<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/lana-lang/images/8/83/Clark.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130426232456https://)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Clark Kent<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> Unknown<br/><strong>Location:</strong>  Unknown<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kara Zor El, Open<br/><strong>Note:</strong> N/A</span><br/><hr/><br/>If ever he felt like he had a hangover THIS was the day. The world came back to him not slowly but in a hard-jarring left turn. Instead of slowly waking up to the outside world he found himself bolting up right and his eyes flying open. Years of being on his adopted home planet and living with his powers brought him a natural degree of “super” awareness of the world. He knew right away that he wasn’t where he was supposed to be.<br/><br/>That he was somewhere else entirely.<br/><br/>“What the?” He murmured to himself. Natural habit sprang to his mind right away and he reached for his glasses. If whoever brought him here was nice enough to bring his glasses…<br/><br/>“Yes!” Clark Kent murmured with a sigh. He took the glasses in his hand turning them over and sliding them onto the bridge of his nose. He felt a little better with his glasses on. They were like armor to him keeping his identity masked. Silly he knew but his mother and fathers teaching were all he knew. He imagined them here now specifically his father who seemed infallible when it came to advice.<br/><br/>Clarke pushed himself out of bed and found himself dressed in his usual ripped jeans and work shirt. His boots were waiting for him by the foot of the bed along with that mysterious note. He red it as he laced up. He lingered in the room half hoping that some one would come in and inform him on what was happening.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case whoever or whatever was hosting this shindig was drawing him out. That person would either be a friend or a foe. Clark wasn’t much of a fan of being brought here without his approval. His pa said it was bad manners to force an invitation.<br/><br/>“Alright no time like the present.” Clark said as he moved to open the door. He turned to make the bed deciding to keep his manners even if the other person already did one rude injustice. It was only was his bed was perfectly made and the wrinkles smoothed out that he left the room and shut the door behind him.<br/><br/>Before he could continue down the hall a sudden voice grabbed his attention. Someone was calling out to him and demanding to know where they were. Clark super hearing sussed out the room the voice was coming from pretty easily. before he could go to the door however it opened and he watched as blonde girl about his age walked out inot the hall.<br/><br/>“Is this part of the test?” Clark called out to whoever was watching them. Not that he could be sure anyone was but…. Well it made sense.<br/><br/>Receiving no answer he stepped forward and brought his hands up in front of him a non confrontational manner.<br/><br/>"Uh hey there!" He said calling out to her. "Don't suppose you know what's going on here?"