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starsandseaTitle: Every Party
Rating: PG
Characters: Clark, Bruce
Word Count: 235
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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worlds_finest's Challenge 'E'. For the prompt of 'Every Party'. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct!
Clark closed his eyes for a brief moment, getting control of his hearing once more. It was always difficult, at parties, with so many people. Difficult to filter them all out, so he could hear if people needed him, yet still listen to the conversation, as well.
Clark didn't like parties.
At least he could be in the background for this one, the almost invisible reporter, not the alien superhero.
Laughter broke though his thoughts, and Clark opened his eyes, slightly guiltily. Bruce was in the centre of a group of giggling people, laugh high and foolish over something stupid he had said.
Clark wondered how the people around him didn't see the tense lines of Bruce's muscles, see how tired he was, how much Bruce wanted to be away from these people. Because of course, Bruce Wayne was always, always, the centre of attention of every party. Even when he wasn't there, conversations focused on him.
Clark looked away, unable to watch the sight. At least people generally kept a certain distance away from Superman, who could fly away at any moment, with any excuse, because who wouldn't believe Superman?
He walked around the edges of the party, talking to a few people, making notes, watching. Bruce had disappeared, and Clark could feel that his own energy levels were dangerously low. He'd escape in a minute. Just like they did at every party.
Title: The Eyes of Truth
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 260
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: Forworlds_finest Challenge 'E'. For the prompt of 'The Eyes of Truth'. Unbeted, so point and I shall correct!
Bruce staggered as the heavy, carved stone door finally opened after he had spent what seemed like an eternity trying to open it. But he was inside now; his quest almost completed.
It was dark inside, only broken by cut beams of light, from what must have been windows, cut very high in the stone of the chamber. The air smelt old.
Bruce was wary as he stepped further inside, wary of hidden traps. But, as he made his way further into the chamber, he became more confident. He had come too far to be stopped now!
He rounded a corner, looking out carefully from behind a pillar, and saw him. Bruce smiled, and walked to the figure seated on the throne. His eyes were closed, his hair dark, his skin pale, clothed in red and blue. Chains of a glowing green kept him tied to the chair.
But Bruce touched his hands and they fell away, as did the rest of the world when the freed man took a deep breath, like he was awaking from a long sleep, and opened his eyes.
*****
Later, when the villain is taken away, into custody, Batman and Superman nod at each other, and go their separate ways. But they are smiling, small secret smiles, and their eyes are alight, whether masked or free to the world, because each knows what the other saw in them.
And when they meet still later, their smiles deepen as they look in each others eyes. And see the truth reflected there, as it will always be.
Rating: PG
Characters: Clark, Bruce
Word Count: 235
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
worlds_finest's Challenge 'E'. For the prompt of 'Every Party'. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct!Clark closed his eyes for a brief moment, getting control of his hearing once more. It was always difficult, at parties, with so many people. Difficult to filter them all out, so he could hear if people needed him, yet still listen to the conversation, as well.
Clark didn't like parties.
At least he could be in the background for this one, the almost invisible reporter, not the alien superhero.
Laughter broke though his thoughts, and Clark opened his eyes, slightly guiltily. Bruce was in the centre of a group of giggling people, laugh high and foolish over something stupid he had said.
Clark wondered how the people around him didn't see the tense lines of Bruce's muscles, see how tired he was, how much Bruce wanted to be away from these people. Because of course, Bruce Wayne was always, always, the centre of attention of every party. Even when he wasn't there, conversations focused on him.
Clark looked away, unable to watch the sight. At least people generally kept a certain distance away from Superman, who could fly away at any moment, with any excuse, because who wouldn't believe Superman?
He walked around the edges of the party, talking to a few people, making notes, watching. Bruce had disappeared, and Clark could feel that his own energy levels were dangerously low. He'd escape in a minute. Just like they did at every party.
Title: The Eyes of Truth
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 260
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
worlds_finest Challenge 'E'. For the prompt of 'The Eyes of Truth'. Unbeted, so point and I shall correct!Bruce staggered as the heavy, carved stone door finally opened after he had spent what seemed like an eternity trying to open it. But he was inside now; his quest almost completed.
It was dark inside, only broken by cut beams of light, from what must have been windows, cut very high in the stone of the chamber. The air smelt old.
