( closed ) can feel it in my roots;

[kryptomight]

WHO: Jonathan Kent & various
WHERE: All over
WHEN: Mid~late October
WHAT: tmw you're dimensionally displaced and everything is weird
WARNINGS: n/a!

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A SUPERBOY PARTY;

[kryptomight]

( it's not exactly the first time he's done a tour of his own place, but it is definitely the first time his own place has been. uh. a place shared with people who aren't his parents. he knows kara's sharing the space with him so it's kind of basically the same--except there're a lot of other adults too that he hasn't gotten familiar with.

not that it matters any. it's still kind of his! so jon opens the door easy enough, gestures for conner to follow him inside. )

Sooo this's it! Mine and Kara's place for now, I guess? It's kinda cool. I still need to add my own stuff to it but I've gotta get stuff first for that.

Re: A SUPERBOY PARTY;

[callmesuperboy]

[ Conner smiles as he looks around, then grins. He was a little impressed at the place. ]

It looks pretty cool! And yeah! Got a shopping trip scheduled to go out and get stuff yet?

Bart and I are still looking for our own place.

[kryptomight]

Not yet. I kinda figure planning that out needs money, and I don't have a lot of that to work with. .

( sure was nice having a set of parents available to get you things you needed. )

Who's Bart?

[callmesuperboy]

Right. Well, if you are willing to let family spoil you, just this once, I could take you shopping.

[ He smiles at Jon. ]

What else is having a job for, except spoiling family and friends?

And Bart is my best friend, or one of two, really. He's from our world, which is nice.

[kryptomight]

( a big smile in return, before jon's gesturing for conner to follow him up the staircase and towards his own room. )

Just this once! But thank you soo much. I'll pay you back once I get my uh--my paychecks from my new job? Which I also have now, which's kinda cool.

( since when do places hire ten year olds, really. )

I work at an ice cream shop! ( but more importantly. ) Is Bart a superhero too?

DAMIAN;

[kryptomight]

( he doesn't live anywhere close to maurita falls, but it is another base and it's not as if it takes jon long at all to get anywhere he wants to be--especially considering the whole bit about superheroes being super common around here. it feels darker than what he's used to, but jon isn't out as jonathan kent right now; he's got on his favored hoodie, dried and fixed after the dip he'd taken moments before being pulled in by the porter, and his cape's flapping behind him as he makes his way down the sidewalk.

feels fishy, but he's not going to question a whole city based off of just his first impression of it. honestly, it kind of reminds him of gotham a little. the aura or something.

which is what distracts him from noticing there's someone right in front of him, and prevents jon from stopping in time to avoid ramming his face right into the guy's back. )

Oh, sorry--I--( wait. wait just a second. ) Uh. Do I know you?

( you'd think you wouldn't forget someone and generally jon doesn't. but there are details he recognizes, even if they don't quite match up to what he expects. )

[batricide]

No.

[ Damian's armor isn't exactly his Nightwing armor, but it's close enough. He hasn't bothered changing it up because the Nightwing here isn't really the brother he's lost. This is built for durability, with open areas at the elbows and palms for easy access if he needs to grow a weapon. It hurts like hell, but its usefulness outweighs any pain.

And 'Nightwing' isn't really in the mood to entertain children in cosplay - and that's what he thinks he's looking at, just at first. Until he actually turns to look - brow furrowing further as he takes in familiar features. ]

Isn't it past your bedtime? Go home, kid.

[kryptomight]

( it says a lot that this is the exact kind of behavior he'd anticipate from damian; pretending he doesn't know him, the bedtime stuff. and that it's that specific behavior that really tips the recognition over into putting an name to the face. the bone structure is the same, even if it'd grown a bit. he's definitely taller and that's. terrible.

but jon smiles anyway, because maybe he is bigger and acting grumpy but it's a version of his best friend, and having that here-- )

I don't have a bedtime here, Damian. ( but he does pause for a moment. raises a hand up to the top of his head and measures out the difference between them. ) Which's good, 'cause I've got some catching up to do.

[batricide]

[ oh.

oh no.

the kid knows him. not just as nightwing. he knows his name and that's when he starts to more seriously take in the look of him - the cape, the hoodie, the honest boy scout blue eyes.

Is this the son Clark was going to have? The one that he should have had.

Recognition dawns. But probably not the kind Jon wants. ]

... I don't know you. I'm not your Damian. [ He's getting too used to saying that. ]

[kryptomight]

( he doesn't even know him as nightwing, honestly. jon vaguely knows of nightwing, but he hasn't met dick grayson or seen him in gear. the suit isn't something he knows, it lacks the brighter primary colors. thus, names.

but he's unphased regardless. )

So? Doesn't mean we can't still be friends, right? Even if you're old.

JOSH;

[kryptomight]

( the houses are large. not exactly to his taste, but far enough away from the big city to help with his superhearing problem. except for the whole bit about the amount of other people who are also here. but jon's friendly, he doesn't generally have a hard time getting along with other people even if there are plenty of them that he'd rather not have to try with. he knows how.

his own room is still relatively empty; it'll take a while to get enough funds to furnish it with a cool elevated bed and all the action figures he's used to being surrounded with. maybe a telescope one day. a few video games--but those are a long way off. and that's fine.

but it's empty enough he doesn't want to spend a lot of time in it just yet. so he instead kicks back in the living room; sits on the nice comfy couch, kicks off his bright red converse and sinks back into the cushion with a large bowl of popcorn.

turns on the television to some mindless action show to distract himself. at least he does look pretty comfortable. )

[goldtoxicity]

[ josh is coming in from a late night of partying, muffling a yawn as he tosses his keys onto the table and peels his jacket off.

there's the sound of television and - that's not an adult? that's... definitely a kid. he knows there a kid imports, but like, not here. Josh stops short, poking his head into the living room.

oh right, new housemates. ]

Uh, hey. You the new guy?

