Conner kept his eyes on Klarion, before bringing up the rear. If anything, the tension seemed to amuse the witch boy. Oddly, he resisted the urge to say 'boo'. Maybe because of what he had dealt with, or for his own amusement.
Even stripped of several of his abilities, he remained a Lord of Chaos in his spirit.
Nearest to the common room Lounge, was the kitchen. The Library, locker rooms and gym, the medical bay. All very boring, Klarion well aware they weren't letting him near any of the rooms that contained personal information.
Escorted the whole time by M'Gann in front, and Conner at the rear. Teek'l seemed to have gone to sleep in his arms, and it was all too soon they were back at the Lounge. "Thank you for the tour...Miss Martian?"
Again that smile--if it was anyone BUT Klarion, that smile would be a good sight. Conner's eyes narrowed, and M'Gann's smile back was awkward, if polite. "Umm"
"I know. I'm not a guest, I'm a prisoner." Bored. Bored and boring, turning his head to give that same smile to Conner. "Do you really think I'd try something when you're glaring right at me and less than a foot away?"
Conner frowned. "Do you really think we trust you as far as far as a toddler could throw you?"
"Interesting question. Kryptonian, Martian, Thanagarian? It might depend on the toddler." Klarion chuckled to himself. "A krolotean would be interesting, except there's only one left, and he's not a toddler."
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Date: 2017-11-25 03:16 am (UTC)Even stripped of several of his abilities, he remained a Lord of Chaos in his spirit.
Nearest to the common room Lounge, was the kitchen. The Library, locker rooms and gym, the medical bay. All very boring, Klarion well aware they weren't letting him near any of the rooms that contained personal information.
Escorted the whole time by M'Gann in front, and Conner at the rear. Teek'l seemed to have gone to sleep in his arms, and it was all too soon they were back at the Lounge. "Thank you for the tour...Miss Martian?"
Again that smile--if it was anyone BUT Klarion, that smile would be a good sight. Conner's eyes narrowed, and M'Gann's smile back was awkward, if polite. "Umm"
"I know. I'm not a guest, I'm a prisoner." Bored. Bored and boring, turning his head to give that same smile to Conner. "Do you really think I'd try something when you're glaring right at me and less than a foot away?"
Conner frowned. "Do you really think we trust you as far as far as a toddler could throw you?"
"Interesting question. Kryptonian, Martian, Thanagarian? It might depend on the toddler." Klarion chuckled to himself. "A krolotean would be interesting, except there's only one left, and he's not a toddler."