http://super-bro.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] super-bro.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2007-08-02 11:49 pm

Josh's Reality: Lab: Better Lead than Dead

Though temporarily out of the Phantom Zone and given just a wee bit of a reprieve, Mon-El was still dying, still suffering from lead poisoning in his veins.  Even if he could be cured of what was killing him now, the odds of encountering lead again were tremendous.  It would take a miracle to truly save his life.

His vision was hazy, pain making it hard to focus, but he could make out a high tech laboratory, one that would have been the envy of many a scientist.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-08-09 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
She paused to wait for both boys to catch up, absently playing with the mane of hair that went down the back of one arm. "Do you like pasta und vegetables vith meat, Lar?"
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-08-09 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
A chuckle. "Ach, maybe I should offer you some of vhat my husband is eating."

"What is Uncle Sonnejäger eating?" asked Josh, his tone saying, 'and how much will he give me?'
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-08-09 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Snails vith hot sauce..." Himmelriß paused as Josh turned toward Lar in concern and put a hand on his shoulder.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-08-09 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Himmelriß walked back and gently put her arms around him, offering motherly comfort in a quiet and gentle way.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2007-08-09 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
She reached up to pat him gently on the other shoulder, then took his hand and lead him into the large, cheerful but rather empty looking kitchen where Jenny sat at the table while a large golden man of Himmelriß's people stood at the counter, his massive dark copper wings being used as extra hands as he served fragrant pasta onto plates.