"Did someone get the number of the truck that hit me?" Wally asked as he sat up, rubbing the back of his head. He looked around the room. This wasn't his place. Or his van. Or the Watchtower. Or...you got the idea ( Read more... )

You'd think Lex would have learnt his lesson about using these showers post-jog by now.

But no, he hadn't, and so it was really no one's fault but his own when immediately after turning the water off he turned into an otter. Again.

Not that the otter that was Lex particularly cared about this when he had puddles to splash around in.

[Establishy ( Read more... )

The first thing Lex noticed when he woke up was the hair, it was hard not to, given it was long, red, and also hanging into his eyes and obscuring his vision. He tried combing it off his face with his fingers, only to get them caught in a tangle. "...the hell ( Read more... )

After class, Lex had decided to go jogging, and given the cool weather, used the treadmill in the gym, which in turn lead to needing to use the showers to get the sweat off.

As he rubbed soap over his head, he started singing.

I don't care about my hair ( Read more... )

Lex the otter blinked back into existence, and continued splashing about happily, without so much as missing a beat ( Read more... )

Lex had only intended on having a quick shower (really, his clothes were clean enough to last another few days) before heading back to the library ( Read more... )

Lex didn't so much get out of bed as fall out in a mess of sheets and red curls. He frowned as he got up, this wasn't his room, even if he did recognise some of his things. He didn't remember Dad or Pamela or Mom saying anything about moving either, and he wasn't supposed to go anywhere without someone knowing where he was ( Read more... )

After being ambushed by Lionel at the mixer on Friday, Lex hadn't held out much hope of staying past the weekend. Sure he'd come up with more than enough reasons why he should be allowed to, but even if he wasn't aware of the fact that and his father had fundamentally different definitions of 'good reasons', it would be too much like winning ( Read more... )

Lex Luthor slept the sleep of the just. The sleep of one who was truly at peace with the world and their place in it it ( Read more... )

( November 2nd, Excelsior Academy )