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Title: The New Frontier II: Yankee Pot Roast (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Bruce, Clark, Diana (Gen, with a tiny hint of slash)
Continuity: The New Frontier (Comicsverse)
Series Notes: Well, it’s no secret that I absolutely love Darwyn Cooke’s The New Frontier! As I read it I got all sorts of ideas, and will collect them under the umbrella title, "The New Frontier". Stories could range from slash to (gasp!) gen and het. :) I’d like to focus on many different characters within the framework of The New Frontier universe, or use it as a jumping-off point. All stories can be found here.
Genre: Slice-Of-Life
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: The Trinity meets for lunch.
Date Of Completion: June 7, 2010
Date Of Posting: June 10, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1640
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Happy Birthday,
starsandsea! :) Pairing/Threesome: The Trinity! Prompt: Ooooh! Um... Maybe the Trinity just hanging out and relaxing? Not quite as relaxing as you might have envisioned, but they’re having a good time! Hope you like it! :)
"Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike,
that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans..."
Bruce
The restaurant was one of the finest in Washington, D.C. Tucked away in the old Willard Hotel, it still retained its Victorian grandeur with potted palms, frescoed ceilings, and heavy wine-red velvet drapes that were tied back with golden cords. The old gaslights had been replaced by electric lights decades ago, but the glass and sconces were still the old design. The wallpaper was flocked with pale pink over white silk.
Bruce liked the veneer of the 19th century as he sat at a corner table with Clark. His reporter friend was more comfortable here than he would have been in a more ostentatious setting. The restaurant and hotel reminded Bruce of Gotham: drenched n history, genteel and slightly faded.
“This place is wonderful, Bruce.” Clark adjusted his horn-rimmed glasses. He was wearing a slightly-rumpled dark-blue suit and red tie, his white shirt soft cotton. All of it was off-the-rack, unlike Bruce’s expensively-tailored Savile Row charcoal-gray suit. Diamond cufflinks gleamed discreetly as his white silk shirt was a perfect complement to his pearl-gray tie.
“It breathes with history.”
“It should be pretty popular with the Civil War Centennial coming up soon.”
“The Sixties are fast approaching. Should be a lot of interesting anniversaries to observe.”
“A new Presidential election will be coming up before you know it.”
“Will you be covering that extensively for The Daily Planet?”
“I hope so.” Clark sipped his icewater. “Is Dick the leader of his new team?”
“By unanimous vote.” Pride suffused Bruce’s voice, reflected in his midnight-blue eyes.
“That’s great! That boy’s a natural-born leader.”
“Better than me,” Bruce said wryly.
“Well, we’ll see about that,” Clark said with a smile.
“Yes, I suppose that’s what this little meeting’s about.” Bruce buttered a dinner roll. He still couldn’t quite believe that this homespun reporter was the most powerful man on Earth. Of course, few people would believe that playboy Bruce Wayne was the Caped Crusader, either.
“You sound skeptical.”
Bruce kept his voice low. The other diners were absorbed in their own conversations, but it wouldn’t be safe to be overheard.
“Of course I am. So many powerful egos trying to work together?”
“The Justice Society managed.”
“I’m still not sure…”
Bruce trailed off as conversation stopped, heads turning.
Diana walked in, clad in a white silk suit, shoulder pads emphasizing her statuesque frame. She wore a simple strand of pearls and a red star-shaped brooch that glittered at her left shoulder, and round white earrings. Stiletto heels clicked on the polished floor, and she carried a clutch purse.
Simply stunning.
& & & & & &
Clark
Clark and Bruce stood, Diana shaking their hands firmly. Clark knew that she hadn’t held back with him, but had been very careful with Bruce. Human bones were so easily broken.
Clark quickly pulled out a chair and Diana gracefully sat down. She was just as regal in white silk in a discreetly elegant restaurant as she’d been in her Wonder Woman costume in a crude hut in Indochina.
“How’s your Major?” Bruce asked.
She smiled serenely. “Quite well.” The waiter approached with a menu. “What do you gentlemen recommend?”
“The Yankee pot roast is excellent,” Bruce answered.
“It’s what I’m having,” Clark smiled.
“Then so shall I.” The bedazzled waiter nodded. “A lemon slice for my icewater, please.” He nodded again and hurried to do her bidding.
