[Thread] Locked Shut
Characters: AU!Kon-El/Superboy, AU!Lyle Norg
Where: The Basement of the Office Building
When: During or just after the Meatpuppet plot.
Summary: Lyle's slightly hurt and locked in the office basement. Kon comes to help!
Warnings: None.
The room was a little cold. Perhaps the air conditioning concentrated down there. But it was more then bearable, especially when he wasn't on the ground anymore. Lyle had woken up violently, like Lightning Lad himself had sent a bolt through his body. But it was probably just remnants of adrenaline from the fight that had knocked him out. He didn't remember the moments surrounding his unconsciousness, just that Dani had suddenly attacked him. The honorary Legionnaire, obviously being under someone else's control, then had some how brought him down into the basement, tied him up, and left him there. Maybe she had gone after their other teammates? Oh man, he hoped they were okay. Here he was, sitting around waiting to be saved while his friends could be in danger.
The teen ran a hand through his hair carelessly and paid the price with a flash of pain. He'd found himself almost face first on the floor, his temple tickling with a think line of his blood that ran from the back of his head down to his chin. Without even flinching, Lyle had escaped from his binding, but as a result his wrists were impossible painful. He'd had to pop one out of it's socket to wriggle from the ropes at one point.
"Sprock..." He turning his head a little to the right, eying the door. There was something big and heavy blocking it, that much was sure, but he couldn't help cursing it, wanting nothing more then to curl up in his own bed and sleep away his pounding, painful headache.
Where: The Basement of the Office Building
When: During or just after the Meatpuppet plot.
Summary: Lyle's slightly hurt and locked in the office basement. Kon comes to help!
Warnings: None.
The room was a little cold. Perhaps the air conditioning concentrated down there. But it was more then bearable, especially when he wasn't on the ground anymore. Lyle had woken up violently, like Lightning Lad himself had sent a bolt through his body. But it was probably just remnants of adrenaline from the fight that had knocked him out. He didn't remember the moments surrounding his unconsciousness, just that Dani had suddenly attacked him. The honorary Legionnaire, obviously being under someone else's control, then had some how brought him down into the basement, tied him up, and left him there. Maybe she had gone after their other teammates? Oh man, he hoped they were okay. Here he was, sitting around waiting to be saved while his friends could be in danger.
The teen ran a hand through his hair carelessly and paid the price with a flash of pain. He'd found himself almost face first on the floor, his temple tickling with a think line of his blood that ran from the back of his head down to his chin. Without even flinching, Lyle had escaped from his binding, but as a result his wrists were impossible painful. He'd had to pop one out of it's socket to wriggle from the ropes at one point.
"Sprock..." He turning his head a little to the right, eying the door. There was something big and heavy blocking it, that much was sure, but he couldn't help cursing it, wanting nothing more then to curl up in his own bed and sleep away his pounding, painful headache.