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Jor-El ☼ Man of Steel ([personal profile] stepintothesun) wrote in [community profile] dear_mun2013-07-04 08:44 pm

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I'm not one to criticize inspiration whenever or however it chooses to strike. In fact, I applaud your enthusiasm. But do you think that perhaps you’re getting a little ahead of yourself? We barely know each other after all and you already have plans to insert me into alternate universes. [Gentle, tempered smile.] I think it might be prudent that we discuss the matter in detail first, don't you?
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[personal profile] inthesun 2013-07-05 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
They seem to have talent, some sort of magic, that leads me to believe it's not impossible. But it's good to question things until you understand them.

[ Must not flail. It's undignified. ]

Hello, father. Jor-El. What should I call you?
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[personal profile] inthesun 2013-07-05 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I do, and I love them very much. [ He won't insult his parents that way. They raised him to be a good person, after all. And yet, this is his biological father. One half of his genetic makeup comes from the guy. ] But dad once told me that I had another father somewhere, who gave me another name. That's you.

If you don't mine me speaking frankly, I've known Mom and Dad all my life. They can't be replaced, nor would I want them to be. That said, I think I have a right to know where I came from. To know who my birth parents were. Are.

So I'll call you Jor, sir, and you can use Kal. And we'll work from the ground up. Sound fair?
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[personal profile] inthesun 2013-07-05 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
They taught me a lot, yeah. They're good people. I think you'd like them. [ He hopes both sets of parents would view one another kindly, anyway. ] There's nothing stopping us from building a relationship now. Might not be the easiest thing in the world, granted, but it's worth a shot.

[ Clark glances down at his chest once his father does, wondering if the older man can see the blue suit hidden beneath regular clothing, then straightens his shoulders. And extends a hand. ]
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[personal profile] inthesun 2013-07-05 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Things happen. [ It's a laughably inadequate thing to say, but it's all Clark can think of in that moment. He hasn't been waiting quite as long as Jor-El for a reunion. Truth be told, he didn't let himself believe in the possibility as a concrete idea, simply because the reality was too painful. But things are vastly different now.

He finds himself searching his father's face, looking for those little markers he can identify in his own. Something solid -- genetic -- that binds them together as blood. Eventually he speaks, letting his hand remain where it is, not quite willing to let go yet. ]
Dad passed when I was seventeen, but I'm sure Mom would love to meet you. She's ... well, she's amazing is what she is.

[ Clark swallows around a sudden lump in his throat, the obvious emotion in Jor-El's voice touching deeply. ]

That goes both ways, you know. I can't quite believe you're standing in front of me, either.
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