Jonathan Samuel Kent | Superboy (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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riverviewlogs2017-08-10 06:17 pm
supersweet) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-08-10 06:17 pm
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who: Jon's CR + anyone who knew Clark Kent
what: Reaction to Clark's departure
when: 10th of August
where: The Superfam House
warnings: sads?? sads.
[ Jon didn't know what to do. Every action feels robotic. He sent out what texts he could about his father's departure from his phone and checking his father's contacts. He didn't bother checking for the replies. It buzzed quietly in a corner and it wall he could do to melt it down. He must have cried for hours when he found his father's letter, holding onto Annora until she protested his strong grip. After the sadness, the fear had finally sunken in. He was alone. There were no contingency plans, no promises he could follow. He didn't know what to do.
What about the house? Was Jon meant to protect it? Would Miss Jones take it away now that his father had left? He didn't want to leave. He couldn't leave. He curls up tighter with his blanket, trying to block out all the fears and doubts that plague his mind. Everything was so uncertain and Jon . . . Jon was scared. He didn't know how to stop. ]
what: Reaction to Clark's departure
when: 10th of August
where: The Superfam House
warnings: sads?? sads.
[ Jon didn't know what to do. Every action feels robotic. He sent out what texts he could about his father's departure from his phone and checking his father's contacts. He didn't bother checking for the replies. It buzzed quietly in a corner and it wall he could do to melt it down. He must have cried for hours when he found his father's letter, holding onto Annora until she protested his strong grip. After the sadness, the fear had finally sunken in. He was alone. There were no contingency plans, no promises he could follow. He didn't know what to do.
What about the house? Was Jon meant to protect it? Would Miss Jones take it away now that his father had left? He didn't want to leave. He couldn't leave. He curls up tighter with his blanket, trying to block out all the fears and doubts that plague his mind. Everything was so uncertain and Jon . . . Jon was scared. He didn't know how to stop. ]
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Hey . . . Uhm. You don't have to be here if you don't want to.
[ Jon certainly wouldn't blame him. People have better things to do than to look after one sad kid. ]
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No kid, I'm where I need to be. I don't like the idea of you being here alone. Is anyone coming to stay with you?
[ He asked in a calmer less gruff tone than he normally used with people.]
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Taako's staying for a while. And Dick said he'll look into stuff.
[ He isn't sure what that stuff translates to, but Jon trusts Dick to see it through so he doesn't question it. ]
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[ He hated how awkward it felt talking but it had been his own fault for being reclusive again. ]
Next question, have you eaten yet?
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[ Which is the important part. His father had a lot of friends, but only those who knew what Jon was mattered. ]
Some people brought food. I'm not dying or anything.
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That's my main two concerns addressed, so, do you want some company until someone comes, unless someone's already here.
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[ His tone is sharp and resentful, full of the kind of blunt feeling only a child would swing around without a care of who it was affecting. ]
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[ Jason couldn't even fault him not at all, it was a sympathetic tone he used. One rarely given. Kids had always been his weakness. The thing he would fight the dealers over. He took a breath before he shifted where he leaned just a bit.]
I get that, I do, and I wish I could help you there. No one can, they will come or they wont, and it's not your fault or theirs. Just be glad their alive somewhere, and likely looking all over for you.
[ He knew he was bad at this. He pushed himself off the door frame, running a hand through his hair. ]
I don't know what to say, nothing I say will make this any better. I just... I dont know wanted to make sure you knew your not alone.
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I think we both know I am alone. What I am and who I am keeps me alone.
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Jon, that's bullshit and you know it, buddy. [ He didn't really know the kid and he felt he knew that much.] Your parents are gone, that's true, but your not lacking in family. Your Damian's friend, that makes you part of his family.
[ He didn't sat 'my' but 'his'. Jay had feelings on his family again.]
And trust me, if anyone gets being alone, it's us Robin's. We are all alone, but together we are are better, not alone. It might not be the same but I get what your feeling, you've gotta be around the age I was when I lost my parents.
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He was stronger than this. ]
I haven't lost anything. Nothing my dad gave me while I was here is — is lost. I'll keep doing what he did.
[ Be super, Damian had told him once with a sharp daring grin. Maybe it's time he did that. ]
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Sounds like you've figured out what you need, kiddo. So, is there anything I can do for you, or would you like to be alone?
[ He honestly wasn't sure what to do in these moments, emotional strength wasn't really his forte.]
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[ But he appreciates that Jason took the time to ask that. Most people haven't (which, to be fair, is reasonable. Jon is only ten after all) ]
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Here, open that whenever you want, I was waiting for a better time, but now's good enough. Call me if you need anything okay, kid? I wont question or judge.
[ Inside the paper was a simple rpg game, he couldn't find the game Jon had mentioned so he found something else as close as he could. He would turn to leave once the package was in Jon's hand. Unlike most, Jason understood the desire to be alone when in pain even when it may not be best.]
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Thanks.