But Bruce was seated at a cushion at his feet, and if Kal did anything so rash as tuck a flower behind his ear, he would merely cast his eyes down demurely. No insults, no gibes, just sweetness and docility.
But he would look very pretty! ...And, I suppose, he might insult him later? :p
Kal's hands itched suddenly to crush the flowers, to shatter the columns, to scatter the pieces of the game across the porch. Anything to break the cloying silence and give him back the astringency of Bruce's mocking voice.
*pets Kal carefully*
Kal somehow doubted that.
I do too!
Kal felt his breath catch. "I want to see it! I want to see all of it. Even the little I did see--" He remembered the gnarled forests, the rolling fields and scrublands, the mountains soaring into the sky, "--I want more. I want to know it all."
*pets Kal again*
"He heard my despair, my confusion, and rage and hope, and he came to me. He told me that I wasn't alone." Her smile was terribly sweet. "He didn't know it then, but I knew it right away, that I'd never be alone again with him in my life." She touched her hand to her heart again, gently. "Not even galaxies," she murmured.
*hugs Kara*
"Of course I do," said Kal. The dirt was cool under his hand; he crumbled a small clot of earth between his fingers. "Of course I do."
*pets Kal*
Kal looked back at the moon. Through the slight slimmering distortion of the glass it was even more lovely. He put his empty hand back down on the earth.
After a moment, warm fingers rested on it, light but sure.
They sat together and watched the moon slide down the sky. Kal felt the grass under his hand, the warmth of Bruce's touch over it. He seemed to feel the earth beneath him, spinning them inexorably into the future, hurtling them through space, toward freedom or failure.
I won't fail you, he thought, unsure if he meant Bruce or the earth itself.
I won't fail.
*huggles Kal and Bruce*
Bruce looked down at his hands. "Leaving. Being sold. I can escape a new owner and go back to the Rockies. It might be better than...being here."
*pets Bruce*
He opened it to find the princess in her white formal gown, her face still veiled, hands fisted at her side like she yearned to be holding a weapon.
I love that description of Diana, of her wanting to hold a weapon!
Bruce's voice was full of shock: "--Diana?"
Argh!!! Such a evil place to leave it!!! *pouts* I want to know what happens!!! *pouts again*
LOL, seriously, this has been a really awesome arc. I've really loved seeing Kal find Clark, and discover more about humans, and Bruce and Kal getting closer. I hope to see the next arc soon! :)
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Date: 2009-03-29 05:53 pm (UTC)But Bruce was seated at a cushion at his feet, and if Kal did anything so rash as tuck a flower behind his ear, he would merely cast his eyes down demurely. No insults, no gibes, just sweetness and docility.
But he would look very pretty! ...And, I suppose, he might insult him later? :p
Kal's hands itched suddenly to crush the flowers, to shatter the columns, to scatter the pieces of the game across the porch. Anything to break the cloying silence and give him back the astringency of Bruce's mocking voice.
*pets Kal carefully*
Kal somehow doubted that.
I do too!
Kal felt his breath catch. "I want to see it! I want to see all of it. Even the little I did see--" He remembered the gnarled forests, the rolling fields and scrublands, the mountains soaring into the sky, "--I want more. I want to know it all."
*pets Kal again*
"He heard my despair, my confusion, and rage and hope, and he came to me. He told me that I wasn't alone." Her smile was terribly sweet. "He didn't know it then, but I knew it right away, that I'd never be alone again with him in my life." She touched her hand to her heart again, gently. "Not even galaxies," she murmured.
*hugs Kara*
"Of course I do," said Kal. The dirt was cool under his hand; he crumbled a small clot of earth between his fingers. "Of course I do."
*pets Kal*
Kal looked back at the moon. Through the slight slimmering distortion of the glass it was even more lovely. He put his empty hand back down on the earth.
After a moment, warm fingers rested on it, light but sure.
They sat together and watched the moon slide down the sky. Kal felt the grass under his hand, the warmth of Bruce's touch over it. He seemed to feel the earth beneath him, spinning them inexorably into the future, hurtling them through space, toward freedom or failure.
I won't fail you, he thought, unsure if he meant Bruce or the earth itself.
I won't fail.
*huggles Kal and Bruce*
Bruce looked down at his hands. "Leaving. Being sold. I can escape a new owner and go back to the Rockies. It might be better than...being here."
*pets Bruce*
He opened it to find the princess in her white formal gown, her face still veiled, hands fisted at her side like she yearned to be holding a weapon.
I love that description of Diana, of her wanting to hold a weapon!
Bruce's voice was full of shock: "--Diana?"
Argh!!! Such a evil place to leave it!!! *pouts* I want to know what happens!!! *pouts again*
LOL, seriously, this has been a really awesome arc. I've really loved seeing Kal find Clark, and discover more about humans, and Bruce and Kal getting closer. I hope to see the next arc soon! :)