| It's Honestly For Charity | |||||
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| What: Superman and Superboy catch up and discuss a few things of importance to them. | |||||
"Damn, can't wait till the gym is fixed at the Hall," Superboy can be heard remarking as he actually walks out of the training facilities and into the main Transit Hub of the Watchtower. Back in his costume, his hair's a little damn still from a post workout shower. Backpack slung over his shoulder, he stops by one of the view ports to look down at the Earth. "Never get tired of the view at least..." he trails off with a small smile.
"It has a way of putting things in perspective," Superman says as he walks by. He was actually heading to the training rooms. "Funny, you had the same idea I did, but earlier," he says, noticing the damp hair. "And you're right, I wish the facilities Earthside were working also."
"That and it looks pretty damn awesome," Kon replies with a grin. Turning to face Superman, Kon takes a breath and shrugs. "You got some facilities down there too? My team...well my other team, just had a little...incident at our HQ. Rebuilding the gym again," he admits. "Just come up for a workout?"
"I'm working on some," Superman admits. "Mostly for family and friends though, not for general League usage." He shakes his head. "I'm still wrapping my head around a lot of this League stuff," he admits. "I was going to take monitor duty tonight once I got done working out."
"I can lend a hand if ya want. I've got some specs for equipment that can handle guys with our kinda strength," Superboy offers. He looks back at the Earth for a few moments before he speaks again. "I'm sure whoever's up there now will appreciate gettin' out of it," he says with a laugh. "The whole League thing gets easier though..."
Superman nods. "I'd appreciate it. Don't get me wrong, I can get plenty of exercise at the house in Kansas... and my parents are starting to get to where they could use the help now and then, but specialized stuff for us would be much more helpful in the long run." He inhales deeply. "I thought Metropolis alone was a huge place to try to keep tabs on. Keeping tabs on the entire Earth is a completely different animal, even with a team. And I'll bet whoever I'm replacing will be glad for the break."
"Yeah...I know. I...lend a hand sometimes," Conner replies quietly, trying to keep the smile on his face but finding it not that easy. "The specialized stuff is definitely good. Especially since I gotta work if I wanna keep the muscle," he says, flexing an arm. "And yeah...but at least we're not alone as a team. Got some other teams out there lendin' a hand too."
"I've heard, and they've told me how much they appreciate it," Superman says as he turns around, leaning against the outer wall. He then laughs. "Definitely. Everyone thinks this..." He points to his bicep, which he flexes, "...is all superpowers, but I have to keep up just like everyone else to fill out the suit. Maybe less often... but I've still got to work out at some point." He nods at the team comment. "That makes things a lot easier, even if some of the other teams that operate do so a little differently. Their hearts are in the right place."
Kon pauses, smiling a bit wider at that. He'd been a little worried he weirded them out or was just weird. Having a family was a strange thing to him. "Oh yeah. I mean sure the super strength is still there even if we lose the definition but man..." he pauses to pull a few flexes. "Gotta look good too," he laughs. "Well. Most of the teams. Could think of a few I'm not so sure on. Gotta make sure some don't cross the line too."
Superman laughs. "I'll give you that one. I've gotten more than my share of appraising looks from women in the crowds when I perform heroic deeds... some of the guys too. Not my thing, but I'm not going to judge." He takes a deep breath, then he nods. "You're right. Some people I've seen in the news... they try to do the right thing, but their methods are suspect." And 'suspect' is putting it kindly. "They could probably be counted on in a desperate spot with a LOT of supervision, but I wouldn't go extending League invitations to any of them."
"Better not be judgin'," Kon replies with a little smirk. "Though...you don't mind the attention, do ya? Would ya wanna harness it for a little project I've got goin' on?" he asks, looking back up to the other man of steel. "Yeah...either they go way too far or are way too dumb to have the kinda power they do," he shakes his head. "Bad enough we gotta put up with Superlass," he mutters. "I'm glad things cooled down. Awhile back, League invitations were gettin' handed out like party favors."
Superman smiles a little. "To be fair, I imagine some of them wish they were me. I can barely handle walking in my own shoes, I don't know how most people would cope. And what sort of project?" He nods. "I want to give her the benefit of the doubt, but... from how she was created, I worry about her. I hope she finds her way, but I still worry." Then he nods again. "Sometimes a little exclusivity can be a good thing. A group like this with a worldwide scope... we have to be extra sure of everyone who is even considered, much less who gets in."