“Ever the Princess, I see,” Bruce said amusedly.
Diana laughed, a silvery sound that was robust, not some girlish titter.
Clark watched them, well-trained in observation techniques as a reporter. He saw the way his two friends connected, two scions of royalty utterly understanding each other.
For a moment, he felt like the peasant at the table, but then he dismissed the notion. He was very happy being the son of humble farmers. He didn’t think he’d feel very comfortable with a crown on his head.
“Quaint, this name of ‘Yankee pot roast’. Perhaps we’ll have a Yankee in the White House in the new decade,” Diana said.
“You mean Jack Kennedy from Massachusetts? He’s a long shot.” Bruce bit into his roll.
“Why?”
“The Catholic thing.” At Diana’s puzzled look he explained, “A lot of people in America don’t trust Catholics.”
“Why not?”
“They think the Pope will be running the country if a Catholic gets elected.”
“What nonsense!”
“Well, Diana, it’s a long history that stretches back to the Reformation,” Clark said as he took a roll of his own and offered her the basket. “When a dissident group splintered away from the Catholic Church and became Protestants, they retained suspicion of Rome.” He sighed. “There aren’t many Catholics in Kansas.”
“Perhaps I’ll throw my endorsement to Senator Kennedy after all,” Diana said, buttering her roll.
“Wouldn’t be that bad an idea. I know Ollie’s backing him.” Bruce took another roll.
“Would he make a good President?”
“I think so. He served his country in World War II and has done well enough in the House and Senate. He might even inveigle me to contribute to his campaign.” Bruce grinned.
“Yes, I remember the story about him and PT-109. Well, he showed leadership. Perhaps he can do so again.” Diana looked thoughtful, then asked, “So, are we ready to discuss our alliance?”
“Yes,” Clark answered. “We shouldn’t reinvent the wheel. The Justice Society had things set up pretty well.”
Diana nodded. “I attended several meetings of our Mystery Men's organization. We’ll need by-laws, a headquarters, and a system to get in touch with each other for emergencies.”
Bruce looked skeptical. “And whom should we invite to join this little club?”
“League,” Clark corrected. At Bruce’s raised eyebrow, he clarified, “The Justice League of America.”
“Sounds like we should put on pads and cleats.”
“I rather enjoy Man’s World sports,” said Diana with a wink.
Bruce rolled his eyes.
& & & & & &
Diana
Diana and Clark shared a smile. Despite his official lack of royal blood, Bruce Wayne was as spoiled as any Prince of the Ancient World. She found it amusing.
Clark was naturally humble, from a working-class background. He was able to project a self-confident façade as Superman, but as Clark Kent he was quiet and tended to fade into the background.
She wasn’t sure how much of that was his personality and how much the disguise, but she suspected the quiet, humble Clark was close to the truth.
It was probably a good thing. Clark’s personality was well-suited to being Superman. She much preferred someone with a sense of humility and caring possessing the powers of a god. She had met her share of gods, and arrogance and unlimited power was not a good mix.
The waiter delivered their entrees, blushing slightly as she smiled at him. It was so easy to control the men in this outer world. She suspected that her Man’s World sisters knew their power well.
As she sampled the Yankee pot roast she observed Bruce Wayne. Not a man easily manipulated, and arrogant through birth and personality. She knew that the partying playboy façade was just that: a façade, because he was the least frivolous person she had ever known.
When she had first met him years ago, he was like a wraith-in-the-night, driven and grim to the point of being inhuman.
Now?
Still driven and grim, but the child who fought at his side had connected him to humanity when he was in danger of being lost. And now she and Clark would channel their comrade’s energy and intelligence into a cooperative endeavor, particularly the Justice League of America. She exchanged a look with Clark as Bruce bent down to pick up his fallen napkin.
“So, whom should we invite to form our League?” Diana asked.
“John Jones,” Bruce said, placing his napkin back over his lap. “I’ve worked with him before.”
“So have I,” added Clark.
“I nominate Hal Jordan,” said Diana as she nodded her acceptance of J’onn.
“Yes, a Green Lantern would be useful.” Bruce scooped up a spoonful of vegetables.
Diana savored her helping of potatoes, carrots, peas, and pearl onions. The beef was exquisite. “The Flash.”
