Impediments.
Who: Superman, Lex Luthor
What: Lex's head + wall.
Where: The sky.
Lex was such a bastard about it.
All smirks and self-compliance. It was infuriating, but it made things easier. When he'd first heard Lex was to be released on bail, Clark had vacillated between relief and indignation, almost settling upon a strange stomach-upsetting combination of anger and happiness and confusion, when Lex just had to be such a bastard about it.
He just didn't give a flying fuck. There was no change, no learning from mistakes. Why Clark had to care so much in turn was beyond him. Moreover, the system had failed. Clark's faith in the law, in Lex, in possibly the world was jeopardized at that moment, as he shot through the air to Lex's penthouse. But he knew something had to be done. Today the system had let a madman with too much money free without so much as a clip around the ears. Something had to be done.
Scan of the perimeter to locate Lex sitting at his desk on the phone. Broken window; no time for a struggle. Empty penthouse.
What: Lex's head + wall.
Where: The sky.
Lex was such a bastard about it.
All smirks and self-compliance. It was infuriating, but it made things easier. When he'd first heard Lex was to be released on bail, Clark had vacillated between relief and indignation, almost settling upon a strange stomach-upsetting combination of anger and happiness and confusion, when Lex just had to be such a bastard about it.
He just didn't give a flying fuck. There was no change, no learning from mistakes. Why Clark had to care so much in turn was beyond him. Moreover, the system had failed. Clark's faith in the law, in Lex, in possibly the world was jeopardized at that moment, as he shot through the air to Lex's penthouse. But he knew something had to be done. Today the system had let a madman with too much money free without so much as a clip around the ears. Something had to be done.
Scan of the perimeter to locate Lex sitting at his desk on the phone. Broken window; no time for a struggle. Empty penthouse.