"Yeah, there's tons of people that wanna do the Super thing. Or just have the bod," Kon pauses, smirking again. When asked about his project, Kon takes a breath. "Last year I did that charity calendar. Buncha super guys posin' in swimsuits or just ditching their shirts...some super beefcake. All the cash went to these charities that help people who's stuff gets wrecked when all the villains and stuff attack. I'm doin' it again this year and lookin' for recruits...so far got me, Robin, Flash, Captain America, Iceman said he'd be in too if we need him. Still need some guys to join in...if you're interested..." he trails off, offering a smile. His shoulders tense a little as the topic goes back to Cir-El. "I'm less worried about how she was created...I mean I...wasn't exactly born normal but," he shakes his head. "The things she does are just idiotic. I mean six days on Earth and she's goin' on about needin' a job and gettin' adopted and she's blabbin' everything about Kryptonians to the government and her entire life story to everyone. And she has no concept of how to keep a secret ID which puts ours at risk. And now she's babblin' about her vision powers and makes it sound like she hit her head one too many times..." he trails off, shaking his head. "Oh yeah...exclusivity's good. And not havin' every random Joe and Mary with powers crowded up here."
Superman shrugs a little. "If it's for charity and it's decent, then I'd be glad to pitch in." He then sighs. "I've been meaning to have a chat with her. I'll have to do it more quickly than I'd hoped. Do you know where she's staying now?"
"Oh, its definitely decent," Superboy perks up at Superman's interest. "Got some strick rules. No full frontal, no full on nudity, guys that wanna keep their masks on get to no arguments so IDs are safe, nothin' overly porny," he explains. "No one under eighteen either. Had to make that clear to get one crazy person off my back," he says. "Yeah...unfortunately I do. She's livin' with that Bruce Banner dude from the Avengers. Could probably call the Titans," he scowls as he says that name, "and ask them for her number but I'd advise against it. I can just give ya her number from when she called the Hall of Justice.
Superman smiles. "I'm in. You'd better look at tripling the order," he says with a laugh. He then nods. "Alright. That should work. If not, I don't have a problem calling the Avengers. Considering our... connection, Dr. Banner shouldn't have a problem with me checking up on Superlass."
"Hey, got me, you, and Captain America...this one is gonna be even bigger than the last one and I haven't even recruited all the guys I need yet," Superboy laughs. "Good luck if you're gonna check on her...she'll probably try to get you to train her to use x-ray vision too."
Superman laughs softly. "You could make it a multi-year calendar. Or do different editions or something with a different selection of guys." He'd probably know. Print is his day job. Then he sighs. "I didn't even have full command of it once it started until I was halfway through high school. Gym was embarrassing."
"I pitched a couple things but the charity people want it a year at a time. One for guys and if I can get enough super ladies interested, they want one full of them this year too," Superboy replies. "I had more trouble with heat vision...x-ray was just...wait for it to sort itself out," he shrugs. "Embarrassin', huh?"
"Ah," Superman says. "Well, I'm sure something can be figured out," he says about the calendar. He then nods. "You have no idea. I couldn't enjoy it, Ma would have taken me over her knee and reddened me up if I'd tried! Besides, it felt like I was denying those folks their dignity, even if I was the only one who could see. Everything else, I could deal with, but that... I had to take a couple weeks of sick leave over."
Superboy ends up laughing. "Oh man...sorry...sorry just," he shakes his head. "Just havin' to take off for that...I dunno. It seems funny. I just put up with what I saw. Got used to it after a little bit and it just became part of the day till I adjusted and wasn't peekin' through everything," he says with a shrug. "Probably had somethin' to do with being in Hawaii and how everyone was runnin' around almost naked anyway down there."
Superman smirks. "Yes... well, the culture in Kansas and in Hawaii couldn't be any more different, and it's a beautiful thing."
Kon waves it off though, smirking himself. "Plenty of different cultures out there. All got their pros and cons," he says with a nod. "These days I don't peek without permission," he laughs. "Thanks for helpin' with the calendar though. I mean...its a way we can help out that's more than just catching falling people or punchin' whatever nutjob in a bad costume shows up."
Superman nods. "Always glad to help a good cause." He then focuses carefully, then taps his ear. "I'll get this one." He looks back to Kon. "Sorry to cut this short. There's a cargo ship caught in a typhoon in the Far East. I'm going to see if I can help them get out of danger. It was good chatting with you again though."
"If ya need a hand, give a call. I gotta head down to Metro. Patrol time," Kon replies, offering a quick fist bump before they part. "Good to talk, yeah."
"Definitely," Superman says, returning the fist bump before flying up to the control area to get teleported down to the scene. It might actually be faster than flying right now.