<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rEQebvr.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>"Cali"<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 May 2019 - Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>CADMUS Cloning Facility -> Balcony<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Rolling Stones T-Shirt, Jeans<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lex Luthor<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>Stockholm Syndrome<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lex had a stiff way of expressing himself, but she'd gotten accustomed to it.  Sometimes she would sense--or perhaps just imagine--him revealing some measure of emotion to her.  Perhaps it was some unintentional slip, or something distracting him, but she thought she saw little glimpses from time to time.  He tried to keep some kind of distance, she wasn't too sure why that was, but she respected it enough while still attempting to bridge the gap from time to time.  Like with a little picture with him.  She looked at the digital display to see how well the picture turned out and smiled to herself.<br/><br/>"Oof," she winced slightly, covering one of her ears at the sound of the sonic boom.  She figured there would be some other reason to letting her out into the sunlight--let alone being allowed outside the confines of her cell.  She looked after the streak of blue and red mutely as Lex began to explain.<br/><br/>"I will, I promise," she answered, nodding at his requests--or rather instructions.  She<em>knew</em>somewhere deep down that she did need to stop him.  He had committed crimes, but the population was so enamored with him now that no court ever would--if they even could--try him for them.  The only way to fight fire was with fire.  She knew the necessity of it, but she lamented that it had to be the way that it was.  Eventually, maybe, things would be better because of it.  Her mind would wander frequently whenever she started to think on the subject for too long.  She knew it was necessary, and while she couldn't really explain why that was, she could escape the logic of it in her mind.<br/><br/>She lifted her camera up to try and snap a picture of the blur of color.  The focus of the camera wasn't quite good enough to catch him, nor were her reflexes quite up to the task, so she just caught a picture of the skyline over the city, which was a nice enough picture on its own.  "I won't let you down, Uncle Lex," she added, looking up at him with a smile.