Clark and Bruce nodded.
“I’d like to cover the sea as well, and invite my royal colleague, Arthur.”
“What about Ollie?” Clark grinned as Bruce rolled his eyes.
“We need a headquarters,” Bruce said, ignoring that last comment while Clark and Diana exchanged smiles.
“I have a place that might work.” Clark adjusted his glasses. “It’s in the mountains, and I could hollow out several rooms.”
“We’ll check it out before you start remodeling.”
“Ha ha. I can get Kara to help.”
“How is your cousin adjusting to life on Earth?” Diana asked. This meal was truly savory! The crust was light and flaky, the roast melt-in-your-mouth flavorful, and the vegetables mouth-watering in a rich sauce.
“Pretty well, considering. She’s taken to her training well, and hopefully she’ll be adopted by a good family. For now she’s waiting in the Midvale Orphanage.”
“I can check out any prospective family,” offered Bruce.
Clark smiled. “Thanks. She’s settling in as Linda Lee, and she’d hate to have to adopt a new identity if her new family couldn’t keep her secret.”
Diana smiled. Bruce’s offer was important. Cooperation was essential, though he and Clark had been secretly working together for years.
As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite.
Diana smiled as they began to discuss the by-laws and make their own history as a New Frontier was dawning.

Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Bruce, Clark, Diana (Gen, with a tiny hint of slash)
Continuity: The New Frontier (Comicsverse)
Series Notes: Well, it’s no secret that I absolutely love Darwyn Cooke’s The New Frontier! As I read it I got all sorts of ideas, and will collect them under the umbrella title, "The New Frontier". Stories could range from slash to (gasp!) gen and het. :) I’d like to focus on many different characters within the framework of The New Frontier universe, or use it as a jumping-off point. All stories can be found here.
Genre: Slice-Of-Life
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: The Trinity meets for lunch.
Date Of Completion: June 7, 2010
Date Of Posting: June 10, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1640
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Happy Birthday,
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that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans..."
President John F. Kennedy
Inaugural Address
January 20, 1961
The restaurant was one of the finest in Washington, D.C. Tucked away in the old Willard Hotel, it still retained its Victorian grandeur with potted palms, frescoed ceilings, and heavy wine-red velvet drapes that were tied back with golden cords. The old gaslights had been replaced by electric lights decades ago, but the glass and sconces were still the old design. The wallpaper was flocked with pale pink over white silk.
Bruce liked the veneer of the 19th century as he sat at a corner table with Clark. His reporter friend was more comfortable here than he would have been in a more ostentatious setting. The restaurant and hotel reminded Bruce of Gotham: drenched n history, genteel and slightly faded.
“This place is wonderful, Bruce.” Clark adjusted his horn-rimmed glasses. He was wearing a slightly-rumpled dark-blue suit and red tie, his white shirt soft cotton. All of it was off-the-rack, unlike Bruce’s expensively-tailored Savile Row charcoal-gray suit. Diamond cufflinks gleamed discreetly as his white silk shirt was a perfect complement to his pearl-gray tie.
“It breathes with history.”
“It should be pretty popular with the Civil War Centennial coming up soon.”
“The Sixties are fast approaching. Should be a lot of interesting anniversaries to observe.”
“A new Presidential election will be coming up before you know it.”
“Will you be covering that extensively for The Daily Planet?”
“I hope so.” Clark sipped his icewater. “Is Dick the leader of his new team?”
“By unanimous vote.” Pride suffused Bruce’s voice, reflected in his midnight-blue eyes.
“That’s great! That boy’s a natural-born leader.”
“Better than me,” Bruce said wryly.
“Well, we’ll see about that,” Clark said with a smile.
“Yes, I suppose that’s what this little meeting’s about.” Bruce buttered a dinner roll. He still couldn’t quite believe that this homespun reporter was the most powerful man on Earth. Of course, few people would believe that playboy Bruce Wayne was the Caped Crusader, either.
“You sound skeptical.”
Bruce kept his voice low. The other diners were absorbed in their own conversations, but it wouldn’t be safe to be overheard.
“Of course I am. So many powerful egos trying to work together?”
“The Justice Society managed.”
“I’m still not sure…”
Bruce trailed off as conversation stopped, heads turning.
