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tampered2008-04-25 04:47 am
solared.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-04-25 04:47 am
Log: Ongoing
When; 24th April
Rating; Wont even make it to PG~
Characters; Clark Kent [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
solared] and Kara Kent [maturesfaster]
Summary; Time for a family gathering, Krypton-style!
Log;
An actual cousin. It didn't matter how many times he thought on it, there was no way he could get his head round the whole idea. Someone else had survived Krypton's explosion. Someone else who also happened to be related to him, and had found their way to Smallville. His entire connection to his birthplace had come in the form of an artificial intelligence, a few 'enemies', and leftover memories. The City had given him a welcome change to all that, allowing him the opportunity to learn more about a place he'd never see.
But now, everything had changed yet again, with one new arrival.
He'd been avoiding her, and he knew it. He was also fairly sure the others knew it too. What did you say to someone who seemed to know all about you when you had no idea they even existed? Someone who'd actually met you before. Like the hero that he was, Clark had backed out of finding an answer to the problem. Instead, he and Shelby had spent most of the day off around the City, using anything he could find as a distraction. It was a plan that only worked for so long however. Even if he hadn't been tired, there was only so much walking the pair could do before they had to return home.
The barn then. He was in the middle of his sixth reorganisation of its contents by the time his network device went off. So it seemed like it was finally time to bite the bullet.
Rating; Wont even make it to PG~
Characters; Clark Kent [
solared] and Kara Kent [maturesfaster]Summary; Time for a family gathering, Krypton-style!
Log;
An actual cousin. It didn't matter how many times he thought on it, there was no way he could get his head round the whole idea. Someone else had survived Krypton's explosion. Someone else who also happened to be related to him, and had found their way to Smallville. His entire connection to his birthplace had come in the form of an artificial intelligence, a few 'enemies', and leftover memories. The City had given him a welcome change to all that, allowing him the opportunity to learn more about a place he'd never see.
But now, everything had changed yet again, with one new arrival.
He'd been avoiding her, and he knew it. He was also fairly sure the others knew it too. What did you say to someone who seemed to know all about you when you had no idea they even existed? Someone who'd actually met you before. Like the hero that he was, Clark had backed out of finding an answer to the problem. Instead, he and Shelby had spent most of the day off around the City, using anything he could find as a distraction. It was a plan that only worked for so long however. Even if he hadn't been tired, there was only so much walking the pair could do before they had to return home.
The barn then. He was in the middle of his sixth reorganisation of its contents by the time his network device went off. So it seemed like it was finally time to bite the bullet.