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[mini-supes.livejournal.com]

So a guy walks into a bar after a bunch of months of being gone. It's not a very good punchline, but Kon certainly feels like the punchline - he'd been totally given up the idea of ever getting back here again, and what does it do? Shows up when he's on his way to a pretty important place.

 -- okay, fine, he'd only been on the way to the Tower and that could wait for an hour or two, but nevertheless, the point still stands.

But hey. He's not going to complain about it much. He did miss this place. But lookie here - time for punchline number two. After a moment of blinking at the change of surroundings, he walks in - and a note materializes up on the bar itself.

"Huh?" He grabs for it, and reads it, a very odd look crossing his face. Does 'wtf' classify properly here? Because that definately comes to mind right about now.

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[alwaysroomforhope]

Look, up in the ... rafters. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it a teenage vigilante who hasn't seen her friend for, like, totally ever? Yup, third guess'd be right. She hurtles towards him. "Kon!"

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"Steph!" Kon forgets all about that little note for a moment, and grabs her for one big damn hug.

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Steph can give as good as she gets! Well - maybe not. Super-hugs are unbeatable, really. But she tries!

"You haven't been here for aaaages! What's happened?" A beat, and she pulls back, anxiously. "Billy told me some of the stuff that's been happening - when are you here from?"

Lucky she doesn't know everything yet.

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"Uh," Kon says, blinking a bit. "People are bitchfighting a lot, but not too much is going down yet." It might be safe to assume he's a bit behind Billy in time, Steph.

"Either you've heard something, and I should worry, or whoever you're talking about is just a worrywort."

But who could blame 'im?

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"Well, they're probably just worrywarts, then." Because it'd be safe to assume he'd've mentioned it if Bludhaven had blown up already, and she doesn't know much of what happened past that anyway. She hugs him again. "It's awesome to see you, anyway!"

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"Tell them to calm down, then. Stress kills!" Kon offers her a grin. "It's awesome to see you, too. Any new developments? Hot gossip, new kids, guys I should smack for putting their hands on you?"

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"Only hands on me are the ones I want there," Steph says, grinning widely at him. "You ever met Billy Batson? He's from our world, too. Does stuff on the news sometimes, he's a cub reporter."

Also, Captain Marvel. But she's not saying that!

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Kon blinks at her.



"Uh," he says, "You're dating him?"

Yeah, he knows who Billy is. He just doesn't know if she does!

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"Yep. You know him? Isn't he awesome?"

He's not getting any clues from this end. She can't tell if he knows or not, and until she's figured that out, she ain't sayin'.

Oh, conversational dancing, aren't you fun.

She beams, widely. "He's seriously cool. You gotta meet him."

[a-simple-choice.livejournal.com]

And somewhere nearby, in a booth in plain sight, as a matter of fact, is a man who will look very familiar, at least at first sight, a lot like someone Kon knows very well.

Jor-El siuts with his eyes closed, just breathing, the visor is on the table right now, but the headphones are still on, reducing the noise level to one he can stand. He breathes and listens, and concentrates.

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So Kon's been getting pretty good at noticing the little things lately. Chalk it up to excess powers? You could do that pretty easily. You could also chalk it up to dating a bat - uh, that kind of tends to impress the need for such things too, yeah.

Anyway, he's gotten a hell of a lot better at seeing things. So while he'd probably have glanced right over this guy awhile back, he focuses pretty quickly on him now.

"What the fuck," Kon expresses out loud now, because he's not dumb, and he can pretty easily connect this guy to the note. It doesn't even take a moment to decide what to do - he walks over.

"Uh," he says when he gets over there, somehow for a lack of anything else. It's the most profound greeting in the world, really.

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The fiurst statement is quite audible, but as he doesnt know whatt he last word means he doesnt pay attention. The footsteps briong him slowly to an alert state and he opens his eyes at the last word. he places the visor in place as he looks at the young man... who looks vaguely familiar.

"Hello? May I be of assistance?"

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"Dunno," Kon says, and brandishes out the note. "Did you send me this?" Because if he didn't, then it's time to feel like a jerk... but if he did, there's gonna be a lotta questions floating aroudn this joint.

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Jor-El blinks and focusses in on the note, the print springing closer. With a wince, he glances at Kon and nods.

"You are Kon?"

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"Unless some other guy is waltzing around here stealin' my name, in which case I want to have a word with him."

It's possible that right now is not the time to be a smartass, but whoever knew Kon to have a good sense of timing?

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He chuckles, just slightly, watching him. He rises, slowly and then gives an odd sort of bow.

"I give welcome to you, Kon-El. Frokm what has been told to me, you have done the House of El proud."

His yees are warm.

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"...have I?" Kon's really not sure what to say to that, and it probably reflects on his face. He offers a bit of a nervous grin. "Thanks."

[tim-drake.livejournal.com]

Tim himself had been on the way to the Tower when he was kidnapped by the bar. It had been a while for him as well, and it took him a moment to realize what had happened. For some reason, he had visited it less and less as of late.

But it seemed that he wasn't alone. There Kon was, standing with a note in hand and looking confused. Huh.

"What's on your mind?"

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Ooh, hey. It wasn't that much of a surprise that the bar kidnapped Tim as well, really. It seemed like anytime Kon got this place, Tim got it... or vicaversa! It was almost as if the bar had a quota to fulfill or something, one bat for one supes or one smart guy for one really dumb guy -- anyway. It wasn't a surprise at all.

Still though, his appearance earns a bright grin from Kon.

"Hey, man," he says, then holds the note out to him. "Wierdness, that's what."

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Tim took the note, his eyes quickly picking up the words on the paper. His brow raised some at the content of the note...but it was possible here, wasn't it? This was Milliways. However, that didn't make it any less weird.

"Jor-El? Isn't that your grandfather?" Tim, as a bat, could read a bit of Kryptonian, of course.

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"I guess so." Honest to god, he'd never really listened to many of those stories, though he probably should have. He just kinda tended to zone out when it seemed like he was getting a dose of that power known as super lecture. "So either someone's playing a really incredibly dumb joke, or the universe has a crappy sense of humour."

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"It is Milliways," Tim pointed out with a shrug of his shoulders as he returned the note back into the hands of its rightful owner. Or whatever. "It's quite possible that it is your grandfather that wants to see you. At least it's in here and not out there." Which was the real world, of course. At least here, there was security to fall back on.

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"....why would it be bad out there?" Yeah, Kon isn't really processing some of the possible consequences. Buuut, he'd have no reason to think bad of this guy, right? ...right?

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"Well, you have security here, which means even if this is some elaborate prank, you'd have back up. Plus, if it was out there, that means he could contact Clark as well and then we would have two confused Supers on our hands," Tim said matter-of-a-factly. He made it sound all so logical!

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"Nah, you'd have one confused supe, and one who's bouncing around like a giddy schoolgirl." Which was probably, actually, not the image Kon needed right now... but whatever.