Dick Grayson is just wingin it (![]() ![]() @ 2011-05-29 23:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | burt hummel |
Who: Kon and Burt
What: Random meeting!
When:post plot!
Where: complex kitchen
warnings: I don't see any.
It was really by accident that Kon discovered he could finally be apart from his tether partner. He'd heard someone screaming again via super hearing, and by instinct flew off to take care of business. After he was finished doing his rescue hero thing he realized he'd gotten more then ten feet away and there was no searing pain. He wasn't sure if it was a mutual feeling, but the selfish part of him just didn't care and kept on flying. It felt good, no it felt amazing to be free. It wasn't that his partner was so bad really, it was just the idea of being tied down to any one person literally speaking was an uncomfortable feeling. He didn't like it. He was sure she couldn't have enjoyed it either. All the same he'd tried to make the best of it, that was just how he was. He always looked on the positive side of things, there was likely movie watching since it seemed to be the easiest thing to do when stuck with another person, get to know them by watching their favorite movies. It was a good tactic really. He needed to remember to use it on Allana later to figure out what her favorite stuff was. He knew some of her favorite things, but not enough. He wanted to know everything, and he was missing her. He hadn't seen her since the tether thing began, save for a dinner they had preplanned and dragged their partners to.
Kon had paid for the meal, Tish and Clark's as well by promising to finish doing his extra work during the week. It was at a little cafe that he had been helping through the week to get back on their feet. Since the bugs had shown up they had demolished many of the towns small businesses, and they couldn't afford to pay extra help. So Kon had taken Clark's advice and taken time off of patrol to just simply help around town instead. It was a break for him and help for them, a win win situation. Now though he felt nearly ready to be back on the streets. Still things were rough compare to prior to the Cade incident, but he was dealing. He couldn't let the anger control him or he would be like Lex. That was exactly who he fought his entire life not to be like.
Lex Luthor was the man behind his creation. Kon was built to be a weapon, a clone of both Luthor and Super DNA. It was successful obviously except for some areas. Kon resisted with every fiber of his being against Lex's internal programming, but there were still times it slipped through his carefully guarded emotions. He still didn't understand why some things were right and some were wrong. For example wanting to bash Cade's face in with every level of his alien strength was wrong, and he didn't understand. He only really understood that Clark said it was wrong. If Clark said it, it had to be correct.
He was still thinking about that time when he finally made his way into the kitchen to get an energy drink out of the refrigerator. He had barely managed to hold himself back from breaking a rapists arm while on the streets. It was scary. Sometimes he was scared about becoming Lex, and lately he was doing exactly that.
Twisting the can open he took a long drink from the rather unhealthy looking energy drink and just tried to relax. Tried to clear his mind of it.