Céline x Damian ~ Clark x Hal

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Assdfghhjkll fine. :P where do I?

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Oh. Right. Sorry. :P

Clark quietly glided down the rather intimidatingly loud staircase so he didn't wake Hal up. He debated leaving a note... 'Hey babe I'm out fighting crime, don't tell no one' didn't sound to savvy. Instead he decided that his boyfriend was a smart one and when he woke up and found Clark's suit gone (Hal was the only one who knew all Clark's hiding places) he would figure it out for himself. He paused before leaving and kissed napping Green Lantern on the forehead before leaving through the backdoor, flying up into the night sky like a rocket (speed was necissary).

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Sometimes Clark really wished he could bring his Ipod on patrols... But that would obstruct his super hearing and he couldn't have that, sadly. He kept an ear and an eye open, but didn't find anything overly suspicious too quickly. He flipped over onto his back, wondering if he could fly while asleep, when amid the comotion of the city below, he sensed a disturbance. This was good, maybe it would wake him up a little.

Clark came to a graceful hover behind the little soldiers and stared at them with a frown. That was... Weird. Experimentally, since the toys hadn't noticed him yet, he tried his lazer vision on one of the gunners.

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Again, nothing really happened. It became difficult to see, and his suit burned up in a few places, but other than that he was unharmed. His eyes burned as he activated his lazer vision again, and shot at them before they ever got too close. In fact, deciding to experiment, he sucked in a big breath of air and held it, building up pressure. Then he let it out and sent the toys flying across the room into the opposite wall.

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Clark leered at the demonic toys for a moment. Alright... It was a little weird. But I mean, they were just little soldiers. How much damage could they do to him? Clark rose into the air until he was above the toys' heads, and then dropped; crushing them easily with his feet.

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Ahhh... Clark recognized the iconic ticking. A bomb. In his young career, he had yet to deal with bombs. He hesitated, hovering there uncertainly, before dashing forwards. Scooping the doll up he changed course at 90 degrees and sent the roof disintigrating into dust and rubble as he shot off into the sky as fast as possible. Maybe even faster.

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He 'disposed of the bomb' over the nearest ocean. Because, you know, space was just too far away. By the time Clark got back, the toys were gone, and all that was left was a lot of collateral damage. He sighed and kicked at a piece at rubble at his feet, accidently making a new hole on the opposite wall. Ouch... Well, he had done worse last time.

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Clark turned and smirked at Hal, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well hey sleeping beauty," he greeted him sarcastically. "And no, I think I got it. Just a bunch of posessed toys." He said with a shrug, and leaned against the wall - which promptly caved over. Clark began to growl. "I. Destroy. Everything. I touch."

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Clark slowly unballed his fists and looked over at Hal, almost all of his anger dissapating at one glance from his green eyes. "I..." He sighed and ran a ha d through his jet black hair. "I just... I don't..." He sighed again, but with more frustration. "I need you. You're the only thing I can't crush."

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Clark immediately relaxed. In fact, he grabbed Hal by the arms and pulled him even closer as he deepened the kiss. He was overly conscious of how hard he was holding Hal, worrried that maybe he could crush him after all.

((YES. KILL HAL! >:D ....... And yes. I was about to respond. ^.^))

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((Yes man? Did I get too excited about killing Hal? ;) ))

Clark slowly nodded in return, and swallowed. "Yeah, I think so... Thanks babe." He grinned and pressed his nose up against Hal's momentarily. "Always there when I'm acting like a child..."

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((Oh, well, that was me excited. Not Clark. Clark is devastated.))

Clark smiled and ducked his head to look at his feet. "Nah, I don't think so." He said, a little shyly. "You don't see any green rings on my fingers." The smile evolved into a small grin as he looked up at him.

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Clark nodded. "Yeah, sure," He smiled a little more at Hal's yawn. He was cute when he yawned... "Forest is good."

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Clark watched him fly off for a moment, an eternal grin on his face, and then shot after him.

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No mattee how hard he tried not to, Clark blushed a furious red. "Nothing but skin."

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Clark gave him a small but bright smile. "But I didn't crush you?" He asked, raising a dark eyebrow.

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"Oh good." Clark grinned and kissed him lightly. "Good. Wouldn't want to dissapoint."

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He stopped, and frowned up at Hal from the grassy floor. "Huh?" Clark began pulling on his suit, not quite so magical as his boyfriend. "Depends. Would you be jealous?"

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Clark got up and, fastening his cape around the neck, he gave Hal a pecking kiss. "And don't you forget it. Don't be jealous."

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"Yeah," There was no doubt in his voice. "You're a lot harder to crush." He smiled and hugged him back.

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"Way ahead of you." Clark appeared a dozen meters ahead of him and waved before shooting out into the sky, heading towards the house.

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Clark landed behind him with a skidding thud, making a ditch with his feet. "God damn it Harold." He pouted, turning to look at him. "If anyone asks, I let you win." No one would ask, and he knew it.

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He looked down at his feet stupidly and then grimaced. "Ouch, yeah... Uh, I'll fix that." The real reason he had crashed so hard was momentum, of course. It was easier to go from standing to gentle hovering than from sonic speed to gentle hovering.

