Re: In-person: Clark/Lois
[She glanced over at his glasses, and her smile was a thing made of tease, freckles and a crinkled nose, and she just rolled her eyes when he was agreeable about the jingling coins.
But Gotham was more interesting than coins or glasses, and she caught his look at the window and thought it was Country Boy Meets City Squalor (read all about it!). But even she stared a little, and she'd spent a good number of years in war zones. This was a mess. It wasn't supernatural or anything that didn't seem human, but it was chaos.]
Where are the cops? [She pulled the truck over with a screech of tires, front wheel on the sidewalk and a jerk of undercarriage as she threw the door in open. She grabbed the camera bag from him as her feet hit the pavement, and she was already liberating the camera inside.
Snap.
The flash was bright, and she snapped off a few more pictures as she walked along the front of the truck to meet him at the passenger's door.] This is the kind of thing you see after a national disaster, looting, chaos.
[Someone walked by, a disgruntled teen in a hoodie and knife.] Hey! What's going on here?