"Okay, panic mode starting in 5, 4, 3...." CM3 his mind, digging up as much of Solomon's wisdom as he could. Kon-El gave off a telekinetic aura that would normally flag a metahuman a mile away. And as much as he despised asking, he could only help at the moment.
"You're not panicking you know. Because one of us has to keep it together, sooooo...I'm in the driver's seat on this one. Quarterbacking y'know?" He hovered in mid-air, closing his eyes to clear out any disturbances and then...
"There. Got him" With an arc, CM3 slowly approached the glow, trying to find the best way to announce himself.
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Date: 2012-02-21 09:15 pm (UTC)"You're not panicking you know. Because one of us has to keep it together, sooooo...I'm in the driver's seat on this one. Quarterbacking y'know?" He hovered in mid-air, closing his eyes to clear out any disturbances and then...
"There. Got him" With an arc, CM3 slowly approached the glow, trying to find the best way to announce himself.