Zod can scarcely believe his luck. Not that luck was very heavily relied upon, as his tightening grip seems to suggest Darkseid would have to pry Faora from lifeless arms before he left her behind.

Still, it's difficult not to feel like celebrating as the haze of teleportation clears and he sees her, standing in their mansion, outlined by their ( Read more... )

Zod doesn't often need to be reminded of his orders. Especially not when they're this simple; the task itself should be as easy as adding another corpse to a crowded morgue. So being visited and told he has one final day to get it done wasn't part of his plan, nor was the deferment that led to the unpleasant encounter ( Read more... )

Zod hasn't had a good last couple of days. His misunderstanding with Tess was only the beginning of a long downward spiral that finally hit bottom--with a great deal of force--early this morning. To say he's tired and out of sorts would be a gross understatement ( Read more... )

Zod has the unique advantage of being able to treat the phrase 'be right over' quite literally when he wishes to, so there's only a small amount of delay between his use of it and his arrival through the doors of Tess' study. The planning of her upcoming celebration, it seems, is just that urgent of a task ( Read more... )

Zod has never heard Tess like this before. And though he's still not sure what, exactly, brought this on, based on what she said, he can guess the gist of it. All things considered, bringing her more alcohol probably isn't the best of solutions, but then, neither is leaving her to herself ( Read more... )

Staying out of the way while Tess has one-on-one time with his people is not something Zod is used to. It was his idea, of course, but it's still been something of an adjustment having her around and yet having to wait his turn for her attention. Especially when he sees her among his soldiers in passing, looking oddly not at all out of place ( Read more... )

Zod is decidedly more glad to be walking the hall to Tess' study this evening than he was the last time he made the journey. He's in a rather pleasant mood in general, which given recent events, is a nice change. Despite the loss of his motorcycle and the fact that he's here to continue repaying his debt. Entirely against his will, mind you ( Read more... )

Zod has been free from the influence of red kryptonite for a while now, and the abrupt transition from his thoughtless high to the issues that came with his actions hasn't been enjoyable. And as distracted as he's been attempting to keep himself, the necessity of a particular visit with Tess has remained. As has the knowledge that it really can't ( Read more... )

Zod's having a really good day. He hasn't had a really good day in...well, he's not had very many really good days. It didn't begin particularly appealingly, either. Some loose end that one of his people brought to his attention and then a trip to some sort of underground lab. But for whatever reason, he feels inexplicably good now ( Read more... )

The ride from the Major's lodgings to the mansion is hardly a calming one, and Zod's mood has undergone little or no improvement by the time his car pulls up outside. Security is completely ignored, denied even a passing glance, as he enters the building, and his driver compliantly settles in to await his employer's return ( Read more... )