Diana walked in, clad in a white silk suit, shoulder pads emphasizing her statuesque frame. She wore a simple strand of pearls and a red star-shaped brooch that glittered at her left shoulder, and round white earrings. Stiletto heels clicked on the polished floor, and she carried a clutch purse.
Simply stunning.
Clark and Bruce stood, Diana shaking their hands firmly. Clark knew that she hadn’t held back with him, but had been very careful with Bruce. Human bones were so easily broken.
Clark quickly pulled out a chair and Diana gracefully sat down. She was just as regal in white silk in a discreetly elegant restaurant as she’d been in her Wonder Woman costume in a crude hut in Indochina.
“How’s your Major?” Bruce asked.
She smiled serenely. “Quite well.” The waiter approached with a menu. “What do you gentlemen recommend?”
“The Yankee pot roast is excellent,” Bruce answered.
“It’s what I’m having,” Clark smiled.
“Then so shall I.” The bedazzled waiter nodded. “A lemon slice for my icewater, please.” He nodded again and hurried to do her bidding.
“Ever the Princess, I see,” Bruce said amusedly.
Diana laughed, a silvery sound that was robust, not some girlish titter.
Clark watched them, well-trained in observation techniques as a reporter. He saw the way his two friends connected, two scions of royalty utterly understanding each other.
For a moment, he felt like the peasant at the table, but then he dismissed the notion. He was very happy being the son of humble farmers. He didn’t think he’d feel very comfortable with a crown on his head.
“Quaint, this name of ‘Yankee pot roast’. Perhaps we’ll have a Yankee in the White House in the new decade,” Diana said.
“You mean Jack Kennedy from Massachusetts? He’s a long shot.” Bruce bit into his roll.
“Why?”
“The Catholic thing.” At Diana’s puzzled look he explained, “A lot of people in America don’t trust Catholics.”
“Why not?”
“They think the Pope will be running the country if a Catholic gets elected.”
“What nonsense!”
“Well, Diana, it’s a long history that stretches back to the Reformation,” Clark said as he took a roll of his own and offered her the basket. “When a dissident group splintered away from the Catholic Church and became Protestants, they retained suspicion of Rome.” He sighed. “There aren’t many Catholics in Kansas.”
“Perhaps I’ll throw my endorsement to Senator Kennedy after all,” Diana said, buttering her roll.
“Wouldn’t be that bad an idea. I know Ollie’s backing him.” Bruce took another roll.
“Would he make a good President?”
“I think so. He served his country in World War II and has done well enough in the House and Senate. He might even inveigle me to contribute to his campaign.” Bruce grinned.
“Yes, I remember the story about him and PT-109. Well, he showed leadership. Perhaps he can do so again.” Diana looked thoughtful, then asked, “So, are we ready to discuss our alliance?”
“Yes,” Clark answered. “We shouldn’t reinvent the wheel. The Justice Society had things set up pretty well.”
Diana nodded. “I attended several meetings of our Mystery Men's organization. We’ll need by-laws, a headquarters, and a system to get in touch with each other for emergencies.”
Bruce looked skeptical. “And whom should we invite to join this little club?”
“League,” Clark corrected. At Bruce’s raised eyebrow, he clarified, “The Justice League of America.”
“Sounds like we should put on pads and cleats.”
“I rather enjoy Man’s World sports,” said Diana with a wink.
Bruce rolled his eyes.
Diana and Clark shared a smile. Despite his official lack of royal blood, Bruce Wayne was as spoiled as any Prince of the Ancient World. She found it amusing.
Clark was naturally humble, from a working-class background. He was able to project a self-confident façade as Superman, but as Clark Kent he was quiet and tended to fade into the background.
She wasn’t sure how much of that was his personality and how much the disguise, but she suspected the quiet, humble Clark was close to the truth.
It was probably a good thing. Clark’s personality was well-suited to being Superman. She much preferred someone with a sense of humility and caring possessing the powers of a god. She had met her share of gods, and arrogance and unlimited power was not a good mix.
The waiter delivered their entrees, blushing slightly as she smiled at him. It was so easy to control the men in this outer world. She suspected that her Man’s World sisters knew their power well.