[kryptomight]

( it's just too bad that they're definitely here now, oops. the door opens, and jon's tilting his head back towards it, back of his head pressing against the hard part of the couch as he looks over to josh when he pokes his head in. )

Yeah! One of them? My cousin is here too, but she's a girl. I'm Jon.

[goldtoxicity]

Oh, you guys got to come here together? Cool.

[ He leans against the doorframe. Not... sure how to interact with like, actual kids but hey. ]

I'm Josh, nice to meetcha.

[kryptomight]

Well, not really together together, but we're both here and both got here at the same time.

( what a weirdo, standing so far away. it's cool. he can just. swing his legs down onto the ground and walk his way over to josh, offer him a hand. )

Nice to meet you, too!

KARA;

[kryptomight]

( he hadn't anticipated getting assigned a job; generally, kids have to wait until they're at least teenagers for those, right? he's not even allowed in the teen titans, let alone working in an ice cream shop back home. but this is fine, too! great, even. jon gets to stand inside an ice cream shop all day and dish out some cones to people who want some, and get a few tastes here and there himself. which is exactly what he spends his first day on the floor doing: using the sample spoons to taste every single flavor so he can pick out the best three to bring home to share with kara.

so when she comes by to pick him up, he's already out on the curb. the little ice cream hat sits firm on top of curls, and both his arms are absolutely stuffed full with ice cream tubs. the third looks about ready to fall where it sits between the other two, but he's ready for it. )

Hey! I got us a snack for later.

( a """snack""". three tubs of ice cream is definitely a snack. one's a cheesecake flavored gelato, then there's cookies and creme, and a nice mint chip. )

[solarcharge]

[ Her first day goes uneventfully — Kara's saddled with these big glasses that don't match her usual frames, and she can make solid guesses as to the shape and colour of the ones others prefer. Part-time means she has time to devote to Jon — why does he need a job? He's ten. ]

[ But it's hard to complain about ice cream. She grins down at him. ]

That looks like enough for dinner, not a snack.

[kryptomight]

( it keeps him busy, at least. it's not the farm work he had gotten used to helping with, but jon knows how to mind his manners and how to scoop ice cream, so it goes okay. they don't let him handle the money part yet, but he's cute and customers like him. )

It's for a snack and for dessert after dinner and maybe breakfast in the morning.

( with a big smile, that he beams up at her before moving to fall into step beside kara. )

[solarcharge]

[ She plucks the topmost box so it no longer balances precariously, and reaches for a second one, so he'll only have one to worry about. ]

Is this going to be every day after I pick you up?

[kryptomight]

( oh sweet, even better. there's a soft "thanks" as she takes them, before he's taking the last box and putting it on top of his head, one hand on either side of it to keep it balanced as jon takes huge steps forward on the sidewalk. carefully avoids every crack. . )

Um. Maybe?

XION;

[kryptomight]

( it's bright and early in the morning and not a school day which means that it's the perfect time to go exploring, right? jon thinks so. the air in other places is a little cooler, but florida's always just a bit too hot and humid. at least this late, it's--less worse than it could be.

but he still has his jacket sleeves pushed up to his elbows, intent on marching his way through town to search through it regardless even if he gets entirely distracted when he spots a bunch of dogs walking down the sidewalk. )

Hey--excuse me! ( politely, because it's rude to just. you know. reach for someone else's dogs. ) Could I pet them, please? If they're okay with it!

[marxionette]

[ The dogs hear the word pet and of course they're all over him, immediately trying to seek out his hands for pets and attention. Xion manages to yank them back in time for the bowl they poor kid over, offering a little smile. ]

I think they'd like that a lot.

[kryptomight]

( because of course the most exciting thing about dogs is getting to give them ear scritches and pet them for forever, right? and then there's the dog slobber and cuddles and all that fun stuff. but he's definitely not afraid of a pack of dogs trying to run him over; krypto is stronger than like four hundred dogs and he hasn't knocked jon over too hard yet. but when she gives him her permission, he holds out his hand instead of immediately going to pet, even if these dogs are. clearly friendly. lets them sniff him out a bit before smiling wide and getting on his knees to start petting as many dogs as he possibly can. )

Thanks! ( to xion, before: ) Aw, who's a good boy? You are!--and so're you, your fur's so soft--

[marxionette]

[ their tails are wagging SO HARD and they are SO EXCITED to say hello to this new human who is very good at petting. yes yes yes ]

That's Champ. [ Champ is an impressively fluffy Pyrenees who just wants all the attention. ] And this is Mimi [ a dachshund ], Soot [ a black lab ] and Big Joe. [ who is, in fact, a small pomeranian.

who is immediately trying to find out if Jon has any treats in his pockets. ]

They really like you.

[kryptomight]

( why doesn't he have a champ of his own. this dog is so fluffy. and soft. and a good dog. voted ten out of five, jon loves him so much. but also mimi and soot and big joe. there aren't any treats in his pockets because he's (sadly) lacking dogs here and wasn't planning on running into any, but he cups his hands around big joe's face regardless, coos soft about what a good boy he is before pressing his face right into his fluff. )

I really like them, too. They're soo cute. ( all dogs are cute. these ones being cute isn't surprising. ) Are they all yours?