[ More pods. Clark didn't know if he was horrified or just numb to the fact that there were more people out there.
Once he got over his momentary shock, he hadn't wasted any time in checking the contents. A cursory scan was enough to see if people were still breathing and with that, Clark wrenched the doors open, tossing them to the side.
Carefully, Clark backs up to give them any breathing room they might need, crouching down to eye level and speaking calmly. ]
Breathe. It'll be all right.
[ THE FOSSILIZED TREE ]
[ Clark wasn't used to people.
That wasn't the full truth. The full truth was Clark wasn't used to people being nice to him, or wanting him around. And it was . . . difficult. It wasn't the rosy fantasy he had pictured it out to be and even now, he feels like he's stumbling in the dark, trying to figure out who he is and who he is meant to be.
The helpful alien? The nice guy?
None of them quite fit, nothing felt quite right and the longer they remained here, the longer Clark felt like a stranger in a strange land. Constantly trying to navigate people and landmarks in the dark. So, after he's checked up on the others and set up perimeters with a few other helpful people, Clark finds himself retiring to the tree. Everything slows down and it feels like he can breathe easy. ]
[ WILDCARD ]
[ Embark on a golden age adventure with superman! Or something else. ]
Clark Kent | OTA
[ More pods. Clark didn't know if he was horrified or just numb to the fact that there were more people out there.
Once he got over his momentary shock, he hadn't wasted any time in checking the contents. A cursory scan was enough to see if people were still breathing and with that, Clark wrenched the doors open, tossing them to the side.
Carefully, Clark backs up to give them any breathing room they might need, crouching down to eye level and speaking calmly. ]
Breathe. It'll be all right.
[ THE FOSSILIZED TREE ]
[ Clark wasn't used to people.
That wasn't the full truth. The full truth was Clark wasn't used to people being nice to him, or wanting him around. And it was . . . difficult. It wasn't the rosy fantasy he had pictured it out to be and even now, he feels like he's stumbling in the dark, trying to figure out who he is and who he is meant to be.
The helpful alien? The nice guy?
None of them quite fit, nothing felt quite right and the longer they remained here, the longer Clark felt like a stranger in a strange land. Constantly trying to navigate people and landmarks in the dark. So, after he's checked up on the others and set up perimeters with a few other helpful people, Clark finds himself retiring to the tree. Everything slows down and it feels like he can breathe easy. ]
[ WILDCARD ]
[ Embark on a golden age adventure with superman! Or something else. ]