tuesday de: Test Drive meme

[bjornwilde]

I know we have the All-SKates and they are a lot of fun, but what the hay, have a test drive meme. Post in with someone you're thinking about playing, or someone you are loving but would never play long term. Or post in with someone you haven't played in forever. Or post in with whatever.

Total free reign and chaos.

ETA: open forever and ever

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Clark Kent | Superman and Lois

[famous_cousin]

Sitting at a table with a big binder and a cup of coffee is one Clark Kent.

Wearing a windbreaker and a ball cap with 'Crows' on it, Clark is studying the Smallville High football playbook.

Every once in awhile he turns his head up, closes his eyes, and mumbles to himself while making a few hand gestures; mentally mapping out the plays he's memorizing.

Re: Clark Kent | Superman and Lois

[alphaand]

Omega's O_O face has gone absolutely nowhere, but now it's been combined with a friendly, eager smile that has clearly decided this man looks like a good source of important information.

Information that starts with:

"What is that?"

She's short enough that the binder on the table is nearly at her eye height, and she's looking at it with as much curiosity that she has for everything - which is a lot.

[famous_cousin]

Clark looks up from a diagram of a running play and sees the girl. The smile Clark offers is warm and friendly, and he sets the binder down on the table and turns it a little so that the girl can see the pages.

"Hello," he greets her. "This is a playbook for our football team back home. My sons are both playing and I've been made an assistant coach, so I'm boning up."

Clark is both proud and excited about the whole thing.

[alphaand]

"Oh," says Omega, and because that is not nearly enough information she asks: "What's football? And what's a coach? Is it like a training officer? And is that paper?"

She reaches a hand out to touch a page gently, like someone might touch a museum artefact, awed at the possibility of actually touching something so old and precious, but worried it might crumble in her hands.

[famous_cousin]

"Oh," Clark says in turn, as realization dawns. "Football is a game from my earth. There are actually different kinds, this is the American version."

He makes no move to stop her from touching the page, and in fact Clark moves the book closer still so that she can see and reach it better. "And yes, it's paper. Go ahead and check it out. We have electronic tablets and screens, but we still use a lot of this stuff."

As is evidence by all of the pages in the hefty binder.

"As for what a coach is, a coach is a leader and a mentor to the players. We make the plays that they'll run out on the field and give them guidance and advice." He's not sure if that correlates to a 'training office' or not.

[alphaand]

Nope, no idea what 'American' means, but she doesn't think that's important. Not when she has a paper binder to explore, running her fingertips lightly over the page to feel the imprints of the writing over the paper.

She nods her agreement - that sounds almost like a training officer. "Or like a field officer as well?" she guesses. "And these are like battle plans, but for a game?"

The concept of 'games' aren't unknown to her, but she's far more familiar with the training simulations the cadets do, and this helps her contextualise.

"Is 'Earth' the name of your world? I've never been off Kamino."

[famous_cousin]

The comparisons she's making are a little concerning, but Clark doesn't let his smile slip.

"I suppose they're a bit like that. The aim of the game is to get the ball to the end zone," he explains, pointing out each end of the field. "The plays are a plan for getting past, or stopping, the other team."

There are many X's and O's and lines showing routes marked on each diagram.

"Yes," he answers to her question about Earth. "It's where I grew up and where I've lived most of my life. My name is Clark."

[alphaand]

If it helps, she's cheerful and irrepressible about the concept of battle plans. Either she's never encountered the kind of things she's talking about, or there's something darker going on.

"Nice to meet you, Clark, I'm Omega," she says brightly. The fact that she's never heard of Earth doesn't concer her much - it's not like she's studied Galactic astrography or even Republic politics, so doesn't know most of the worlds in the galaxy.

Regardless, she goes back to studying the plans, thoughtfully, not quite understanding the lines on it. "Are there rules?" she asks, rhetorically, because of course they are, "what kind of equipment do the players have?"

(Do they have blasters? Can they shoot each other?)

Re: Clark Kent | Superman and Lois

[fiss84]

"Excuse me," says another little girl as she flies up to Clark's table, "I dropped my pencil and I think it rolled under your table."

Yes, she's floating about three feet in the air and is wearing a blue one-piece super-suit with a number 84 over her heart.

[famous_cousin]

Clark looks up, sees the flying girl, and smiles.

"Oh, sure thing," he tells her, putting down his binder and pushing back his chair so that he can kneel down and locate the pencil in question.

He spots it underneath one of the far table legs, and rather than crawl under to fetch it, Clark plants his palm underneath the table and pushes up, lifting the table up enough so that he can stoop down and get the girl's pencil.

Setting everything back to rights, Clark retakes his seat and holds the pencil out to the girl.

"Here you go," he says cheerfully.

