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Aloha Means Hello and Goodbye [closed]
Relaxation time! What? He'd actually been training pretty hardcore using the Sensoriums lately. He'd earned the break as far as he was concerned.
The door was left open in case any newbies wandered by, so he could helpfully show them the many holographic wonders of the Sensoriums, and hey, to meet some new people, just in general. That was always cool. Otherwise, Superboy was chilling hardcore, laying on a hammock under the Hawaiian sun, in just sunglasses and some board shorts (with a little S-shield on them, of course).
Not far off was the beach, the waves crashing away against the sand. The palm leaves made hushed rustling sounds in the wind.
"Stace, crank up the breeze just a bit?"
The sea breeze blew in just a little bit stronger and cooler, and Kon squirmed to get comfy in his hammock.
"Oh yeah. That's the stuff."
Hawaii was one of his favorite places to relax in the Sensoriums. Between that and Kansas fields, all his relaxation location needs were usually covered.
Still, he wasn't always in the mood for a good beach nap. Much as occasionally basking in the sun and trying to get into an aloha state of mind were beneficial, there were the bad memories tied to the islands that he never could quite get away from. It made visits something of a double-edged sword, though it helped that he always picked a location that wasn't quite like the beaches he went to most, or near the ol' compound.
Superboy wasn't quite sure why he'd picked the beach today, why it had called out to him, but it had. And it felt good to be here. And it hurt, as it always did, for what it reminded him of.
The door was left open in case any newbies wandered by, so he could helpfully show them the many holographic wonders of the Sensoriums, and hey, to meet some new people, just in general. That was always cool. Otherwise, Superboy was chilling hardcore, laying on a hammock under the Hawaiian sun, in just sunglasses and some board shorts (with a little S-shield on them, of course).
Not far off was the beach, the waves crashing away against the sand. The palm leaves made hushed rustling sounds in the wind.
"Stace, crank up the breeze just a bit?"
The sea breeze blew in just a little bit stronger and cooler, and Kon squirmed to get comfy in his hammock.
"Oh yeah. That's the stuff."
Hawaii was one of his favorite places to relax in the Sensoriums. Between that and Kansas fields, all his relaxation location needs were usually covered.
Still, he wasn't always in the mood for a good beach nap. Much as occasionally basking in the sun and trying to get into an aloha state of mind were beneficial, there were the bad memories tied to the islands that he never could quite get away from. It made visits something of a double-edged sword, though it helped that he always picked a location that wasn't quite like the beaches he went to most, or near the ol' compound.
Superboy wasn't quite sure why he'd picked the beach today, why it had called out to him, but it had. And it felt good to be here. And it hurt, as it always did, for what it reminded him of.