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"Listening to others, considering well what they say" (Part 3: Maingate Hotel)
The Maingate Hotel was pretty extravagant, and an entire section of it had been eked out for the crew's use during their stay. They had several suites, three communal areas, a conference room, their own kitchen with a chef on call if they required her.
They were all teleported from the main teleport pad of the hotel into the conference room, which was a large enough room to be able to hold a group their size and had plenty of chairs arranged in a circular pattern so they could mostly all face each other or whoever was in the middle of the room.
Everyone had to settle down so they were all able to talk, and the meeting itself would have to be carefully controlled so they wouldn't all talk over each other. But they were up for the task, right?
[ooc: Guardian Setup, General Mingling, Clone Checkup, Newbie Briefing, General Briefing, More Mingling, Back to the Meeting, and The Idea Guy sections are open. Backup characters introduced to the plot can join in the mingling subthreads if they want. The opening of new subthreads will be announced here and the ooc. Please read the linked OOC post for a plot timeline.]
They were all teleported from the main teleport pad of the hotel into the conference room, which was a large enough room to be able to hold a group their size and had plenty of chairs arranged in a circular pattern so they could mostly all face each other or whoever was in the middle of the room.
Everyone had to settle down so they were all able to talk, and the meeting itself would have to be carefully controlled so they wouldn't all talk over each other. But they were up for the task, right?
[ooc: Guardian Setup, General Mingling, Clone Checkup, Newbie Briefing, General Briefing, More Mingling, Back to the Meeting, and The Idea Guy sections are open. Backup characters introduced to the plot can join in the mingling subthreads if they want. The opening of new subthreads will be announced here and the ooc. Please read the linked OOC post for a plot timeline.]
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"Wait, so if we have--does that mean--?"
He turned to look at Lex and then glared.
"Oh, hell no," he declared loudly.
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He then stifled a yawn, had a sip of... some kind of liquor, then went back to look over the data as the kvetching began.
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"You don't own me, the other Luthor didn't own me, and oh, by the way, since I never got the chance before we got sent on this mission--"
He flicked Lex's forehead. Not hard enough to knock him out, but hard enough to hurt a little, given his massive strength.
His voice was a low rumble. "That's for trying to kill me back on the ship."
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"You know," Lex started, flipping through to another screen, "if all you're going to do is whine and complain like a child, it would be more effective to do it in front of someone who actually gives a damn whether or not you're still breathing." Lex looked Kon™ right in the eyes, his expression calm and neutral. "Because I certainly don't."
And he was all but daring Kon™ to call him a liar.
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Yes, he was calling him a liar.
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"I'm not your father," he stated, calmly, coldly, factually, and worst of all, truthfully. "I'm not the one who cobbled you together in a test tube. I'm not the one who screwed you up so badly and turned you into... this." Lex had a way of looking at people that made it clear that they were less than human. This was not that look; it might have actually been worse. This was Lex looking at Kon™ as if he were human, and being severely disappointed in what he saw.
Really, Kon, he was doing you a favor by drowning you.
"And yet, here you come, time and time again, like I could give you all the answers he never did. Except I have nothing to do with you. This obsession of yours isn't healthy, find your closure elsewhere. I have reading to do."
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He went on, "You wanted to know the truth, though. Remember? You wanted the truth, and told me you wouldn't stop until you found it. When I finally gave it to you, when I finally got over all that, and let you know why I was the way I was and why you scared me so much, I almost die because of a diagnostic you ran. Other people almost died, too. What the hell am I supposed to think of that? What do you think that looks like to me? You didn't say a word after I gave you your proof and then I almost died because of something you did."
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"I don't.
"I left that obsession behind ages ago. I've learned, let go, and moved on; that's the privilege of being a man." And the look he gave made it clear that Kon hadn't reached that point in his life. "I'd have told you that, but its not like you'd believe me anyway. Hell, I could tell you that water is wet and you'd still think I was lying. You and your friends from your world are all so haunted by the ghost of a man that I never was that you all can't help but side-eye me as you want for me to unveil some nefarious plan to take over the ship.
"You aren't my problem anymore. I don't care what you think or what you feel. All of that is your problem, not mine." He paused, reconsidering. "Well, I suppose you are for the moment, since the Galileean government insist that you be, and you insist on being a huge pain in the ass because neither of your Daddies hugged you enough.
"But, again, not my problem. I don't control what goes on in that head of yours, you do. And I'm not going to walk around on eggshells because you're too weak, scared, scarred and can't handle it."
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"On the off-chance you're telling the truth--fine. Good. Stay the hell out of my life from now on and I'll stay out of yours. Problem solved. On the off chance you're not? Because I have no idea who the hell you are or what you're really about? Keep it between you and me if there's a next time. Cassie Lang nearly died, too. If that was an accident, it was an accident, but if it wasn't, you got sloppy when you didn't have to. If you're lying, if you do still care, and you make another go for me, and hurt someone else on the way? You'd better make sure you finish the job because if you hurt someone else while having a go at me, I'll make sure you never have the chance to hurt anyone else ever again."
He held up his hands and backed away.
"Hey, but you're Mr. I don't-care-guy right? If you don't really care, you don't really have any nefarious plans, and I'll never have to follow through, will I. So technically that's not a threat."
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"You can try to paint me as the bad guy all you want, Lex. But whatever happens, I'm going to come down on the side of angels. Whether or not you do and what happens to you in the end--that depends on your choices. Make sure you actually think them through."
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"I'm not the one making half-assed threats here, am I? I'm not the one who even started this conversation. You did all of that, by your own free will. You came over here and opened your mouth, and you seem to expect me to go out of my way to get out of yours. Yet, you could just as easily shut up and walk away again, but you repeatedly choose not to, because that requires nothing of me and everything of you, and you won't be satisfied until you get some kind of conession from me.
"It's pathetic. Yet I'm the bad guy for pointing out that you're the one behaving like a jackass.
"I don't have you on a leash, yet you still insist on yapping at my heels.
"But, I suppose with your kind of powers, and your gross lack of self-control, things like subtlety and nuance are simply lost on you. So I'll be blunt, just so I know you understand.
"Shut your mouth. Go away. Don't bother returning until you've achieved the intellectual and emotional maturity needed to have a conversation like an adult."
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