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[hero_farmboy]

In order to stave off boredom, Clark has decided to get ambitious. Well, as ambitious as he feels like getting around here. He asked the bar for a few footballs (the American kind), a bit of netting and a fair sized hoop.

It didn't take long to rig up outside - hang the hoop from a tree and the netting behind the hoop - and for the past little while, he's been perfectly content tossing aforementioned footballs through the hoop from a good distance.

Clark almost forgot how much he missed this.

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[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

Raspberry walks outside, wearing the clothing-shape of a T-shirt and some very short denim shorts and carrying a grape slushie in one hand.

A moment later, though the slushie remains, she has taken advantage of the laxity of the rules in the outdoors and reverted to a much more comfortable shape. What? Surely if you're allowed to be violent out by the lake you're equally allowed to be naked.

She hasn't noticed Clark yet; she's simply walking across the grass, sipping her slushie.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark doesn't really need to concentrate as much on throwing footballs as one might think, but it's been so long since he's done this, he's paying attention on purpose. This may be why he doesn't exactly notice Raz until she's basically in his direct path.

A football goes sailing over her head, dangerously close. It doesn't miss the hoop. But it's close.

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

Raz looks up, tracks the football as it stumbles its way through the hoop, then snaps her head around to see where it came from.

And waves, cheerfully, approaching.

"Hi Clark! What's up?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Hey, uh, Raspberry."

Wow, that football in his hands is really interesting. That's why he's looking at it and not her.

"Not much. Just passing time, you know?"

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

Raz notices his failure to let his eyes fall anywhere near her, glances down, and puts two and two together.

"You can look now," she says a moment later, and if there's a mischievous grin on her face it's only because she really can't help herself. "Sorry."

And indeed, she's resumed the guise of a pair of shorts and a shirt, though both are present only minimally.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark peers at her slowly and then half smiles.

"It's all right," he shrugs. "But thanks."

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

"See, I like it when people look at me when I talk to them, and I had this feeling you weren't gonna," says the goo girl with a smile, slurping her slushie some more.

[hero_farmboy]

"Probably not," he agrees. "Isn't it sort of against the rules to walk around like that anyway?"

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

"Not outside!" she says, cheery. "At least I've never been busted for it. I figure if the no-fighting rule doesn't hold out here, the no-fucking rule shouldn't either, right?"

[hero_farmboy]

Clark's arm stills briefly before he tosses another perfectly aimed ball.

"I can't say I've ever through about it that way."

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

"Huh." Raz shrugs. "Well, until somebody tells me otherwise, I'm going to assume I'm not breaking any rules by wandering around naked out here."

[hero_farmboy]

"You don't think it might be a good idea to err on the side of caution?"

Clark asks merely out of formality. He's pretty sure he knows what her answer will be.

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

"Me? Caution? You're fucking kidding me, right?"

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

She had been walking in to Milliways when she saw Clark head off with the footballs and equiptment. It only took Chloe the length of obtaining an iced mocha from Bar before she head outside, leaning against a nearby tree as she watched Clark with a grin on her face.

Given his superhearing, Chloe's sure it's only a matter of time before he spots her. She just hopes that, before then, she has a chance of seeing him finally miss.

[hero_farmboy]

"About time you showed up," Clark says, grinning, but not stopping. "I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

"Avoiding you?" Now confused, and clearly caught, Chloe takes a few steps away from the tree and towards Clark. "Okay, um, what?"

[hero_farmboy]

Clark shrugs, tossing another ball neatly through the hoop.

"I haven't seen you in a few days."

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

"That's funny because I could've sworn I saw you the other day," Chloe replies before taking a sip of her mocha. "I left you and Riley here in Milliways to go back to Smallville for a couple of hours to do some research at the Planet and sort of lost track of time. It's only been less than a day, Clark."

[hero_farmboy]

Clark finally glances over at her and sighs heavily.

"...that's so totally not fair. I haven't been able to go home for over a month."

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

Chloe blinks, and blinks again. "Wait a second. Did you just say a month?"

[hero_farmboy]

"About that, yeah." Clark sets the football currently in his hands down and walks over to Chloe. "I've been bored out of my mind. It's really only been a few hours for you?"

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, um." There's a slight panic in her eyes and she looks around the lakeside quickly, trying to see if another certain someone was there. "Um, Clark. Okay, I've totally been on the other side of this whole crazy time-mess-up-continuum thing, but not this. Do you know how long Riley's been here?"

She hopes it's not a month. If Clark thought that she's been avoiding him, Chloe really doesn't want to know what Riley thinks right now.

[hero_farmboy]

"Riley?" Of course she's concerned about Riley.

Clark shrugs again and leans against the tree behind her. "No idea. He didn't seem all that unusual when I talked to him the other day."

Beat.

"Well, no more than he normally is."

[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

Chloe gives Clark a mild glare at his response. "You're one to talk about unusual, you know."

[hero_farmboy]

"Alien. I'm allowed to be weird."