Hi Bek!
/Eyes other Bek story warily/ you like fierce competition, do you?
. He would miss her. He would miss his mother dearly.
It’s just two days. They really don’t have enough room for two more adults?
No
And I would also like to pet your cat.”
/waits for Kal to land on the Daily Planet roof/
Goofer CAT: Meow, he sure can pet me!
one-meter tall monster with a long tail covered in iridescent scales, large glassy eyes with slitted pupils, hooked claws for feet, and red and green feathers covering its thick body.
That’s a baby basilisk.
Ack! And LOL!
Other times, he imagined something a little less grand—for example, a creature small enough to hold in one hand, covered in a thick, soft layer of fur. He hoped for the former; it sounded more interesting.
But…but…flerken!
His mother nodded and held his gaze for a few
You know, without his parents understanding what he's saying, I wonder just how bad his English really is. There’s literally no feedback!
It's impossible for him to know!
“I am Kal-El of Krypton. My mother and father were Jor-El and La-Ra. Our planet exploded and now I have no home. I was Kal-El of Krypton. Now, I am Kal-El of…nowhere.”
Awwww…and a bunny: what if the ship broke apart on impact and he looses his memory?
That would be an interesting story!!
“Smallville.” According to Lois, that’s not a place.
Kal-El of Nowheresville?
English word for a child whose parents had died, but he found he did not really want to know
Awwww
This is fear, he thought, automatically using English rather than Kandorian. The Kandorian language had no word for “fear”; the closest equivalent was probably “apprehension,” but that did not quite fit the emotion Kal felt.
I like all those little bits of details sprinkled in this way
wonderful work!
He held the crystal up to inspect it. The small, clear crystal captured and refracted the dim light entering the room through a small window along the upper edge of the wall, sending a ribbon of rainbow colors cascading along the white floor near Kal’s feet.
I hope to not end up quoting the entire story…
Hahaha! I love this though! I'm glad so many little things are standing out.
but in these bits and pieces, he heard an underlying mistrust of the official statement released by the Council assuring the populace that they had nothing to worry about.
I wonder why the mistrust…
Because who trusts the government? Haha. No, really... sudden earthquakes, and everyone is alarmed and... Yeah.
English had a word for the drink—“tea,” he recalled. He gazed blankly at his plate as he imagined what “tea” on Earth might taste like. Would they have plain “teas,” like the brown leaf tea he usually drank? And spicy “teas,” like this, his favorite, made from special herbs or plants?
Your explanation has reassured me, and I will now go back to my family and give them the news that all will be well. Please accept my words of appreciation, Young Lord Kal-El.”
Ho, boy. I see a massive guilt complex in his future. Although, explaining why Nightfall isn’t so dangerous after all will be a breeze now.
Yeah, there'll be a lot for him to unpack in the future.
They do not even know they will not survive, Kal thought, again switching to Kandorian when he did not know the English word for “survive.”
“Lois”. They use “Lois” when they mean “able to continue breathing”. You can get even modify it, e.g. “Lois safe” means restarting a stopped heart.
His jaw tightened as he corrected the sentence using a word he did know. They do not even know they will all die.
Awwww… so sadly poignant.
“I have four days. Mother?”
No.
“I am not ready. I have four days still!” The words were spoken in English, although he had not meant them to be, and he backed up another step and repeated the words in Kandorian. “I am not ready. I have four days still! Mother?”
Oooooh!
Poor Kal!!
“You must be brave, my son, for great things lie ahead
Like a 250k story.
Find new friends and experience new things
Ooooh, *that’s* how things twisted off from the main road.
and looked up at his parents in alarm. A crevasse had opened up between them, separating him from his parents.
So poignant!
Thank you!!!
the ship rotated and launched heavenward as its passenger screwed his eyes shut, clasped his hands together, and screamed with grief.
He’s not gonna enjoy rollercoasters. Or Lois's driving.
Her driving would definitely be worse than his trip!
It was perfect; a full bloom with three broad leaves underneath the multiple thick layers of round white petals.
Ah, that’s the one!
Did you see the pretty flower? Sara made it for me in the Destined: The Graphics post in the nfic forum
He closed his eyes, dropped his chin to his chest, and let the silence and darkness envelop him.
So sad. Is it okay if I did not miss Lois?
LOIS: No. That’s not okay. Can you believe that reader? He doesn’t miss me interacting with Clark. What's next? Clones? Unbelievable. I’m outta here. Come see me when he gets to Earth and meets me in the woods while I’m at journalism camp.
I really enjoyed your Kryptonian worldbuilding. The huge effort reminds me of Female Hawk’s The Wedlock Wall (on the dark side) and for naughty fun, TeeeJ’s The Care and Training of Concubines. /considers to sometime in the future to start begging Bek to Beta once Evil Reader gets back to Evil Writing and continues The Man Who Would Be King given her master class in Kryptonian stuff/
I also noticed your casual mention of Nor-Zod and how Clark hasn’t seen him. I think he’ll also show up down the road.
Michael
I loved The Wedlock Wall, but I don't think I've read the other one. I'll have to check it out!
And I'd LOVE to BR for you when you get writing again
Thank you so much for your encouraging comments. It really was a lot of fun to do all that worldbuilding...even though I just...blew it all up...
I'm loving all this FDK so far! Hope you get to Chapter 4 soon and then on to Friends
Thanks again!
-Bek
