nightlife: ( commission / dnt pls ) (0159)
faithful. ([personal profile] nightlife) wrote 2021-07-08 01:12 am (UTC)

I was sent to protect that.

Will there ever be a day when the reminder doesn't send a pang of guilt through him. Maybe not. Bruce thinks it might be for the best that he always feels like, and never becomes numb to his failures. Find the line between torturing himself and staying in check. (Just takes your medication and don't take it with alcohol, perhaps, Mr Wayne.)

But it pushes his thoughts in a direction that brings him to say: "You were Jor-El's assistant. We're speaking to his goals. I know that you had to be rebuilt patchwork between the remnants of that and the keepers in the ship, but you'll have to decide who and what you are, and let the rest be a tool."

Too bad, that they weren't able to recover the echo of Jor himself, but Zod's purge had been too thorough for it. Bruce watches Kelex, and the silvery teardrop moves nearer to Clark - Kal, he reminds himself - before going away again, more purpose to its unearthly hovering.

"What you seek is not fully operable," Kelex tells them. But all the same, the display shifts, solid mercury wall beginning to form a map of some inner part of the ship, chambers and equipment, some of which he's glimpsed before, but mostly not.

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