[ When he said that Kara was his cousin, this wasn't quite what he had in mind. It's like Clark jumped out of one of the comic books that Carl's read before.
Jeez, he's tall. ]
Yeah, you too. The diner is up the elevator and down the hall.
[ He leads the way to the elevator, then to The Melting Pot. It's easy enough to find a booth to sit in, and he takes his hat off, placing it on the seat next to him. ]
[ Once someone comes to take their order, all there is to do is wait and get to know each other a bit more. ]
Is there anything you want to know? Or have questions about? I might not be as good at answering them as people who have been here longer, but I can give it a try.
[ It looks good, but then again, it always does. Jarvis and Sam are pretty talented in the kitchen. Carl offers a thanks to their server before tucking into his meal. ]
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( I'm happy to just go to action from now! I'm not sure how logs are done in this game and I'll follow your lead. )
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[ True to his word, Carl stands waiting for Clark at the loading dock. Mostly keeping an eye out for someone unfamiliar. ]
Clark?
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[ Clark is not wearing flannel and glasses. His cape streams behind him, and he has a large S across the chest of his striking blue uniform.
He leans down to Carl's eye level. ]
It's good to finally meet you.
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Jeez, he's tall. ]
Yeah, you too. The diner is up the elevator and down the hall.
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Shall we, then?
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[ He leads the way to the elevator, then to The Melting Pot. It's easy enough to find a booth to sit in, and he takes his hat off, placing it on the seat next to him. ]
So, tell me about your world a little?
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Hmm, I'm not sure how to begin. I'm sort of an anomaly, everyone else is human as far as I know.
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What do you like the most about earth? What don't you like?
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Dogs are the best. And. . . I grew up in Tornado Alley, I don't like them much.
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It's understandable not to like them, really.
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[ And a lot to dislike as well. ]
Oh, hey, what are you ordering?
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Everything is good, so it's a hard choice a lot of the time. I think the mini tacos, this time. What about you?
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Is there anything you want to know? Or have questions about? I might not be as good at answering them as people who have been here longer, but I can give it a try.
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Do you think I should start a newspaper here? Or at least. . . some articles.
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Oh. I don't think anyone has ever done a newspaper here. I think it would be a good idea?
It would give everyone something good to focus on.
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What about you, have you got a hobby here?
oh my god i lost this in my inbox I'm so sorry ;;
<3
[ He frowns. ]
Have you ever met the Atroma?
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Really, nothing good.
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[ He's decided the people here are good, but their overlords are very much the opposite. ]
Oh, here's our food. Is this what you ordered?
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[ It looks good, but then again, it always does. Jarvis and Sam are pretty talented in the kitchen. Carl offers a thanks to their server before tucking into his meal. ]
How's yours?
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Thank you. I'm really glad you brought me here.
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