[ He always liked animals. They were the best part about the farm.
But Clark can't see himself living like that for the rest of his life. He can help people from Smallville, but Superman needs to be in a city. He has to be close to people. ]
Would you like to go riding together sometime?
[ Most people would consider that weird for a man who can fly, but Clark likes walking, and riding bicycles or horses. ]
[ He'd thought about riding it. Now he starts to think about the joy of flying beside it. He can do that here, when he's Kal. Not Clark, trying desperately to stay under the radar.
If people here are going to find out what he can do, he'd rather tell them before they see it. ]
[ but her tone turns up at the end like she isn't quite sure. magical messages and clothes that are cleaned in the night and gods who walk among people. ]
[ Sensible aliens don't fly indoors. Clark moves back a few steps and makes sure she's watching him.
Then, he lifts off the ground slowly and hovers. ]
Ta-dah?
[ He covers his nervousness with a smile. Clark hasn't really been able to take joy in his powers. It's only other people that find them wonderful or terrifying. ]
[ zokla's mouth drops open, her expression torn between surprise and elation. peach and knife forgotten, she slides off her seat. her eyes flick up looking for whatever it is keeping him aloft. bending down, she waves a hand under his feet as if she might encounter some support she cannot see. nothing but air above and below. ]
You never said!
[ because clearly this is information he should have opened with. she smacks him on the knee for good measure for keeping it a secret. her knuckles protest the action. ]
[ He lands on the ground just in case she decides to try that again. Clark shrugs helplessly even as he smiles at her. He's always had a hard time saying. ]
she looks from him to his little finger, plainly bemused. swear she understands and she figures this must be how his people seal promises. after a second, she holds out her own pinky. ]
[ The kettle is boiling by now. Clark takes out two mugs and a strainer. This is the first time he's trying out this tea, so he wants to hang around and keep checking on the infusion. ]
( we can finish here or keep threading, I'm good! )
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A couple of times. If I had to pick, I'd sooner work there.
[ zo spears a slice of peach on the tip of the knife and pops it in her mouth. ]
I don't mind getting dirty. Or the animals.
[ subtlety thy name is…half a dozen of them, actually, and currently the high valyrian word for "wolf." ]
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[ He always liked animals. They were the best part about the farm.
But Clark can't see himself living like that for the rest of his life. He can help people from Smallville, but Superman needs to be in a city. He has to be close to people. ]
Would you like to go riding together sometime?
[ Most people would consider that weird for a man who can fly, but Clark likes walking, and riding bicycles or horses. ]
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[ He'd thought about riding it. Now he starts to think about the joy of flying beside it. He can do that here, when he's Kal. Not Clark, trying desperately to stay under the radar.
If people here are going to find out what he can do, he'd rather tell them before they see it. ]
Yeah, why not? I can keep up.
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It flies. How will you keep up?
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[ He grins at her boyishly and leans forward to whisper. ]
I can fly too.
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You cannot.
[ but her tone turns up at the end like she isn't quite sure. magical messages and clothes that are cleaned in the night and gods who walk among people. ]
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Clark shakes his head with a smile. ]
I'm Kryptonian. We can all do it.
[ Since the population of Krypton is currently at 1, he's not lying. ]
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Prove it.
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Then, he lifts off the ground slowly and hovers. ]
Ta-dah?
[ He covers his nervousness with a smile. Clark hasn't really been able to take joy in his powers. It's only other people that find them wonderful or terrifying. ]
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You never said!
[ because clearly this is information he should have opened with. she smacks him on the knee for good measure for keeping it a secret. her knuckles protest the action. ]
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Surprise?
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How do you do that? Did you learn how? Can you teach me?
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[ His father had said to keep testing his limits. He's even stronger than he knows. ]
I was born being able to do it, so I'm sorry, I can't teach you how. But I could take you with me as high as you want to go.
[ As high as it'll be for her to be able to breathe normally. She scans as human to him after all. ]
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it's a testament to her youth, perhaps, or her unmatched mettle that still her eyes light up and excitement thrums through her. she could fly. ]
For true? It's not a jape?
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It's not. Pinky swear.
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she looks from him to his little finger, plainly bemused. swear she understands and she figures this must be how his people seal promises. after a second, she holds out her own pinky. ]
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Now it's a promise. Whenever you want, we can go.
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After the tea.
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[ The kettle is boiling by now. Clark takes out two mugs and a strainer. This is the first time he's trying out this tea, so he wants to hang around and keep checking on the infusion. ]
( we can finish here or keep threading, I'm good! )