<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lor Zod<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Kryptonian Battle Armor (House of Zod)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, August 21st 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>12:20 PM EST<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Lor sees fit to respond to Damian, scopes out Icon's DNA, and moves to chill with Zachary Zatara<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Damian Wayne, The Icon, Zachary Zatara<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lor met Superman's attempt at a greeting with the stony silence that it deserved. It was only a moment's aggravation, and soon the Son of Jor El was greeting the pale young woman with the aura of magic. He did not fail to notice the Supergirl's agitation, and it caused an iota of amusement to perceive her vexation. But Lor did not engage her, or attempt to provoke her into a confrontation. As pleasing as it would be. As much as he might want it.<br/><br/>The Kryptonian male cocked his head to one side as Damian approached and addressed him. Lor had the vaguest sense that he was being mocked by the son of the Batman, but he did not have a strong enough grasp of Earth mannerisms to be certain. And, really, in the end, it did not matter. Words could not mar his pride. They could not take away his glorious heritage. The big male made a display of looking down at Damian's belt, and then back up into the human's eyes.<br/><br/>Slowly Lor cocked his head to the other side. His eyes tracked across the room to Superman, and Lor's gaze rested on the most of famous of Krypton's scions for a moment, before he looked back to Damian.<br/><br/><strong>"I do not tell you this freely. I expect recompense at a time of my choosing."</strong>Lor deigned to respond to Damian.<strong>"Blackgate Penitentiary is a staging ground for a clandestine, black budget program administered by one Amanda Waller. It is formally called 'Task Force X.' Understand that Blackgate could not hold me if I did not wish to be held. It suited my purposes at the time to be there, and it suited Waller's agenda quite well that I deigned to be a part of her program. She ensured that my stay was very comfortable, until I simply . . . no longer wished to be there or enforce her agenda."</strong><br/><br/>The young Wayne proved to be popular, and soon a small number of the young metahumans were in his orbit. Lor did not pay attention to the exchanges, but he did turn his head to regard the Icon. He glanced inscrutably at the metahuman for a moment, but did not speak or gesture to the man. He looked at the Icon without truly looking at the man himself - Lor's eyes were not perceiving on usual spectrum. The Kryptonian was looking at the DNA strands that coded just who the Icon was, and what he was capable of.<br/><br/><strong>"We will speak more at another time."</strong>Lor said to Damian, not particularly caring if he happened to speak over anyone at that moment. His initial assessment that Damian was one of Earth's premiere fighters remained intact, but the brief interaction intimated to Lor that Damian had the qualities that would earmark him as a leader and, as such, one to cultivate good relations to. Not that being loved or liked would really matter but it could make operations . . . less strained . . . for Lor if he could achieve a place of prominence in the hierarchy.<br/><br/>He broke away from the growing group, turning on his heel, and walked with unhurried pace towards the magician on his bed. Lor did not speak, but used his super-hearing to listen to the sounds from the magician's earbuds. Lor looked over the handsome magician, and took in the ink on display. He cocked his head to one side, and then his eyes were perceiving what was not on display. Without asking or waiting for an invitation he flared his cape out and took a seat on Zachary's bed, and stared into the hazel eyes of the magic-user. The shade cast by the hood was no barrier to the inhuman eyes of the hulking Kryptonian.<br/><br/><strong>"Where would you go, magician, if you decided to leave?"</strong>