Bruce was wary as he stepped further inside, wary of hidden traps. But, as he made his way further into the chamber, he became more confident. He had come too far to be stopped now!
He rounded a corner, looking out carefully from behind a pillar, and saw him. Bruce smiled, and walked to the figure seated on the throne. His eyes were closed, his hair dark, his skin pale, clothed in red and blue. Chains of a glowing green kept him tied to the chair.
But Bruce touched his hands and they fell away, as did the rest of the world when the freed man took a deep breath, like he was awaking from a long sleep, and opened his eyes.
*****
Later, when the villain is taken away, into custody, Batman and Superman nod at each other, and go their separate ways. But they are smiling, small secret smiles, and their eyes are alight, whether masked or free to the world, because each knows what the other saw in them.
And when they meet still later, their smiles deepen as they look in each others eyes. And see the truth reflected there, as it will always be.
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Date: 2009-11-11 01:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-11 07:28 pm (UTC)Thank you for commenting! :)
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Date: 2009-11-11 01:54 am (UTC)The weariness of parties and the unusual little scenario in the second one was written with such an understanding of our boys!
My favorite lines:
Later, when the villain is taken away, into custody, Batman and Superman nod at each other, and go their separate ways. But they are smiling, small secret smiles, and their eyes are alight, whether masked or free to the world, because each knows what the other saw in them.
And when they meet still later, their smiles deepen as they look in each others eyes. And see the truth reflected there, as it will always be.
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Date: 2009-11-11 07:29 pm (UTC)Hee, I had fun with the kinda fairy tale theme to the second one! And those lines you picked out were my favorites as well. :)
Thank you for commenting!
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Date: 2009-11-11 08:34 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-11 07:30 pm (UTC)*pets the boys*
Thank you for commenting! :)
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Date: 2009-11-12 03:57 pm (UTC)Awesome story! I liked the way you described Clark working with his super hearing!
And you perfectly captured the difference between him being able to avoid an attention of people as „invisible reporter“ or flying away as Superman and Bruce being always the centre of attention! That was excellently written!
He'd escape in a minute. Just like they did at every party.
Wonderful ending! :)
Title: The Eyes of Truth
But Bruce touched his hands and they fell away, as did the rest of the world when the freed man took a deep breath, like he was awaking from a long sleep, and opened his eyes.
That was great! Excellent description of Bruce on the rescue mission.
But they are smiling, small secret smiles, and their eyes are alight, whether masked or free to the world, because each knows what the other saw in them.
I loved it! The smile, the eyes and the knowledge – that was amazing!
And when they meet still later, their smiles deepen as they look in each others eyes. And see the truth reflected there, as it will always be.
Again - perfect ending!
I enjoyed both the stories a lot!
Thanks for sharing. :)
LS.
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Date: 2009-11-14 07:18 pm (UTC)That was one of my favorite bits, highlighting the differences between them like that. :)
I loved it! The smile, the eyes and the knowledge – that was amazing!
*grins* I had a lot of fun writing that one, and well... just how well they know each other! *hearts Bruce and Clark*
Thank you for commenting! I'm so glad you liked them! :D
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Date: 2009-11-13 03:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-14 07:22 pm (UTC)I love Clark's slightly guilty relief at being there as Clark instead of Superman, knowing he can fade into the background a little.
LOL, could you see me projecting there a lot? :p
I really liked writing the second one, having it kinda sorta a fairy tale to begin with. Hee!
*glomps* I'm so glad you liked these, Jen, thank you for commenting! :D
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Date: 2009-11-14 08:07 pm (UTC)The second I liked because I could feel the relief in Bruce finding clark and then the hidden smiles when they parted ways. Very nice.
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Date: 2009-11-15 06:57 pm (UTC)The first one I like how observant clark is to bruce and the little nuances he holds. The tightness in his muscles. It really show how much he means to him.
Clark is definitely watching Bruce very closely there, lol. *pets him*
Their little smiles in the second story was my favorite part, I think. :)
Thank you for commenting! :)
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Date: 2009-11-15 12:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-15 06:58 pm (UTC)LOL, they won't tell me! *pouts a little* Probably best left to the imagination anyway. :p
Thank you for commenting! I'm so glad you liked them! :D
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Date: 2009-11-16 06:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-16 07:09 pm (UTC)Thank you for commenting! I'm so glad you liked them! :D