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Post by Admin on May 4, 2015 21:54:55 GMT
"I don't suppose I would be in any trouble but I'm sure you have things to do."
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May 4, 2015 22:12:36 GMT
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Post by alley on May 4, 2015 22:12:36 GMT
"Just find a place to relax and heal," he said with a soft chuckle. "You're positive no one is going to be suspicious of you bringin me here?"
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Post by Admin on May 4, 2015 22:13:53 GMT
"Quite sure," Veruka assured him.
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 1:27:31 GMT
"I won't forget your kindness, maybe your kind is not as evil as I was led to believe."
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 1:31:56 GMT
She shot him an odd look at that. "My kind? Do you mean humans? Why would you protect us if you think we're evil?"
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 1:37:16 GMT
"I've asked myself that many times, I guess because it is the right thing to do."
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 1:45:26 GMT
Veruka frowned. That made no sense to her at all. If something was evil, would it not make more sense to contain or destroy it? "If you say so," she responded, shaking her head. She pushed off from the counter, opening the door to the exam room.
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 1:50:08 GMT
Maybe there was hope for them, it had just been so long since he had experience something like this. "Thank you, again," he repeated, for emphasis, before taking his leave.
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 1:56:08 GMT
Veruka watched him go, giving him a head start, before she too headed out. She caught a cab, back to the nice apartment she shared with a friend. Exhaustion hit her so she fell into bed, not even bothering to change. The next day she slept in late, but couldn't stop thinking about the day before while she ate breakfast. Her father had already called and left a message, checking to make sure that she was unhurt. He didn't tell her but he had already laid plans to deal with the men responsible for the raid.
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 2:24:06 GMT
Kal was told to take it easy for the next couple days, he didn't like it, but the rest of the group insisted. He wasn't good at down time, never knew what to do with himself. He was such a powerful individual that not using what he had felt like a waste, being out among the public, kal only felt like he didn't belong, yet somehow he blended in so well.
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 2:30:01 GMT
Veruka actually enjoyed the break from school. She kept up some parts of her regular schedule, picking up coffee from her favourite cafe down the street from her place. She spent some time walking in the park. She had some nightmares, and was excessively jumpy but otherwise suffered no other ill effects. Veruka paid for her small coffee and smiled at the girl before snagging a small table outside on the patio. She pulled out her book and read in the sunshine while she enjoyed her drink, ignoring the passerby.
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May 5, 2015 3:22:54 GMT
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 3:22:54 GMT
Kal literally had no idea what to do with his time off, what did they do on this planet? In almost ten years of life on earth he hadn't learned much passed being the hero. The family who had taken care of him when they found him taught him the benefits of hard work, which was what he had been learning on his own planet. It was what he knew. With his mind restless and wandering he stopped at the corner cafe just for a place to be.
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 4:20:52 GMT
Sixth sense tingling Veruka turned in her seat, book sagging as she looked around for whatever had caught her unconscious attention. When she saw Kal she paused, unbearably curious. He was in civilian clothes, looking just like a normal guy. In fact like someone who might go to her school.
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May 5, 2015 4:39:12 GMT
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Post by alley on May 5, 2015 4:39:12 GMT
The superman's senses were off not on alert as usual, he was completely casual unassuming. Even though he did not wear a mask as a hero he wasn't recognizable. He looked like any handome American young man in his red Tee and jeans. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, only a little uncomfortable here, his biceps budging with the motion. As he began to reach the front of the line his gaze finally began to wander until they landed on another pair looking at him.
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Post by Admin on May 5, 2015 4:42:23 GMT
When he looked at her her eyes widened in embarrassment to be caught staring admiringly. Cheeks a little red, she smiled and lifted a hand, fingers fluttering in a wave.
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