Corn, corn, corn, corn, more corn, lone cow in a field.
"Really shaking up the view there, Smallville," Lois murmured aloud, her car locked steadfastly in cruise control as she drove along the long, flat expanse of road. "Don't strain yourself."
The hollow attempt at humor might have worked better if there were someone else in the car, but as it stood, she wasn't really fooling herself.
Her cousin - her always smiling, crazy theory spewing kook of a cousin, her Chloe - had died here. And as charmingly flat and dull and less-than-thrilling as the scenery might have been, she knew there were secrets buried here, and she was determined to weed them out herself.
It was still difficult to actually think of her as gone. It'd be three months, and she still had a hard time facing it. But there was work to be done, and someone had to do the avenging that apparently had to go down, if that video of Chloe's was any indication. And to be honest, focusing on unraveling some kind of mystery was much easier than mourning. And focusing on being outraged that Lionel Luthor might walk out of jail any day when he was probably involved in her death? Even easier.
No one had dared to question yet why Lois hadn't gone to the funeral. It was better that way, because she wasn't about to lie and give them some excuse. But telling the truth was hard as hell. Even telling it to herself.
She remembered feeling that same way when she was just a small girl, her mother in the hospital, and her father telling her that she was probably never coming home.
What kind of daughter didn't even go to say goodbye to her dying mother?
For as much as she prided herself on her strength, she couldn't help but hate herself for her moments of weakness like this, where she was afraid of showing anything to the world that wasn't a stiff upper lip. Daddy had taught her well about keeping a soldier's face on, even through the worst of things. She wasn't about to compromise that by revealing the sort of things she wasn't capable of handling.
Maybe she couldn't deal with saying goodbye... but she could do it in her own way by bringing the person who had done this to Chloe to justice.
The clouds started moving in, as if mirroring her thoughts.
"That's just great," she grumbled, resisting the urge to fumble for a cigarette. "You can keep your meteorological metaphors to yourself, world. Doing fine without them over here."
As if in direct response, lightning growled in the distance.
Her own growl rivaled it pretty well as she stepped on the accelerator. If she had any luck, maybe she could beat the storm.
It might help, however, if she knew where the hell she was.
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Lois Lane | Smallville | Re-app | Fin~
Entry 1 (http://community.livejournal.com/dramadramaduck/4647846.html)
Entry 2 (http://community.livejournal.com/dramadramaduck/4734439.html)
Third Person:
Corn, corn, corn, corn, more corn, lone cow in a field.
"Really shaking up the view there, Smallville," Lois murmured aloud, her car locked steadfastly in cruise control as she drove along the long, flat expanse of road. "Don't strain yourself."
The hollow attempt at humor might have worked better if there were someone else in the car, but as it stood, she wasn't really fooling herself.
Her cousin - her always smiling, crazy theory spewing kook of a cousin, her Chloe - had died here. And as charmingly flat and dull and less-than-thrilling as the scenery might have been, she knew there were secrets buried here, and she was determined to weed them out herself.
It was still difficult to actually think of her as gone. It'd be three months, and she still had a hard time facing it. But there was work to be done, and someone had to do the avenging that apparently had to go down, if that video of Chloe's was any indication. And to be honest, focusing on unraveling some kind of mystery was much easier than mourning. And focusing on being outraged that Lionel Luthor might walk out of jail any day when he was probably involved in her death? Even easier.
No one had dared to question yet why Lois hadn't gone to the funeral. It was better that way, because she wasn't about to lie and give them some excuse. But telling the truth was hard as hell. Even telling it to herself.
She remembered feeling that same way when she was just a small girl, her mother in the hospital, and her father telling her that she was probably never coming home.
What kind of daughter didn't even go to say goodbye to her dying mother?
For as much as she prided herself on her strength, she couldn't help but hate herself for her moments of weakness like this, where she was afraid of showing anything to the world that wasn't a stiff upper lip. Daddy had taught her well about keeping a soldier's face on, even through the worst of things. She wasn't about to compromise that by revealing the sort of things she wasn't capable of handling.
Maybe she couldn't deal with saying goodbye... but she could do it in her own way by bringing the person who had done this to Chloe to justice.
The clouds started moving in, as if mirroring her thoughts.
"That's just great," she grumbled, resisting the urge to fumble for a cigarette. "You can keep your meteorological metaphors to yourself, world. Doing fine without them over here."
As if in direct response, lightning growled in the distance.
Her own growl rivaled it pretty well as she stepped on the accelerator. If she had any luck, maybe she could beat the storm.
It might help, however, if she knew where the hell she was.
----------------
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