People tell me to be flawless

[gilttrip]

[The thing about being dropped into some other dimension is that none of your family's wealth and prestige follows you there. Pacficia's still trying to decide if this is a bad thing or not. On one hand, she could use the money, on the other... she hasn't been too fond of her family's background as of late.

Still, whatever change of heart she's had, it doesn't make the transition from spoiled rich kid to nameless nobody any easier. Suddenly, she has to do everything on her own, from earning a wage to keeping her sparsely decorated apartment clean. The last couple of weeks have been a struggle, leaving her feeling useless, confused, demoralized, and lonely all at once. There isn't much she can do to dissipate those feelings, not when everyone else stuck here is a stranger to her, so the laundry machines become her distraction for the day.

In a way, it works: the bubbles that begin surging out from the washer's lid promptly make her forget all her troubles. She gives a little shriek when her attempts at shutting the thing off only get bubbles into her hair, and she finally gives up. Pacifica runs toward the laundry room door, nearly smacking into the person trying to enter it.]

I can't get it to stop! [Pacifica latches onto the guy immediately, hoping he'll know what to do. A Northwest is supposed to be beyond asking for help, but this is an emergency!]

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[checkoutmyttk]

[Older than her? He should probably be offended by her tone (and a part of him is) but he's mostly too busy being smug because she thinks he's older than her. He is definitely going to let her keep on thinking that. Ha. Older.]

You know where I come from, we call that 'being nice' and we do it for people no matter how old they are. [Kon hesitates for a second, wondering if he should just go. It's not like it's his fault she knows crappy people and she clearly didn't want his help. Still. (He very carefully doesn't think 'what would Superman do.' Mostly.)]

If these people are so awful, why do you hang around with them?

[gilttrip]

[Something in her expression tightens again, and it's a mix of irritation and misery. She huffs.]

Like, I don't know if things are different in your world, but I can't just ditch my parents.

[checkoutmyttk]

Oh, uh. I wouldn't know. Don't have any. [To be honest, the whole concept is baffling to him and it shows in the obvious discomfort that he tries and fails to conceal. People couldn't just ditch their parents, right? Probably not.]

I guess that would make things complicated.

[gilttrip]

[What is with this guy and throwing her curve balls like this? Pacifica points at him accusingly.]

Okay, now you're really pulling my leg. How do you not have parents?

[checkoutmyttk]

[He shrugs like it's No Big Deal. When he was first "born" or brought into consciousness as it where, he hadn't cared much. Now he's been around long enough to know how weird he is, but whatever. If people had a problem with it, that was their issue. It didn't bother him. Not at all. Nope.]

I'm Superman's clone. Superman is like the hero, you know? Best hero in the world. So this group of scientists started worrying about what they'd do if Superman ever died and they decided to make me as a back up plan. [He laughs as if the story hasn't reduced his entire existence to being a an emergency copy of the real thing.]

Only Superman's not dead and now they're stuck with me. So yeah. No parents. They should totally make my life into a movie, right?

[gilttrip]

You're a clone? [While this is the first time she's met a clone, he rates pretty low on her "danger" list right now. Her curiosity outweighs any other emotion that would have cropped up.]

So what'd they do, just ditch you because Superman's still around? That's lame.

[This time, she's quick enough to bite back her comment about suing them.]

[checkoutmyttk]

[He grins and tosses her a wink.]

More like I ditched them. They wanted to make me work for them but I do my own thing now. Way better than working for some stuffy governmental creeps, right?

[gilttrip]

[Surprisingly, his words have their intended effect, drawing a slight smile out of her.]

Way better. [She waves a hand at him.] Fine. I guess you're not completely lame, if you had the guts to leave them and work on your own. [Translation: Congrats, you've regained some cool points.] What'd that Superman guy say when that happened?