As she sampled the Yankee pot roast she observed Bruce Wayne. Not a man easily manipulated, and arrogant through birth and personality. She knew that the partying playboy façade was just that: a façade, because he was the least frivolous person she had ever known.
When she had first met him years ago, he was like a wraith-in-the-night, driven and grim to the point of being inhuman.
Now?
Still driven and grim, but the child who fought at his side had connected him to humanity when he was in danger of being lost. And now she and Clark would channel their comrade’s energy and intelligence into a cooperative endeavor, particularly the Justice League of America. She exchanged a look with Clark as Bruce bent down to pick up his fallen napkin.
“So, whom should we invite to form our League?” Diana asked.
“John Jones,” Bruce said, placing his napkin back over his lap. “I’ve worked with him before.”
“So have I,” added Clark.
“I nominate Hal Jordan,” said Diana as she nodded her acceptance of J’onn.
“Yes, a Green Lantern would be useful.” Bruce scooped up a spoonful of vegetables.
Diana savored her helping of potatoes, carrots, peas, and pearl onions. The beef was exquisite. “The Flash.”
Clark and Bruce nodded.
“I’d like to cover the sea as well, and invite my royal colleague, Arthur.”
“What about Ollie?” Clark grinned as Bruce rolled his eyes.
“We need a headquarters,” Bruce said, ignoring that last comment while Clark and Diana exchanged smiles.
“I have a place that might work.” Clark adjusted his glasses. “It’s in the mountains, and I could hollow out several rooms.”
“We’ll check it out before you start remodeling.”
“Ha ha. I can get Kara to help.”
“How is your cousin adjusting to life on Earth?” Diana asked. This meal was truly savory! The crust was light and flaky, the roast melt-in-your-mouth flavorful, and the vegetables mouth-watering in a rich sauce.
“Pretty well, considering. She’s taken to her training well, and hopefully she’ll be adopted by a good family. For now she’s waiting in the Midvale Orphanage.”
“I can check out any prospective family,” offered Bruce.
Clark smiled. “Thanks. She’s settling in as Linda Lee, and she’d hate to have to adopt a new identity if her new family couldn’t keep her secret.”
Diana smiled. Bruce’s offer was important. Cooperation was essential, though he and Clark had been secretly working together for years.
As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite.
Diana smiled as they began to discuss the by-laws and make their own history as a New Frontier was dawning.
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Date: 2010-06-10 10:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-10 10:39 pm (UTC)Thank you, m'dear! I do so love The New Frontier 'verse! :)
*icon love*
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Date: 2010-06-10 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-10 11:37 pm (UTC)*grins*
Knowing these boys, she's probably right! ;)
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Date: 2010-06-11 12:07 am (UTC)"As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite."
Very poetic, and all your talk of Yankee Pot Roast made me hungry LOL
Thank you for sharing Baby, tastee as always
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Date: 2010-06-11 12:25 am (UTC)"As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite."
Very poetic, and all your talk of Yankee Pot Roast made me hungry LOL
Thank you for sharing Baby, tastee as always
*grins*
Somehow I always end up describing food! ;)
I liked the idea of letting each of the Trinity observe the other two, and wanted it in a relaxed atmosphere as per
Glad you liked this, m'lady! :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 01:06 am (UTC)( And could you tag it with your "the new frontier" tag? )
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Date: 2010-06-11 03:33 pm (UTC)( And could you tag it with your "the new frontier" tag? )
I knew I'd forget something! Fixed! :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 01:09 am (UTC)It was a lovely look at the three of them! I loved their gentle teasing. Hee, and the historical tidbits were amusing too. :)
As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite.
Hahaha. I support those shenanigans.
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Date: 2010-06-11 04:19 pm (UTC)*laughs*
Me, too! :)
It was a lovely look at the three of them! I loved their gentle teasing. Hee, and the historical tidbits were amusing too. :)
Gentle teasing is always good! And I've studied the early '60s for years so it was fun to toss in some tidbits. :)
As she sipped her lemon-laced icewater, she wondered if the partnership extended to the Greek style. Certainly they would make a beautiful tableau as they paid homage to Aphrodite.
Hahaha. I support those shenanigans.
