<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2010/stylewatch/blog/100705/kellan-lutz-300x400.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Conner "Kon-El" Kent<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Superboy<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>Bat Family<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 19:35<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fish Mooney's bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dick, Megan, Wally, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Nope. Ruined is definitely the word I wanted to use. I didn't need a close up of your ass, man. I don't care how good it looks, hahahah." And then to drive the point home, Richard bent over so both he and Megan got a good look at his ass. Conner groaned when he kept showing off, then he winked at Megan and thought to only her<em>'Watch this'</em>With her so close, he was sure to keep the intensity low, and he had to anyway so Dick didn't get hurt. He narrowed his eyes and for the first time tonight looked at Dick's ass on purpose. Then the seat of his pants would start to get hot as Conner blasted him with a low level burst of his heat vision.<br/><br/>Just enough to sting for a moment or two and get a laugh for everyone at the table.<em>'Thanks, seriously. I never got to fight with him, but I wanna do him proud."</em>That was his response when he was told he could hang out with the group of once sidekicks, since technically he would have more than likely been made Superman's sidekick if he'd been alive when Conner was created. Looking at Megan again after the tomato comment, he saw a blush on her cheeks and he tried to keep himself from doing the same. He had a feeling he was the reason she was red like that, but he wasn't the psychic in the group.<br/><br/>Well he was, but he wasn't as good at it as her. Maybe later she could give him some pointers? It would only make him more effective in the long run, which meant he could better help people. He projected the proud feeling he had to know that he belonged somewhere bleed into the mental group chat, then decided to cheat a bit. He'd left his cup over on the bar, and he didn't have anything to toast with.<br/><br/>Tensing his muscles, he darted out of his seat so fast he was invisible to everyone in the bar save one person. In less than an instant, he'd made himself another drink and was back at the table raising his glass. He'd moved so fast he didn't seem to have moved at all. He just suddenly had a drink in his hand. "The old gang, new friends, and a better tomorrow." Looking at Megan as he started to down his drink, he sent her another solo message.<em>'And cute tomatoes.'</em>