Who: Clark [open]
Where: Hyperion lobby
What: Reading
When: Afternoon
Rating: PG, for the moment

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Clark was in the lobby area, sitting on that circular slab of concrete near the middle of the room. He was planning to go out patrolling soon. Not at the moment, but after the sun had set? He would leave for a couple hours, maybe see if anyone in the city needed rescuing, or if any more vampires were interested in being on the wrong side of his heat vision.

He hoped he wouldn't have to run into Exar Kun anytime soon, either. He remembered that fight, saw what the evil being was capable of. It reminded him of the criminals he'd encountered from the Phantom Zone, who were quite potentially dangerous since they were not from Earth.

Clark did enjoy spending time around Diana, Kara, and anyone else in the League. Though he was also a member of Angel Investigations as well. That was a busy job, but he couldn't complain. Their work was important. So, he would help the cause by going out maybe once a night, or a couple times during the day.

He was currently reading through some pages in Swann's journal, which was written completely in the glyphic diagrams that he knew as Kryptonian, the language of his native homeworld. He occasionally glanced through the doors, taking note of the sun's location in the sky. He supposed it'd be a few hours until night would fall...