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Anartica

He had to have one.

You can't be Superman without one.

A Fortress of Solitude, carved out of ice, ready and waiting for... what?

Clark has spent some time pondering it, and he's no closer to the answer. He has nothing here. Well, nothing except Charlie, and bringing her into a building made of ice might not be the best idea. However, a close examination of his landing spot did reveal the first two pieces of memorabilia for his secret home. The remains of his sun forcing armor, no longer needed now that he's under his own home sun. And a yellow ring with accompanying lantern. Sinestro insisted he have one, despite not needing it. Still, it looks good where it is.

A quick trip to Paris added a third item. A piece of the Eiffel Tower, melted into slag by a fierce heat. He can't help but smile, looking over it. And then it's back home.

Cooper Farm

Perhaps too quickly. He seems to have pulled a touch of the artic wind with him, a small patch of grass frosting over as he lands. He pauses, looking about him, his face impassive as usual. There is so much he could do... but what should he do?

((OOC:Feel free to intercept Clark at any point in his journey.))

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"Nice? What world?" There's a high degree of probability she looks confused.

"I mean, I know everythings gone down hill, but over all.." He shrugs. It has her in it, it's perfect.

"Yeah, I kind of like it too." In Charlie's case, it's the first time in a long while she's allowed to lie somewhat normally.

"What... what do you want out of life?"

"Safety." It's instinctive. "A safe place, I mean. Somewhere I can be myself and not have to worry about people dragging me back to the Shop for tests and re-education. I found that here. Before, I didn't think having a family was possible, but it is now. I want that. I'm working on a nursery for the baby."

Charlie shrugs. "The nice, boring stuff that everyone takes for granted, I guess."

"No ones going to take you anywhere you don't wanna go. I'll stop them."

"As far as I can tell, this world doesn't have the Shop." Although the Office of Domestic Security, what's physically left of it, may have come close.

"Okay, your turn. What do you want?"

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"...I want to make a difference." Gazing into the distance. "I want to be a hero. And, I want you, of course."

"You do, you are, and I'm here."

:)

Clark blushes like a fiend.

That? Is seriously adorable. So much that he'll get a kiss on the cheek before she resumes her quest for clothing.

Clark tags along like a love lorn puppy.

Charlie might steal his hand, if there are no objections, for the rest of the walk across the downtown area, and into the next store. There's a good chance she might forget to let go of it for a long while.

There's a great chance he won't mind.

They really need to get into more plots so they have stuff to talk about.

They really do.

ooc: fade here? can toss charlie into a new post.

(Sure)