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"Sweet. That's good. Sorry." He followed suit, taking off his costume and crawling in beside him. "So... Night."

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Clark smiled sleepily and wrapped his arms around him so he could pull his boyfriend closer. Slowly, his closed his eyes and fell asleep.

((Ahhhh good idea, but which one is that again?))

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((Kay. Name?))

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((I totally forget. Do I play her? :P))

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((Kay! Gotcha! -^.^-))

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((Okaaay... So do you want me to have her come in now, or...?))

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((Sweet. Commencing~))

She hated doing this. Deeply. Mostly because Hal had some kind of smart ass comment to give her, but also because... Well just because. She would rather being watching tv or something. Anything. "Hal." She knocked on the door loudly. "Hal." When she got no answer from her comatose brother, Ashley began banging. "HAL." She shoved the door open, sure it was difficult to move because there was a load of crap behind it (it was Clark's clothes from the day before). "H...!" Her jaw dropped, and all that came out was a pathetically stunned squeak.

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"I KNEW IT!" A sh*t eating grin stretched across her face and Ashley did an excited little jump as she pointed at the duo's slumbering forms in triumph. "I FREAKING KNEW IT!"

At this, Clark jumped awake. "H...Huh?" He blinked open his eyes blearily and took a moment to focus on Ashley. As soon as he did, however, his skin began to pink furiously. It crawled up from his chest, where Hal was laying, and smothered his face in a deep hue of red. "Oh." Was all he could manage.

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The sadistic little grin spread and Ashley crossed her arms over her chest smugly, totally grasping (maybe exaggerating) just how much power she had at the moment. "I dunno. Whatcha got?"

Clark stared at the girl, then let his eyes flicker back to Hal every now and then. He had never been wholly comfortable around his boyfriend's family... The one sister was alright, but the other two... Not so much. And now, after this incident, Clark was undoubtedly secured a spot in the awkward corner for God knows how long.

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His little sister raised an incredulous eyebrow. "That's it? Fifty bucks? Alriiight..." She let her hands drop and swing by her sides as she considered the offer. "Fine, I'll take it. But you also have to do half of my homework the last week of school."

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Clark was still red all over but he kissed him back anyway. "It's fine... Don't worry about it." He sat up a little more.

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Clark got up too, and dressed in his clean-cut street clothes. Ever the boyscout. "You think... Think maybe I can just take off?" He asked, nodding to Hal's bedroom window. He really, really, was dreading a confrontation with the sisters downstairs after being caught. Clark was horrible at playing it cool, and he knew it.

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Huh? "What?" Clark's blue eyes widened and he stared at Hal for a long moment. "No, Hal, God no." He cleared the distance that seperated them to take his boyfriend's hand carefully. "I just... You know how much of a dork I am in situations... I don't... I don't want to embarrass you." And there it was.

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Trusting Hal's word above all others, Clark followed carefully. "Okay..."

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((And I play Mary, right? I remember playing an old one))

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((Gotcha))

Mary had her feet up on the coffee table, her usual clean dressed self a little worse for wear. It was Saturday and damn it she didn't need to look sexy every day of the week. Just an old hockey jersey and some sweat pants were all she needed as she flipped through the channels on the television, snatching up her turn as Ashley had abandoned it for something that was apparently much more exciting.

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Mary turned her face from the tv to look at him blankly. She glanced at Clark, who was very carefully glued to Hal's side and completely avoiding eye contact at the moment. She stuck her bottom lip out in a confused frown. "Huh? Last night?" Odd, she hadn't noticed. She flicked another channel on the television, redirecting her line of vision back to the screen. "In the same bed, or...?"

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Clark glanced over at Mary and gave her a smile bordering on awkward.

Mary nodded. Ah. She didn't doubt that Clark was a tough boy. "Okaaay... And you're telling me this why?"

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She stared at him, mouth slightly ajar as she regarded him. "Ah. Okay." Mary finally let all her attention on the boys go and returned to her television.

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Clark gave him a golden grin and reached up, turning Hal's chin so he could kiss him. "You don't like me..."

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Clark smirked at the name. It was his real name... But oddly enough, he wasn't used to hearing it spoken. "I dunno..." He murmered in a slur, and mushed his face up against Hal's cheek.

((♥ Luvs it ♥ ))

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((Careful.... :/))

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((I just don't see it as necissary, that's all. If we can avoid doing it at the threat of our accounts, why do it?

But whatever. I would ask you to edit, but I don't... I'm just so tired... I'm going to go try and sleep now. Cu))

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((Thank you. :) :) :) ))

Clark stared after him, then grinned and walked behind the couch to talk in his ear. "I might be needed home tonight," he murmered, and kissed him. "But you can follow me, if you want..."

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He shrugged at the mentioning of being 'girly'. "Not girly," he said truthfully. "'Cause you're mine too." Clark smiled and climbed onto the couch next to him with extraordinary grace, thanks to earth's weak gravity, and glad that Mary had left, kissed him again.

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Clark shrugged and let Hal lay on him, putting an arm around his boyfriend closely. "Uhm, I don't know. I have to be home today for a couple hours to do some field work. Other than that I'm free for you."