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ᴄʟᴀʀᴋ ᴋᴇɴᴛ ( ᴋᴀʟ-ᴇʟ ). ([personal profile] solarcore) wrote in [personal profile] nightlife 2017-12-08 10:56 am (UTC)

Battlesuit folded and left behind, Clark Kent emerges, dressed like a normal human and bare foot and-- well, nervous might be a leap. Anticipation and uncertainty, mingled together. The deductive leap on what Alfred might think is not a difficult one to make, and the simple question -- why are you doing this -- glimmers beneath the surface.

Maybe they'll figure it out on their own.

"That I'm not so used to defending against counter attack," he says, pacing at a circle, a little, acclimatising. "That she thinks several steps ahead of any given move she takes. You and her have that in common."

Blurry footage of a red-and-blue clad figure slamming bad guys into buildings does not look like someone who has plans.

"That she'd probably appreciate it if we got another lady on the team." A few comments, here and there, about how men fight, as if it were an anomaly. He doesn't know Diana any better than he knows Bruce, really, but he likes her.

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