Who: Clark and Chris When: Night Where: Hyperion, then streets What: Hunting Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
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Clark was over by the desk, pen in hand. He looked over the paper, then signed his name. He thought he would go out for a bit and do some patrols. He'd made a habit of it lately. Sometimes, he went out at least two, maybe three, times in a night. It was usually for vampires.. though he was open for anything.
Like auto disasters, or people stuck on a roof. Though some part of him was also keeping a lookout for Zod or Prime. "Okay.. so, two hours and I'll be back." He nodded to himself, then started to walk toward the doors. Once he was outside the building, he would take off in search of any citizens in danger. He wondered if he'd also run into Bart. Maybe have another race.