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♞ eighth batsignal

[Bruce had managed to head over to Lana's in order to play Monopoly with her. For the past forty minutes to an hour the journal has recorded their game. Bruce insisted to ensure her that he wouldn't cheat ~ or that she wouldn't either... but he didn't exactly word it that way. However the game is entirely boring and Bruce hadn't recalled that part of the game. Hostile Global take overs were much more entertaining than this game... though he did like being the little car]

Lana I still can't believe I owe you that much for landing on St. James Place... [glances to her and pays her the paper cash before handing her the die]

Your roll. [and he tilts her head at her because she's staring at the die for a bit longer than she had been before] Lana? Everything alright?

Who... are you?

[looks at her a bit oddly]

It's Bruce? Bruce Wayne?

[aaand Lana screams and jumps up from the coffee table where they'd been playing the game.... and there goes the coffee table and their game]

Lana... it's alright, what happened?

[ooc: Lana's loss start!]

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[yeah that table thing is a bit odd, but not as odd as Lana is acting]

I know your name because we're friends... Lana what's going on?

Nuh uh! I don't have any grown-up friends.

Where am I? How come...

[ looks around, then looks down at herself ]

I'm not me! A-and...my voice is funny! How come?! Where's my...

[ paaause, since her permanent loss is her Aunt Nell, so she can't even remember who's supposed to take care of her ]

I'm s'posed to be with someone! It's..um...! It's not you!

[stands up and takes a step back just to give her space]

You're in Paradisa... right now you're in your room at the Inn in the city... and your voice isn't funny and neither is your body. But I have a feeling this is all very uh- new for you. [aaand what is with him upsetting women this week??]

[ stares at him again, then turns to try and find a mirror, and she runs over to look as soon as she does ]

I'm a...grown-up.

You're a grown up, yes. [runs his hands through his hair and thankfully he has his journal and hears a voice]

Just.. just stay put alright? I'm not gonna hurt you.

[ is too busy squinting at herself in the mirror to really listen at first, then looks over her shoulder ]

Like a dream! Are you my husband? Is this our house? Do we have a baby? Can I hold it?

[half listening and then WHOA caught that one]

What? Are we- What? No! [realizes how stunned that sounds and corrects himself to be more polite because it's not that Lana isn't great, but he barely knows her and kids... and why is he rationalizing this???]

No Lana, we're not married. We're not even datin- [kind of figures she's a bit younger so he phrases it differently] We're not even boyfriend and girlfriend, so no babies either.

You have a horse though... and a Rapid- [yeah she might not know that one] and another horse.

Edited 2009-04-11 03:30 (UTC)

[ takes a step back ]

You are a stranger.

If...this is a dream, I want my mom and dad to show up! Right now!

I'm not a stranger to you, we were playing Monopoly - the board game? You were - well you were wiping the floor with me, but anyway we were playing and then you were very confused, and I'm sure this is all very confusing... but I don't know where your parents are and this isn't a dream.

[ really looking like she's panicking now, before she turns and runs out of the room. Of course she can hardly control her speed, so she's gone in a flash ]

Lana? [and then she's gone and ... oh that's not good and holy crap she's fast]

Well... that's not what I expected. [and it takes him a second to get over the whole GONE! thing before he moves to the door quickly and opens it stepping out into the rain and darkness]

Lana? [uhhh glances around wishing he had nightvision at least until his eyes adjust] Lana? [aaand there she is and he approaches her carefully]

Hey... you're going to catch cold out here. Come on, we'll get you inside and I'll get Clark to come out. Maybe he's familiar?

[ standing there like HOLY FUCK WHAT WAS THAT in confusion before jumping and turning at his voice ]

Clark?

[ the name's familiar, but it's not like they're bffs or anything. Still, it's enough to make her hesitate ]

The boy next door? He's um...he's...here? Where?

Yeah the boy next door, though he's a grown up now too... so you might not recognize him but I'm sure he knows a bit more about you. You won't think he's a stranger I hope.

[tries to place a hand on her shoulder to try and get her to come with her]

Come on, the rain just gets worse the later it gets.

[ pauses, then gets on high alert when he says Clark's also grown up, thinking this must be some weird grown-up-verse! But he makes the mistake of touching her and she screams again, reaching out to shove at his shoulder ]

No touching!

[aaand there goes Bruce's hearing and well... Bruce as well back more than a few feet and there's certainly a popping sound that he knows all too well is his shoulder being pushed out of socket which.. well hurts but Bruce holds it in, groaning rather loudly and realizes that the mud plus the force of the blow plus the more rain has just landed him on his ass which hurts as well]

Great. I liked these jeans too. [stands up, clutching his shoulder with his good hand]

Lana... [crap where'd the journal go... mud mud ... ah-ha! journal ~ sorry Clark you have muddy pages now] Really... I won't touch you, but we need to get inside.

[ didn't expect that anymore than he did, and she gasps. Oh no! Should she apologize? No wait, she doesn't have to! He must have kidnapped her or...something ]

No! You can't make me do anything I-I don't want to.

Where's Clark? Where's my...my... [ pause as she tries once again to remember her Aunt Nell. This is very upsetting! ]

Clark is on his way... just, let's go inside and wait for him. You can pick which room you stay in even or you can pick which room I stay in if you want. Just, we should get inside.

[he feels bad that she's so upset also his arm HURTS]

[ shakes her head again, rubbing at her face as she keeps trying to remember who her caretaker is ]

No no... Not with a stranger! I know better.

You're a liar. Clark's not here. You... You did something to me!

[there, instantly. at a safe distance, but, well, he's still there.]

Lana? Lana!

[holy crap what is with all these people being really freaking insanely fast?]

Clark - she won't go inside with a stranger. She thinks I kidnapped her.

[ looks at the new guy, then back at Bruce, then back at...the new guy again, squinting through the rain ]

Clark?

[ starts to walk over to him ]

He said you were a grown-up, too! Why?

[glances at Bruce and nods]

Okay. You alright?

[glance back at Lana, carefully judging the distance between them, and he lifts up a hand]

Okay, Lana, stop there, alright? I'll answer anything you want, as long as you don't come too close. Alright?

[Bruce nods. Bruce is tough. He'll push this back into socket inside or something. By himself. He's that tough]

Yeah, I'll be fine.

[ looks confused, then over at Bruce, then back at 'Clark' ]

A friend? I didn't mean to hurt him! I'm not bad. Something's wrong.

[ moves closer to him ]

I won't hurt you! Where's your mom and dad?

[quick glance at Bruce, then back at Lana.]

Yeah, he's my friend. And I know you didn't mean it; it was just an accident. You just don't know how to control your strength.

[ow, his everything; he takes a step back]

My mom and dad are at home. Lana, please, I need you to stop walking and listen to me. Stay still, alright?

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