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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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( sorry for the delay! missed this )

[ Kal, behind him, uses heat vision for the vines Jim can't manage. His eyes are glowing red if Jim turns back to look at him. It's hard not to be self-conscious of his powers, especially this one. Clark rarely uses it even when he's physically threatened. He could have easily ripped the vines off the trees instead of cutting them.

It's telling how at ease he is around Jim. ]

( it's perfectly alright. <3 considering how long I can take to tag back sometimes... )

[ It's a little surprising at first, but Jim's not scared or worried about getting hurt or anything. Kal seems to be in perfect control of this ability of his, and when it comes to some higher or thicker vines, it comes very in handy, and it helps him a lot when he starts getting too tired. He's only human after all, much unlike Kal. ]

Just try not to give me a haircut with that, okay? I like my hair the way it is. [ It's a humorous quip mostly, as he glances back at Kal with a playful grin. ]

[ He's had a lifetime to practice. Again, it hits pretty hard that Jim isn't afraid or wary. That he makes a joke immediately. Clark appreciates it even more because it's rare.

He finds himself wishing humans were more like this. ]

Don't look now, I'm in the mood to give you a mohawk.

[ Jim's used to plenty of unusual things by now. Comes with the job, really, and even before he hopped on a starship, he had grown up on a version of Earth where aliens weren't a strange sight in the least. Having all kinds of shapes, sizes and colors, speaking all sorts of strange different languages, and some even having unique abilities, they have been living on his planet for at least a hundred years at his point in time. The kind of thing he grew up with, even in Riverside, Iowa. Also known as Middle Of Nowhere, to him. ]

Hey— [ He lifts a hand to his hair, even though he knows Kal is just teasing. ] Don't you even dare, you ass. I will get you back for it if you do that.

[ Jim is so easy to trust. Clark sees very clearly why he's a captain. He's a good one. ]

If you can catch me.

[ Jim has to laugh at that. Cheeky bastard. ]

You should know, I don't respond too well to challenges.

If you manage to, I'll have to get you a prize.

[ He can go above Mach 10, Jim. ]

If I had my ship here, we wouldn't be having this conversation.

[ Because they'd be racing each other. And no, it's not cheating if he uses his ship. ]

I'm very sure that's cheating.

It's not cheating. It's creative problem-solving.

[ Shut up Kal. ]

That's not going to win you anything. [ He smiles at Jim as they finally reach the site. Clark looks around. ] We're clear. If anything comes towards us, I'll hear it.

[ He huffs amusedly at that, then sheathes his dagger as he moves past the last few vines. ]

Glad to know you've got my back. [ The sentiment is mutual, though Jim's got a feeling Kal doesn't need it. ]

[ It's mutual, and it would make Clark literally float if they didn't have work to do.

He looks around, scanning for something interesting. ]

Where would you like to start?

[ He shrugs. ] You know the place better than I do. Any piece of equipment that stood out to you the last time you were here?

There was. I thought it was some kind of scanner, but I couldn't stop to take a closer look then.

This way.

[ Jim nods and follows after Kal in silence, taking in every detail he can as they approach the rubble. He tries not to get distracted by anything that catches his interest, though he makes a mental note to check it out later.

A scanner sounds far more interesting, anyway. Especially if it still has any information on it. ]

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