You have good taste, my friend! ;)
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Date: 2010-06-11 02:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-11 04:21 pm (UTC)Thank you! The Trinity makes for good psychological studying. :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 03:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-11 04:22 pm (UTC)*laughs*
I had to stick Ollie in there, and of course Bruce was annoyed. :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 06:44 am (UTC)Love it if some one did some fan art for this.
Excellent fic with good period references.
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Date: 2010-06-11 05:18 pm (UTC)Love it if some one did some fan art for this.
I agree! I'd love to see that! :)
Excellent fic with good period references.
Thank you! *beams*
I've got a good handle on the period. :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 09:13 am (UTC)AWESOME line!
This fic was great!!!
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Date: 2010-06-11 05:19 pm (UTC)AWESOME line!
Thought you'd like that. ;)
This fic was great!!!
Thanks, Moonie! :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 06:20 pm (UTC)I love how we got to see everyone's POV! And how much they admire and respect one another, and are aware of their differences, but how it doesn't matter. And, of course, I loved the touches of Bruce as a Prince! :D
Thank you for writing this for me, Brady! It made my day. :D
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Date: 2010-06-11 06:37 pm (UTC)They never lack for conversation! ;)
I love how we got to see everyone's POV! And how much they admire and respect one another, and are aware of their differences, but how it doesn't matter.
They mesh well together! :)
And, of course, I loved the touches of Bruce as a Prince! :D
He is such a royal! :)
Thank you for writing this for me, Brady! It made my day. :D
You're very welcome, m'dear! I had a great time writing it! :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 07:12 pm (UTC)Bruce knows Clark so well.
“I hope so.” Clark sipped his icewater. “Is Dick the leader of his new team?”
“By unanimous vote.” Pride suffused Bruce’s voice, reflected in his midnight-blue eyes.
Bruce has right to be proud of Dick, IMO. :)
He still couldn’t quite believe that this homespun reporter was the most powerful man on Earth. Of course, few people would believe that playboy Bruce Wayne was the Caped Crusader, either.
I love these images (every time)!
“Of course I am. So many powerful egos trying to work together?”
“The Justice Society managed.”
WOW, Justice League as Clark’s idea – great!
She had met her share of gods, and arrogance and unlimited power was not a good mix.
Well, that’s probably true.
Not a man easily manipulated, and arrogant through birth and personality. She knew that the partying playboy façade was just that: a façade, because he was the least frivolous person she had ever known.
Good observation.
“What about Ollie?” Clark grinned as Bruce rolled his eyes.
“We need a headquarters,” Bruce said, ignoring that last comment while Clark and Diana exchanged smiles.
Poor Bruce. :D It seems Clark and Diana understand his feelings quite well. (The exchange of their looks and smiles made me smile.)
This meal was truly savory! The crust was light and flaky, the roast melt-in-your-mouth flavorful, and the vegetables mouth-watering in a rich sauce.
AWWWWWW! Your description of the food is so wonderfully written! (As always! :))
John Jones, Ollie, Hal, Flash, Arthur and Kara – it was nice to see a mention of them all in this story.
Wonderfully written Brady!
Thanks for sharing. :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 10:03 pm (UTC)Bruce knows Clark so well.
He certainly does! :)
“I hope so.” Clark sipped his icewater. “Is Dick the leader of his new team?”
“By unanimous vote.” Pride suffused Bruce’s voice, reflected in his midnight-blue eyes.
Bruce has right to be proud of Dick, IMO. :)
Oh, yes. It's canon that he's said that Dick is the only thing he's ever been proud of. :)
He still couldn’t quite believe that this homespun reporter was the most powerful man on Earth. Of course, few people would believe that playboy Bruce Wayne was the Caped Crusader, either.
I love these images (every time)!
*laughs*
Me, too! :)
“Of course I am. So many powerful egos trying to work together?”
“The Justice Society managed.”
WOW, Justice League as Clark’s idea – great!
He's definitely one of those who came up with the idea. :)
She had met her share of gods, and arrogance and unlimited power was not a good mix.
Well, that’s probably true.
Very!
Not a man easily manipulated, and arrogant through birth and personality. She knew that the partying playboy façade was just that: a façade, because he was the least frivolous person she had ever known.
Good observation.
Diana is a very keen observer. :)
“What about Ollie?” Clark grinned as Bruce rolled his eyes.
