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Searching for Tim
Apr. 13th, 2009 06:34 pm((OOC: The Tim and Bart and Cassie referenced here are ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deductionmaster and nokidflash and butimwondergirl, respectively. This being two Kons in different universes but only one journal thing could get confusing. OH WELL I CAN DO IT I AM JUST THAT AWESOME! Takes place after This.))
Fuck them. Both of them. Cassie and Tim could just... Kon didn't even know. He was just really, really angry. And what made it worse was that what Bart had told him made him think he shouldn't feel angry, so he felt guilty on top of the anger and that just made him feel sick to his stomach. He wanted to hit something, but there was absolutely no way that something could be Tim, which was sort of what he wanted to hit (don't think about the crack of Tim's bones when) he couldn't hit Tim when he was angry. So he just flew as fast as he could.
Bart was talking to Tim. Bart would call him. Kon was angry.
Fuck.
Kon veered away and flew full force down into a abandoned quarry he knew of in Smallville. The boom from his impact shook the earth and left a crater. He didn't feel a thing. His aura protected him as always. He punched the rocks again and again and again and he didn't feel it at all. He was still fucking pissed and it wasn't helping.
Cassie probably deserved Tim anyway. Tim was Robin, and kind of perfect at everything. Not like Kon. Kon was all rough edges and half-Luthor, plus Tim was smart and Kon just... wasn't. He didn't get Tim's jokes when he made them half the time and Cassie probably did. Tim and Cassie had probably been fucking great together and why was Kon even trying to live up to Tim. Sure, Kon was hot and strong, but that was about it. What was the joke? Like a lava lamp, pretty to look at but not very bright.
And Kon even knew as he was doing this that he was being dumb (as usual) and Cassie loved him and what Bart had said about it being over and not important was true too and he should just get the fuck over it.
He punched the wall of the quarry and the rocks cracked. Half of the CK+LL that Kal had burned into the rock so long ago cracked and slid off and Kon wondered if Kal would be mad. But he didn't care. He just kept hitting the rocks, crushing it into powder that just slid off his aura while his knuckles didn't even fucking bruise.
Maybe he could find Kryptonite. He could feel that, at least. But no, that was also stupid.
Kon's eyes glowed red and he burned the rest of the rocks he had knocked loose into ash. He still needed to talk to Tim. And Cassie. Whatever. He was being stupid.
He rubbed his entirely uninjured knuckles and took off again. Gotham was pretty near. If he listened hard enough, he thought he could make out Tim and Bart's voices. He could probably find them. Or he could wait until Bart called.
He needed to talk.
deductionmaster and nokidflash and butimwondergirl, respectively. This being two Kons in different universes but only one journal thing could get confusing. OH WELL I CAN DO IT I AM JUST THAT AWESOME! Takes place after This.))Fuck them. Both of them. Cassie and Tim could just... Kon didn't even know. He was just really, really angry. And what made it worse was that what Bart had told him made him think he shouldn't feel angry, so he felt guilty on top of the anger and that just made him feel sick to his stomach. He wanted to hit something, but there was absolutely no way that something could be Tim, which was sort of what he wanted to hit (don't think about the crack of Tim's bones when) he couldn't hit Tim when he was angry. So he just flew as fast as he could.
Bart was talking to Tim. Bart would call him. Kon was angry.
Fuck.
Kon veered away and flew full force down into a abandoned quarry he knew of in Smallville. The boom from his impact shook the earth and left a crater. He didn't feel a thing. His aura protected him as always. He punched the rocks again and again and again and he didn't feel it at all. He was still fucking pissed and it wasn't helping.
Cassie probably deserved Tim anyway. Tim was Robin, and kind of perfect at everything. Not like Kon. Kon was all rough edges and half-Luthor, plus Tim was smart and Kon just... wasn't. He didn't get Tim's jokes when he made them half the time and Cassie probably did. Tim and Cassie had probably been fucking great together and why was Kon even trying to live up to Tim. Sure, Kon was hot and strong, but that was about it. What was the joke? Like a lava lamp, pretty to look at but not very bright.
And Kon even knew as he was doing this that he was being dumb (as usual) and Cassie loved him and what Bart had said about it being over and not important was true too and he should just get the fuck over it.
He punched the wall of the quarry and the rocks cracked. Half of the CK+LL that Kal had burned into the rock so long ago cracked and slid off and Kon wondered if Kal would be mad. But he didn't care. He just kept hitting the rocks, crushing it into powder that just slid off his aura while his knuckles didn't even fucking bruise.
Maybe he could find Kryptonite. He could feel that, at least. But no, that was also stupid.
Kon's eyes glowed red and he burned the rest of the rocks he had knocked loose into ash. He still needed to talk to Tim. And Cassie. Whatever. He was being stupid.
He rubbed his entirely uninjured knuckles and took off again. Gotham was pretty near. If he listened hard enough, he thought he could make out Tim and Bart's voices. He could probably find them. Or he could wait until Bart called.
He needed to talk.
