Central Park [rp fpr girl_ofsecrets]
It took him all of ten seconds to get to New York, and ten more to find the park. Sure, he has Clark's memories of being in the city before, but that was just to visit that stupid scientist, Swann. Sightseeing hadn't been on Kent's list of Things to Do. Unsurprisingly.
By the time the hour's fully up, he knows every inch of the place. He can hear every rustle of the leaves in the wind, every other late night conversation, every animal scurrying about.
And he's starting to get bored. But his interest is piqued; he really has no idea who this girl is. Obviously, someone Kent met after he 'volunteered' his DNA and memories, or maybe he just needs to see her for them to kick in. That happens, sometimes.
He's also wondering just why Kent keeps picking girls up if he's not going to do anything with them. But then, that's what he's here to find out. And maybe play a game or two of his own.
By the time the hour's fully up, he knows every inch of the place. He can hear every rustle of the leaves in the wind, every other late night conversation, every animal scurrying about.
And he's starting to get bored. But his interest is piqued; he really has no idea who this girl is. Obviously, someone Kent met after he 'volunteered' his DNA and memories, or maybe he just needs to see her for them to kick in. That happens, sometimes.
He's also wondering just why Kent keeps picking girls up if he's not going to do anything with them. But then, that's what he's here to find out. And maybe play a game or two of his own.