"Lex!-I don't want to hear that. Tell me you're kidding-you *are* kidding, right?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Clark."Car accident, mugging, choking on a snail...
"Lex," Clark said warningly.
"Good god, you're making me feel like a serial killer. Nothing horrible will happen to Lana Lang, my word on that."
- I'm still not convinced that Lana doesn't have to die. Hey Clark, if Lex promises that she won't feel any pain, can we still have her killed?!?!?
Lex looked at Clark, really looked at him, how he held himself, his eyes, his attitude...he was going to have to kill this Jordan too. Lex knew that little fling had been more than experimentation, or hormones-he could see the difference in his eyes. He'd never ever say that Jordan had to die for touching what was his, but Jordan had to die. For touching what was his. It doesn't count if you don't say it out loud. Have Jordan killed he typed.
"Lex, I don't even need to see the screen to know what you typed. Jordan is a good guy, that's all. He helped me when I had no one. I helped him to figure out some things about himself."
Lex leaned back and thought. Right. Torture first, then kill.
- I also kinda figured that Jordan was going to have to die too. It's too bad that he at least will never get to see Clark again (and that any attempts will be met with some kind of deadly force..).
Throughout the entire drive to the Kent farm, Lex explored the possibility that it wasn't going to be as bad as he feared. Jonathan loved his son, and the Kents were reasonably intelligent people. There was every chance that they could discuss this situation like civilized beings.
He was wrong.
Nothing he imagined prepared him for how truly awful it *could* be.
To describe the meeting as a meltdown would be an understatement. Lex realized that he'd never really seen Jonathan Kent angry before. He seen him annoyed, sarcastic, fearful even, but this-no wonder his dad had always been rather careful in dealing with Jonathan-he was frightening.
And Clark. Clark...had a temper, something he'd always been aware of, but had never truly seen in action either.
It was terrible, just terrible, and he'd even jumped in between the two-for one awful moment, he thought that Clark was going to hit his father. His eyes had been so fierce, so full of anger-and red, Lex would swear to it.
- Bad Kents.. Clark is really scared and needs help. I understand that you don't like Lex, but really a little trust, maybe some understanding. Try it out...
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5/26/06 04:35 pm (UTC)"I'll have to have her killed," he said calmly.
"Lex!-I don't want to hear that. Tell me you're kidding-you *are* kidding, right?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Clark."Car accident, mugging, choking on a snail...
"Lex," Clark said warningly.
"Good god, you're making me feel like a serial killer. Nothing horrible will happen to Lana Lang, my word on that."
- I'm still not convinced that Lana doesn't have to die. Hey Clark, if Lex promises that she won't feel any pain, can we still have her killed?!?!?
Lex looked at Clark, really looked at him, how he held himself, his eyes, his attitude...he was going to have to kill this Jordan too. Lex knew that little fling had been more than experimentation, or hormones-he could see the difference in his eyes. He'd never ever say that Jordan had to die for touching what was his, but Jordan had to die. For touching what was his. It doesn't count if you don't say it out loud. Have Jordan killed he typed.
"Lex, I don't even need to see the screen to know what you typed. Jordan is a good guy, that's all. He helped me when I had no one. I helped him to figure out some things about himself."
Lex leaned back and thought. Right. Torture first, then kill.
- I also kinda figured that Jordan was going to have to die too. It's too bad that he at least will never get to see Clark again (and that any attempts will be met with some kind of deadly force..).
Throughout the entire drive to the Kent farm, Lex explored the possibility that it wasn't going to be as bad as he feared. Jonathan loved his son, and the Kents were reasonably intelligent people. There was every chance that they could discuss this situation like civilized beings.
He was wrong.
Nothing he imagined prepared him for how truly awful it *could* be.
To describe the meeting as a meltdown would be an understatement. Lex realized that he'd never really seen Jonathan Kent angry before. He seen him annoyed, sarcastic, fearful even, but this-no wonder his dad had always been rather careful in dealing with Jonathan-he was frightening.
And Clark. Clark...had a temper, something he'd always been aware of, but had never truly seen in action either.
It was terrible, just terrible, and he'd even jumped in between the two-for one awful moment, he thought that Clark was going to hit his father. His eyes had been so fierce, so full of anger-and red, Lex would swear to it.
- Bad Kents.. Clark is really scared and needs help. I understand that you don't like Lex, but really a little trust, maybe some understanding. Try it out...
I can't wait for more..