drakenet | [video]

[ meanwhile, back at the ranch...

the keijen blade concert was televised, for anyone curious to watch, although many of the failboaters had cautioned (including a sign taped to the TV by kat) to keep it on mute, lest they get brainwashed by blade's voice.

the cameras did not last through the entire thing, but what they did see was... disturbing. at one point, in the giant concert hall, a large glass pane lifted between blade and the audience, as he sang a taunting number, at the end of which, the ceiling split open pouring boiling hot lava onto the hundreds of concert attendees, who were boiled alive. Some might know that they had friends away on that mission, friends who had said they were going to be in the crowd as back-up. The last images broadcast before cuts to a live newcast trying to make sense of what was happening as the cameras melted seemed to confirm the deaths of anyone inside.

The panicked reporters spoke of unusual sightings in the area, a horribly darkening sky above the concert hall. Monsters appearing out of nowhere. Chaos.

Los Angeles is burning.

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That LA has gone completely dark after some psychopath dumped a ton of lava on the heads of his audience at a rockshow. There's some kind of... cloud over the entire city.

I think that about covers it. You're okay, though, right? Anything weird happening back home?

about that

I'm in London

[He should be mad. Or irritated. Or at least surprised.

But all he can feel is relieved because she's close enough that if she was in danger, he could get to her in time.]

When? Why?

promise not to get angry?

Lois...

when you wouldn't tell me the truth, i had to take matters into my own hands

What does that mean?

[He has this creeping dread. How much has she found out???]

How long have you been here?

long enough.

the 'karthur institute'? really?

It's a strange name, I know

[PLAY IT COOL. MAYBE SHE DOESNT KNOW.]

don't play dumb with me, farmboy

i know the truth

[In his case, that could mean a lot of things. None of them are good. Especially now when they're on lock down.]

Whatever it is you think you know, it's not really a good time, Lois.

LA is exploding, and people are talking World War III or Armageddon out here.

If you think I'm staying out of this, you don't know Lois Lane.

[SIIIIIGH He is not equipped to handle this.]

Can you stay out of it until tomorrow? I can meet you. Where are you staying?

[Maybe the section heads will be done and he can talk to Dovan about this and get some advice.]

air bnb. i can send you the address.

It may take me some time to get there.

[Because he has to figure out what the fuck he's going to dooooo.]

then let me come to you

I don't think that's a good idea

just like you didn't think telling me about your gang of secret 'knights' was a good idea?

no offense, clark, but i'm done with you deciding what's good for me

[okay well that's at least a better idea about what she really knows, so he can confirm that he won't slip up and spill the beans himself. He knows there's no stopping her. And with his luck, she's found out exactly where they are and is only texting him as a courtesy.]

Give me an hour.

fine smallville

but i want all the deets

[gulp.]

[About 45 mins later, he responds]

I can't leave right now. Things are really tense. And you're right, I owe you a lot of answers. But if you show up here, I have no idea what will happen. Please just give me until morning.

[Hopefully he can talk to Dovan by then.]

i've given you a YEAR smallville

So what's one more night?

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