“We need a headquarters,” Bruce said, ignoring that last comment while Clark and Diana exchanged smiles.
Poor Bruce. :D It seems Clark and Diana understand his feelings quite well. (The exchange of their looks and smiles made me smile.)
Clark and Diana know their Bat well! :)
This meal was truly savory! The crust was light and flaky, the roast melt-in-your-mouth flavorful, and the vegetables mouth-watering in a rich sauce.
AWWWWWW! Your description of the food is so wonderfully written! (As always! :))
I always make myself hungry when I write about food, LOL! :)
John Jones, Ollie, Hal, Flash, Arthur and Kara – it was nice to see a mention of them all in this story.
It was fun seeing how many I could fit into this story. :)
Wonderfully written Brady!
Thanks for sharing. :)
You're very welcome, m'dear! :)
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Date: 2010-06-11 08:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-11 10:05 pm (UTC)Thank you, dear! :)
I enjoyed seeing all three pov's and the way they get along together. I really enjoyed this and Diana is a girl after my own heart wondering if the boys paid homage to aphrodite! Nice very nice!!!
*grins*
All of us are on the same wavelength! ;)
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Date: 2010-06-12 06:00 pm (UTC)I love how you use details, especially when describing Diana's suit.
"A lot of people don't trust Catholics" Morons. Because intolerance is soooo okay if it's against a wide-spread religious group as opposed to a smaller one. Becuase that just makes so much sense. Sorry, I will learn not to go off on tangents in your comments one day, I swear.
Oh Diana, we've all been wondering the same thing as you for years. And the general consensus is that Bruce and Clark are as close as can be :) We all like it that way too.
I like this a lot even if it took me a second to realize it was not in fact set in present day. Great job! :)
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Date: 2010-06-12 10:01 pm (UTC)LOL! MUCH more fun! :)
I love how you use details, especially when describing Diana's suit.
She would be stylish! :)
"A lot of people don't trust Catholics" Morons. Because intolerance is soooo okay if it's against a wide-spread religious group as opposed to a smaller one. Becuase that just makes so much sense. Sorry, I will learn not to go off on tangents in your comments one day, I swear.
*laughs*
No problem! :)
It was a huge deal in the 1960 election. The 'religious question' was just that: people were less inclined to vote for a Catholic than Protestant because of their distrust and fear of the Pope and any President whose religion included him. JFK was the least likely Catholic to march to the Pope's orders!
Oh Diana, we've all been wondering the same thing as you for years. And the general consensus is that Bruce and Clark are as close as can be :) We all like it that way too.
LOL! Yes, they are like the Theban Band! ;)
I like this a lot even if it took me a second to realize it was not in fact set in present day. Great job! :)
*grins*
Glad you enjoyed this, Carson! The icon inspired me to write The New Frontier again. :)
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Date: 2010-06-15 03:47 am (UTC)I've heard of people getting attacked for having a Kennedy sticker on their car during the 1960 election, especially in the South, but it all seems so silly to me. I know when Mitt Romney was running for president, there were people who disparaged him for being Mormon but at least there was no violence over it. People are crazy sometimes.
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Date: 2010-06-15 03:28 pm (UTC)They certainly need that! :)
I've heard of people getting attacked for having a Kennedy sticker on their car during the 1960 election, especially in the South, but it all seems so silly to me. I know when Mitt Romney was running for president, there were people who disparaged him for being Mormon but at least there was no violence over it. People are crazy sometimes.
The 'religious issue' was THE issue of the 1960 election. Al Smith, another Catholic, had run in 1928 and gotten clobbered and the politicians wouldn't touch a Catholic after that for President. Anything else, Governor or Senator, sure, but not President until JFK came along. And his own party was against his running! He had to win the primaries and make a strong showing so that he could get the nomination at the convention.
Not surprised about the attacks. People ARE crazy, especially when it comes to politics.
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Date: 2010-06-27 09:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-27 05:53 pm (UTC)Thank you! Three highly intelligent people must have all sorts of thoughts and little moments. ;)
Definitely love where Diana's mind took her. *giggles*
*grins*
She understands Greek love! ;)
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Date: 2010-09-13 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-13 11:55 pm (UTC)*grins*
I love the dynamics of the Trinity, and of course I must delve deeply into dinner! ;)
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