3 Works by lemonbarz
Listing Works
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There’s a camera they left on the table, already recording.
Perfect.
He grabs it and then gets a hand on the door knob.
This is stupid.
The thought is quiet. They have rules for this, rules he made up.
He just can’t remember them right now.
Then he’s stepping out into the hallway, carefully pulling the door closed behind him until it clicks shut.
Series
- Part 1 of cursory glances
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Henderson tells him about everything. Because yeah, last time Steve had gotten the whole interdimensional low-down in a face to face, trial by fire way.
But no one had said anything to him about the Super Girl and the lab that made her.
He didn’t know you could make super powers.
It’s the sort of thing he would have dreamed about as a kid, back when he and Tommy H would sit in Steve’s living room, in front of the big TV and watch Super Heroes on the News. Never when his dad was home because Steve learned pretty fast that if someone in spandex was on the screen, his dad would get all mad and talk about stuff Steve didn’t care about. It would usually end with him turning off the TV, so it was a loss for everyone.
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Or, the world has a lot more going on than secret alternate dimensions.
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And does it again, no words this time, just something guttural, because he has too much feeling and not enough air. Presses it out of himself from the bottom of the stomach, pushing all of it up and out and throwing it to the night, hoping it will know what to do with all that he has inside of him.
The last of it eeks out and Steve is left breathing harshly, throat raw.
“Nice pipes.”
“Christ.” Steve swears and whirls around, fists flying up. But there’s no one with him on the street.
“Easy there, big boy. Up here.”
Steve follows the voice up to a pair of beat up boots dangingly off a fire escape and a set of pasty hands draped through the railing. One’s got a cigarette and Steve watches as the owner, cast in shadow, brings it up to take a drag, the cherry blooming in the dark.
“I’m not complaining, but,” The guy leans forward, the line of his nose catching in the street light. “You do know this is a residential area, right?”
Series
- Part 2 of cursory glances