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[supes]

[there's the sound of a loud, wooden CRACK and metal hinges bursting, and then something large whipping through the air; something very large has just broken, and then there's just Clark's voice, horribly guilty.]

... oops.

[If you've noticed that the front door to the castle is gone, that's because it's whipping across the sky and into the distance. Oops, indeed. Clark puts his hands on his hips and frowns. That's the last time he gets distracted reading the journal while multitasking.]




[ooc: Solar flares means Clark accidentally getting a power surge just as he was opening the door. Bye bye, castle's front door.]

Comments

[supes]

True enough, but I'm more worried about why that happened and what that means for the rest of the week.

[luthored.livejournal.com]

Maybe you should go camping in the Dead Zone for a week.

[supes]

Maybe. Might be fun, too.

[luthored.livejournal.com]

No one goes camping anymore. You could take the guys.

[supes]

They invited me to camp the other week, actually, but I didn't end up going. I don't know that guy time with them is really something I'm interested in, though.

[luthored.livejournal.com]

...Can't say I blame you there.

[supes]

They're just not my crowd, this whole "superheroics" thing aside, and I'd worry it'd just turn into another drinking contest.