[fiss84]

When he lifts the table her eyes go big and she gives a huge grin. Then, in a stage whisper, she asks, "Are you a superhero, too?"

[famous_cousin]

Casting a quick glance around, Clark leans in and whispers back, "I am."

He doesn't really hide his identity here but, when a child whispers at you, you whisper back and keep the secret going. It's more fun that way.

[fiss84]

Clutching the pencil in one hand and holding out her other, she says, "I'm 84, but my name is Julie. Are you a F.I.S.S. too?"

[famous_cousin]

Clark accepts her hand, giving it a warm shake.

"Julie, my name is Clark. They call me Superman when I'm wearing my own costume."

He gestures at hers, then tilts his head slightly.

"F.I.S.S?"

[strongerthanyouknow]

"Tell me you are not memorizing that for fun."

Sara ever needing to wait on something like hello's and excuses me's? Please.

[famous_cousin]

Clark looks over and his expression is both 'Hey, it's you!' and 'dorky proud-dad' as he offers a greeting and an answer.

"Hey, long time, no see," he says. Of course, she is a time traveler so that may or may not be true for her. "Just learning the plays. My sons made the football team and I get to be a coach."

He's very excited about both of these things.

[strongerthanyouknow]

The kids' thing never stops being a little cute. Right at the edges. Sara Diggle. Lily Stein. Mia Smoak. Lita Rory. Not that she can quite remember if she ever knew the names. Still it's cute. Who in the world actually imagines this when they think of Kara's cousin or that guy in the sky with the big "S" on his chest. Kids and coaching.

"Nice." It's amused, but congratulatory. "Can't be worse than anything else you've done, right?"

Beat. "Do you mind?" There's a hand toward one of the chairs. She lives in the boots of enough people to know shared space isn't always a shared invitation.

[famous_cousin]

It's true, almost no-one imagines Clark when they think of the guy with the 'S', it's part of why the glasses work so well.

"Actually, I'm hoping it turns out to be one of the best things that I've done," he says, the sappiness come by honestly with him.

When she asks, he shakes his head, gesturing at the chair.

"Not at all, please sit down," he says, closing up the binder to put his focus on her. "How've you been?"

[strongerthanyouknow]

It is quite sappy. Save the world a billion times a year, but hoping that this work with his kids, with this little football team, wherever it is in the 'real world,' as one of the best things in his ever list. Kara and Clark really are just an entirely another brand .

"Good, good." At least well as she can be with the messes The Legends find themselves in or having to handle all the time. "You? Aside from the football?"

[famous_cousin]

Clark nods his gladness that she is doing well, knowing that 'good' for people like them is almost always relative.

For his answer Clark's smile turns just a little hesitant, worries he's carrying working through to the surface.

"I'm doing alright," he answers her. "Nothing world ending, at least."

Again, relative.

"I left Metropolis with the family. Moved out to the farm. Kansas," in case she didn't know. "It's... been an adjustment."

Which is partly why the football thing is so big.

Omega || The Bad Batch

[alphaand]

What's this? It's thhe door sliding open along two diagonals, just enough to admit a small girl: tan skin, brown eyes, blonde hair, just at the cusp of puberty, wearing a simple tunic over pants.

She stops just inside the door and stares, her wide eyes and open mouth forming a bowling ball of surprise, wonder and unbridled delight.

"What is this place?"

Re: Omega || The Bad Batch

[fiss84]

The question catches Julie's attention and she floats over...yes, floats. She's currently about three feet or a meter or so off the ground suspended in air. She's also wearing a blue one-piece jumpsuit of some kind with a mask covering most of her face.

"It's bar," she says with a wave, "but it's okay, kids are allowed. Come on in!"

Re: Omega || The Bad Batch

[alphaand]

Omega's first expression of surprise and delight - at seeing a girl about her own stage of development, for the first time in her life - fades very very quickly to one of polite respect when she sees that the girl is floating.

It's not that Omega's ever seen Shaak-ti floating, or even that she's ever heard of anyone flying like this, but the only type of person who could possibly do that is a Jedi, so she dials back to the appropriate level of respect, hands held politely in front of her.

"It's okay? I didn't know there was a bar here."

And there are no Kaminoans or clones around that she can see, so it feels like she shouldn't be here.

Re: Omega || The Bad Batch

[fiss84]

Julie recognizes that look, or one near to it anyway. She's gotten it from other FISS's since she took 84 as her superhero name and it can be awkward, especially when it's adults giving her the look. She settled to the ground and holds out her hand to shake.

"Sure it is, though I think I might need to explain a few things. I'm Julie."

Re: Omega || The Bad Batch

[alphaand]

Okay, well, handshakes at least Omega understands and recognises as more friendly than a salute or a bow, so she shakes the hand, her smile brightening again somewhat.

"Hi Julie," she says, "I'm Omega."