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[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

Knox. Bar. Lunch. Notepad. Has questions. Wants answers.

Isn't minimalism grand?

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[randomsbastard.livejournal.com]

Knox is forgetting something important.

Superman is hot. Martin looks like a geek. Super-strong hot guys equal heroes. Super strong geeks tend to equal villains.

Martin says blandly,

"Well, you know, there is also that whole thing where I'm a right royal bastard who is as likely to point and laugh as help out if an idiot gets themselves into trouble."

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Knox supposes this is as likely as someone being an altruist.

"Martin, no offense, but it sounds like oyu have one messed up life. Guess the Bar is almost a relief for you."

[randomsbastard.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea."

He says with a snort,

"The bar is a relief for me. Bar, the people in it who are not my family. Yeah."

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, sometimes it';s good to get away from family. Evne when they aren't gods." Knox, now feeling the effects of his drinks, pushes chair from table.

"Bleargh. I think I need some fresh air. Good talking to you."

[randomsbastard.livejournal.com]

"Later, man. 'Ware the werewolves in the woods."

Because humans, especially drunk ones, should be reminded of such things.