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who: Clark with Jim, Jason, Lois, Shai, and Rey respectively.
what: Various scenes.
when: This week.
where: The forest and the sixth floor of the communal housing.
warnings: None.

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[ There's no camera flash and no predators. The animals ignore the two of them and graze quietly.

Clark holds out his hand to her when they're done. ]

We'll be heading to the perimeter. Stay close, we might have to leave in a hurry.

[ lois curls her fingers around his, her smile satisfied. ]

Why's that?

There're a lot more predators.

[ There's also a variety of them. Clark can't be ambushed but he'd like to be careful anyway.

She's not invulnerable. ]

It's the ones that'll head for the fence we need to worry about.

[ lois isn't invulnerable, but she has a lot of faith in clark's ability to get her out of the line of fire, so to speak. besides: she's risked her life before knowing him for stories she deemed important, and so far she's always made it. ]

You think they'll attack us, or is it more of an accidentally getting trampled?

Both.

[ The big ones trample and attack and the little ones are equally vicious. ]

I know most of the species we'll be seeing. We can observe the more dangerous ones from above. What do you say?

Sounds good to me.

[ lois nods, grip on the camera firm but still relaxed. ] When you say you know them - from home, or because you've run into them here before?

I've had a lot of time to observe them here.

[ Clark doesn't think anything Kryptonian is going to come through the portal. If it did, he wouldn't recognise it. ]

[ that's a bit worrisome, isn't it? but if it happens, they'll handle it, one way or another. ]

Tell me about them.

I can write it down for you, too.

[ Clark starts describing them as they fly. There are many species from all different worlds. Some of the predators only pick at the local wildlife and leave the fence alone. Others seem to exist only to attack it.

To show her what he means, Clark hovers over one of them, a giant creepy-crawly, squelching its way through the forest. ]

That's what I was talking about.

[ lois considers herself pretty tough. she's been to the desert, she's worn combat boots and a flak vest for days without taking either off even to sleep. she's seen spiders and stepped on them or just avoided them — but even she has to admit that this particular creature leaves her a little queasy in the stomach. ]

That's bigger than I was expecting.

No kidding.

[ Clark likes all creatures great and small. This one makes him question that a little.

He sees a guard patrol up ahead going to intercept the creature and brings Lois higher up so they can watch safely. ]

[ lois doesn't need to question it; she already knows she doesn't like this one. maybe that's prejudiced, but there it is. she watched the guard patrol take charge of the situation, taking note of their apparent strategy. ]

Do you want to be down there, helping them?

[ Clark shakes his head. ]

They're handling it.

[ He learns by watching them. ]

It certainly looks like they know what they're doing.

[ that's both comforting and in a way worrisome. if this city has such a well-trained group, who knows what they could achieve. ]

[ Clark sees a well-trained group he can learn from. He brings Lois up above them where they can clearly see everyone's tactics. ]

It shouldn't take them long. Are you filming?

[ This is one scenario where he might ask the Guard if they want to be filmed. ]

Taking mental notes.

[ she doesn't know the laws of this place regarding video material off by heart yet. ]

Do you need me to move?

No.

[ but a few minutes later: ] Actually, yes. Could you just - [ she points to their right before returning her arm to where it had been, namely around his neck. ]

It really doesn't get heavy for you, carrying me around, does it? [ it's more of an observation than a question. ]

[ He assumes she's pointing at something and turns to look. Clark smiles the moment he realises it was a trap. ]

No. I'm just worried we might lose your shoes.

They fit pretty well. I think we'll be all right.

[ it's sweet, though. ]

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