looked like enough food to feed a legion. After the time in the bottle and the time in prison, he wanted to make sure Lois was finally eating right.
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It hadn't been the entirety of her worries, but Zatanna would be the first to admit it had been a huge part. She hadn't really done that much once she'd been affected after the fact. There was the battle with Sabriel, sure, but she hadn't necessarily instigated that one. And she barely knew the other magic user. It had been a fair fight, one she'd lost (thankfully), and really her only other major 'crime'.
But the incident with Jack...
She straightened a little in her seat, swallowing her bite of pie as she shook her head. "No, you didn't manipulate me. Not the way you're probably thinking." It was actually...touching, in a way, to know that she was the only one he hadn't tried to kill. Like there had still been some part of them deep down that remembered their bond. "Everything I...she did...it was all voluntarily. She wanted to. That much, I can say for certain."
wow 'clone' not 'son' up there, wish fulfillment much self?
"Just like everything he did was what he wanted to do. I'd say it's 'good', but if the situation had been any good at all we would't be having this conversation." He took a bite of the pie. To this day he thought there was no problem pie couldn't solve, and if pie did not solve it then there was no trouble at all.
"Is everything alright between us, then?"
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She, too, took another bite. The warmth of the apple filling flooding her mouth, soothing her as if it contained some unidentified magic of its own.