for long parts.
[WQuote]“This is a bad idea,” Clark said for what felt like the four-thousandth time as he followed Cat out onto the patio.[/Quote]
Why'd he even let her in? I guess she is not really trying anything bad, but Lois might not be understnading of that.
“You probably don’t forget how to fly once you do it, Clark. Why don’t you just give it a try?” Cat suggested again.
Hopefully he is more recovered now. We wouldn't want him to get injured trying to fly.
She had been suggesting nothing else but that since she arrived at his apartment at just past sunup this morning with some fresh fruit and two hot coffees.
Clark:
she didn't bring donuts. I like donuts.
Well, he had them, but he wasn’t wearing them.
Won't it cause suspicions if he flied not in the suit?
Now, he needed to go buy a new knife.
He should make Cat do that.
He also knew that the Nightfall fragment would kill many people when it made it to Earth in less than ten hours.
I am starting to get scared.
He was everyone’s last hope.
Except Luthor, who is planning a way forward with impac.
“Maybe you just need motivation,” Cat said, walking over to the ledge. She stepped up onto it. “Now, imagine I’m Lois. If I fall, you will save me. That’s what you do. You save her all the time.”
This sounds dangerous. He will be really self-incriminating if he does not remember in time.
“Let go, Clark. I’m going to die anyway, if you don’t learn this,” she insisted.
She has 10 hours. I think it is a bit soon for last ditch attempts.
He reached out his hand and caught her by the wrist just as her head passed below the edge of his patio. He pulled her back over the ledge. From there he lifted her into his arms and carried her back inside his apartment, shutting the door behind him.
I was so hoping she would push him off.
A broad smile filled her face. “I know what’s missing!” she said, pointing at him. “You need your Suit.”
I don't think it will help.
“It isn’t happening! I love Lois! I’m only making love with her,” Clark said.
now we know where he puts his clothes. I guess if you have super strength you can compress things very tight. Of course, this leads to another question. Why not compress the super-suit in a like matter, so it is not under his clothes where Lois might accidentally discover it?
“Oh,” Clark said, searching his cape. He found a pocket with a tube of hair gel in it and another one, on the other side, with a hard plastic glasses case. “I didn’t notice those before.” He put his glasses in his case and put it back into that pocket.
I guess Clark does have all sorts of pockets on his suit.
What kind of freak was he? He shrugged and replaced the comb.
Wait, only freaks use combs?
