There's a certain superhero near the back of the bar. He's doing a handstand, perfectly, and those eyes are closed. All he hears is the noises around him but he's not allowing them to break his concentration. Even if him just being in sweatpants might break everyone else's concentration. But the playboy superhero hasn't really thought about that ( Read more... )

"--No," Riley protests, doing a weird sort of jerky shuffle-step as he hops into the bar on one leg, one side first, clearly yanking against something. "No, would you -- hey! Bad dog! Bad, bad dog! I am not a chew tThe sound of growling from through the door (and from the leg that is not yet visible in the bar) and then a yelp, presumably as the ( Read more... )

Here, Milliways, have a fake!farmboy. Still 100% alien, though.

For once, he's not actually here because he wants to be. Well, he's here on purpose, but it's business more than anything else. Three weeks isn't enough time to get complacent. If Kent is here, he needs to be taken care of.

At least the coffee's good.

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There's an Atlantean at the bar. No, no, not the drink. The tall blond in orange and green. Yeah, the cute one toweling off after a morning swim in the lake.

(Yes, he's wearing trunks and a tank top)

Come say hello to AC.

tiny tag: Arthur Curry

Far be it for the narration to go around toting the Grear Power of teenage hormones, but Bart does look better today. He's stolen one of the sofas for clearly devious drawing purposes and is settled into it comfortably with pencils and sketchbook and a blanket which does not make this cute or cuddly at allHe might've even eaten today without Jenny ( Read more... )

Speedster.

Booth.

Lonely and ignored bowl of cold soup.

Bovver at will.

[Life isn't fun for meteor freaks in Smallville. But sometimes, cures may offer a hopeful future. After investigation, a decision is made. But not everyone is happy about it. And in the end, the right decision might've been the wrong one. Good thing Clark is around to save the day.]It's been a few days since Clark rescued her from Dr Knox. ( Read more... )

[millitimed to last night, after this]

It's kind of funny how fast some things can become trivial. Chloe knows better than to think she can ever chase after Bart once he hits superspeed. So, unsurprisingly, she'll turn to the one man who can. Not looking back, she makes her way to the bar and begins to scribble a note on a napkin.

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It's conspicuous and inconspicuous at the same time. It appears with no fanfare, no flashing lights.

But the simple fact that it's half of a jail cell sticking out of the wall next to the front door makes it hard to miss. It's not a terribly clean jail cell, either. There's rust on the bars, oil from countless pleading hands smeared on the ( Read more... )