For Clark: SuperAnna!

[downsidedarling]

Anna leads Clark through a handy-dandy Nexus portal into her living room.

The front door to her apartment is looking distinctly unwell.

In the way where the doorknob is lying crumpled on the floor, dented with what appear to be finger-marks.

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[downsidedarling]

Anna has found herself a nice wide open space - the same place she took Lex, a few months ago - and is nerving herself up to try out that whole 'flying' thing.

It's harder than she thought.

"Stop thinking like a fucking liveling," she growls to herself, pacing back and forth. "Are you Eight-Hour Chainsaw or aren't you? You are not afraid of this shit. That's ridiculous."

She kicks at a rock angrily. It explodes in a shower of fragments and reddish dust. She scowls.

[hero_farmboy]

"No, but I like to think I at least occasionally learn from my mistakes."

He gives her a look. "It's not a power dampener, Anna. It's radioactive. It does damage."

[downsidedarling]

"Yeah, I know." She crosses her arms. "And that would matter. To a liveling."

[hero_farmboy]

"Like I said, do what you want. Just don't get caught," he adds, words clipped.

[downsidedarling]

"Fuck."

Anna turns around, jaw clenched, and starts walking out of the barn.

"Fine," she throws over her shoulder. "Whatever."

[hero_farmboy]

It may appear as though Clark follows her. He doesn't. Really. He's just going to the house.

He says nothing, however.

[downsidedarling]

Anna is not going to the house.

She's going as far away as she possibly can.

Sadly, she's also far too angry to appreciate that this is her most graceful takeoff of the day.

Whoosh.

[hero_farmboy]

"Show off." Maybe she can hear it, maybe she can't. Clark doesn't care. He stomps into the house, slamming the door behind him.

[downsidedarling]

She can't. Anna has yet to master the hearing, or even get it to trigger at all reliably.

And it's tough to hear things on the ground when you have your head literally in the clouds.