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[newsbeat]

"Leave a message after the beep."

*BEEP*

un: superman2
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father son talks.

[solarson]

( it's sometime in the afternoon that jon taps down there on the balcony, donned in his red and blue superboy costume, and makes his way inside the apartment clark has for himself here in the building. granted, given where he was, he could have just made his way back up through the hallways, but. he'd decided to go explore a little around etraya before heading back.

tapping his sneakers against the side of the balcony to make sure he doesn't bring any dirt in with him, he closes the glass door behind him and wanders through the place, beelining it for the kitchen to see if there's a snack available. )

Dad? Are you here?

[newsbeat]

In here, Jon.

[Clark walks out of the larger bedroom, more or less finished putting away his newly acquired stuff. It's close enough for now, anyway. There's not all that much, but even getting set up in a new place after being interdimensionally transported against his will does take some time.]

Just tidying up. You been doing some exploring?

[He's not even a little surprised that Jon didn't come in the front door of the apartment. Clark probably wouldn't, either.]

[solarson]

( he manages to locate a bag of chips and helps himself to a couple handfuls of those before he makes his way to where his dad is, chips in hand. )

Yeah, a little bit.

( even though damian's dad had told him to be mindful of such a thing with lex luthor here, but. it's fine. he'd stayed as high as he could in the sky anyways, so. yeah! )

I found Batman and talked to him for you.

call | un: dailyplanet

[thisisontherecord]

( Ring, ring, Clark Kent, this is your girlfriend calling. Only she gets to be called dailyplanet everywhere because there's no separate cell network and you also don't have a separate cellphone. )

call | un: .......superman2

[newsbeat]

'Daily Planet'?

[He sounds amused, but in a charmed sort of way.]

[thisisontherecord]

Says "Superman2."

( She would be more amused by that if a. she wasn't just Bothered right now. )

Can I catch you alone for a bit sometime in a sooner sense? Sadly not for the more fun reasons I can think of.

text | un: batman

[theknightshift]

[ There's nothing else in this message but a place marked on Clark's map. It's out in Nova City, near Big Belly Burger. ]

[newsbeat]

[Oh, great. A cryptic call-out. Can't be Luthor, he wouldn't be willing or able to tone down the megalomania.

Probably he shouldn't just follow this perfunctory summoning. Obviously he's going to anyway.]

action | right after september mission announcement

[thisisontherecord]

( Lois sits down on the chair, one leg tucked up beneath her as she looks over to Clark. )

There went our summer, huh?

( She'd been reading the older entries, before Aurora was using anything like a calendar. Now they're almost halfway in September when it should be early July.

These aren't even relevant details. What Aurora said was coming is, and while part of her is glad the psychosis threat isn't happening with the additional concern of superpsychosis... and that is not small. Not having to worry about him or Jon like that. )

Penny for your thoughts?

( She reaches into her pocket, leaning back so she can finangle out an oval of a squished penny with Mt. Rushmore pressed into it. She'd found it in one of the stores around Etraya a few days ago. Kept it for the weird novelty. Now she's holding it out to Clark as an invitation. )

[newsbeat]

[That actually gets half a laugh, which speaks to both the absurdity of the calendar situation and Clark's affection for Lois, considering his mood does not otherwise lend itself to humor at all.]

My thoughts?

[He takes the penny, but he doesn't look happy. Apparently a penny is only good for honesty, not false cheer. That's fine though, he knows she doesn't want that.]

My thoughts are that this is going to suck.

[thisisontherecord]

Yeah. It is.

( Simple acknowledgement. Or not as simple as it seems. She smiles a little, but her expression settles into serious, studying his face. )

What can I do to help you navigate this whole thing?

text. b.

[batsymbol]

I take it you survived the mission?

[newsbeat]

Did you have a plan for if I didn't and just never replied to this message?

text. un: superboy

[solarson]

dad?

[newsbeat]

Yeah, buddy?

telepathic phone

[sophielicious]

/Come to NYX. Let's hang out a little, and I'll show you around./

[newsbeat]

/Yeah, sure. I'm not doing anything right now./

[Aside from throwing away some stuff Krypto chewed up.]

text. b.

[batsymbol]

Rooftop of The Daily Planet. Meet there in 10 minutes.

[newsbeat]

I could be in the middle of something, you know.

[But they both know he'll be there.]

text. b.

[batsymbol]

( during mission 012, clark gets a text. )

Where are you?

whoof sorry I like....blinked and days and days passed

[newsbeat]

I can be wherever I need to be if it's an emergency.

[lingeringshadow]

[A little bird has told Illyana something interesting - that is, a certain superhero is now cooking at NYX. Sure, she can cook for herself, unlike Sophie, but... If she doesn't have to...

So Illyana waits until his shift, sneaking into the kitchen through the back door. For once, she's not wearing her whole spiky goth get up. Today it's just a t-shirt that helpfully says "Cyclops Was Right" and some torn up black jeans. Her stealth isn't magically assisted, so it'll likely fail completely with that super hearing of his, but she still lets out her most dramatic:]

Boo.

[newsbeat]

Ahhh!

[It's said with complete casualness and no sign of fear at all. Yeah, of course he heard her coming.]

Hi, Illyana.

[sophielicious]

/So, darling, tell me a thing. Do we know a superhero from your world named 'Vigilante'?/

[newsbeat]

/Yep. I don't know much about him, but I know we're from the same place./