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ℒℒ 47
[ The sound of a heart monitor isn't all that entertaining in general, and the journal wouldn't randomly open for something so boring, would it? Nope. Because right after it suddenly spikes, there's a small clatter and a flatline, followed by a hushed gasp. ]
No.
[ An uncomfortable, heavy silence, then a hopeful murmur. ]
Clark? ...Clark?
[ Another stretch, before there's a muffled sob. She's practically panting, out of breath from her own adrenalin and quickly revealed yell of rage. ]
No! Clark! Where is he?! [ There's a sharp CRASH as the hospital bed hits the other side of the room, and Lana's voice is practically a roar of utter fury. ]
LEX!
[ And the recording of her ends there, as she is immediately gone. Any intending to check Lana's hospital room after all the racket will find it empty except for her journal, the hospital bed hanging from a dent in the wall. ]
[City Filter]
[/City Filter]
[ ooc; Backdated to before the pony portal appeared~ City filter is open to anyone who wants to bump into her! And why yes she is wearing all leather because reasons. ]
No.
[ An uncomfortable, heavy silence, then a hopeful murmur. ]
Clark? ...Clark?
[ Another stretch, before there's a muffled sob. She's practically panting, out of breath from her own adrenalin and quickly revealed yell of rage. ]
No! Clark! Where is he?! [ There's a sharp CRASH as the hospital bed hits the other side of the room, and Lana's voice is practically a roar of utter fury. ]
LEX!
[ And the recording of her ends there, as she is immediately gone. Any intending to check Lana's hospital room after all the racket will find it empty except for her journal, the hospital bed hanging from a dent in the wall. ]
[City Filter]
[ Lana feels violently ill, but there's nothing to come up. Not even tears. All she can do is stand in front of the house that she once called hers for a long moment, as if reluctant to re-introduce herself to an old friend. Eventually she enters, wasting no time in showering and changing, but she doesn't even pass a glance to the puppy nipping at her heels before shutting the door in it's face and is out on the town again.
He isn't here. He isn't here.
He isn't here.
But she still has work to do. ]
[/City Filter]
[ ooc; Backdated to before the pony portal appeared~ City filter is open to anyone who wants to bump into her! And why yes she is wearing all leather because reasons. ]
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Perhaps we can have that drink another time.
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You know where I live.
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