He didn’t want to listen to her excuses, or lack thereof. He was tired of her lies.
Aww…he’s finally waking up to the truth and going to dump her for that blonde ADA
However, his explanation for not telling Lois the truth about Superman had been a noble reason;
/passes failing grade in Social Behavior 101/
He couldn’t fathom one justifiable or honorable reason she would use Superman as EPRAD’s rockets without telling him.
So he wouldn’t say no and because he produces less environmentally harmful gas than the engines of the shuttle.
Why wait for the morning of?
Is there something missing?
On the other hand, perhaps she had just been distracted.
They had done more kissing than talking the night before.
Oh, look! Someone’s blaming the victim, again.
True, he had experienced a minor setback, but he now had confidence that in time he would be able to beat back this foe and progress his relationship with Lois.
CURSE:
LOIS: Maybe let’s wait for…two more days? Ooooh! Chocolates!
He knew it would be for a long time to come a sore point between them, since Lois didn’t like being told she was wrong, ever, and he was tired of people he cared about disrespecting him.
Maybe if he asked her whether she thought that he liked being disrespected? Then he could tell her that she’s right when she says ‘no’.
Unfortunately, one of the biggest hurdles in their relationship so far had been finding the time to discuss important matters thoroughly.
That’s why in ye olden days, the hanky-panky didn’t start until after Carlos got involved and pronounced the happy couple to be safe.
How was he supposed to know that her previous behavior towards him was going to escalate within twenty-four hours?
Like ‘how was I supposed that by ripping apart one atom, things might end up really bad’?
He wondered if he should go and hover outside the viewing room, letting her know by his expression and body language how disappointed he was by her actions. The small chamber with windows, allowing one to look back at Earth, he assumed was a popular spot with everyone when they first arrived on the Station.
Ooooh! Is he going to show her the moon?
With space at a minimum on the Station, there was hardly an empty spot on a wall for something as luxurious as a window, so the viewing room was essentially the only location to look outside.
So, you’re not going with the bigger space station from Through a Glass, Darkly?
On the other hand, would she be simply too in awe of the sight of the green, blue, and tan marble stretched out before her to notice him?
His behind not yet healed from the beating Luthor gave him?
He would be adult and honor his promises.
‘an adult’?
Perhaps she would be influenced by his good behavior.
Oooh! Like in Season’s Greedings?
And maybe hippos would start to fly on their own.
Did he touch a zoo animal during a thunderstorm, again?
Also…
http://cdn.zocoi.com/187/03.jpg Last panel.
Clark finally decided that it wouldn’t be good for any future relationship between them should he let her assume that what she had done was acceptable or would be tolerated by him in the future.
What if she’s naked while doing so?
CLARK:
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Since he was her ticket home, she would try her utmost to be polite.
So, she’ll soon start to scream and curse?
Two minutes later, Lois gave up on that idea and started pulling on her harness.
She knew she should have had them show her how it worked before she sat down.
Didn’t they by telling her to wait until someone shows up with the key to release her?
Therefore, all four sides of the Space Station were used.
CLARK: Funny, just like in my bedroom!
Colonists didn’t sleep in beds, but in special sleep compartments in the residential wing.
Which could literally be a wing on the space station.
The doors to these compartments were located on all four sides of the station,
Like with a bee-hive. Or a concubine storage facility.
Waste wasn’t acceptable, because there just wasn’t room to store it. So, when a meal packet was opened, everything inside it must be consumed.
What if the meal isn’t to Lois’s liking?
Since nobody walked in space, it must be easy to sneak up on people.
Someone’s already planning ahead, huh?
The shortness of her new do meant she probably resembled a puffball more than anything else.
Angelo raised a skeptical brow. “It’s better to fly under a man’s control than under your own?”
Well, what if she’s using the joystick to control the flight? Isn’t that just like controlling the shuttle?
“Trust me. Once you get used to flying under your own power, you’ll hate to be grounded again,”
Hence the judicious use of lightning back on Earth/
The commander turned and floated away without responding. Angelo glanced at Lois and Lois saw a flash of concern for this breach of etiquette in her expression.
Maybe if Lois explained to the good Commander that her boyfriend could dismantle this station with his bare hands, so he’d better treat her like a queen?
Oh. Apparently, nobody can hear you out in space. Wait a minute. Couldn’t that lunkhead read lips or was that just another convenient lie?
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Before she could do so, Superman pointed at her, waving his finger back and forth as if she had been one very naughty girl. Then, he turned toward Earth disappearing from her view in a split second. Her hand fell.
Oooooh!
How dare he! Lois huffed to herself, placing her hands on her hips. Nobody flies off on Lois Lane!
Apparently, someone just did. Maybe she should have worn a suit that’s more…flattering to her female physique while talking to her boyfriend?
Lois decided then and there, she never wanted to be on this side of Superman’s scolding finger ever again. It felt worse than years of her father’s disappointment had.
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Did she learn a lesson? Or is she just going to avoid Superman and only tick off Clark?
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Lois snapped. It was less than tiny; it was teeny-tiny. How in the world… or off the world, did they expect her to sleep in that hole?
It sounds about the size of the Japanese sleep slots on airports and such.
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“All the sleep compartments are this size, Ms… Lois. Otherwise there wouldn’t be room for the hundred colonists and any guests, such as Captain Martin, you, and myself,”
Isn’t that the same story Lex told his Luckies?
the “table” for placing her laptop… at least they weren’t completely uncivilized on board the Space Station.
Does the table use strong magnets to hold up to the wall? Yes, they did use that on a train’s fold-out table once.
“I’ll show you how to use the lavatory later as well as review personal hygiene guidelines,”
Like, don’t just do your business down at the bottom of the sink hole?
“Yes, Captain Angelo, since you’ve had more exposure to Ms. Lane than I have, you’ll be in charge of her training,”
Ooooh! Training the Mad Dog
How can I write my article?”
Like Linda does? By making something up?
Captain Angelo’s anger quickly dissipated and she sighed. “Commander Norton may have granted us access to this hospital ward, since he figured you would need access to medical care should you become sick,” she explained. “But, yes, this little hiccup means that our shuttle cannot officially arrive at the Space Station for a week.”
You know, I wonder how this is going to work in terms of exercise. There’s no gym in this dorm, is there? What about the toilet? Shower? Kitchen? And wouldn’t Lois already have communicated her numerous deceases by talking to Amy and the Commander and breathing into the air vents?
On the other hand, in his current ticked-off state, would he just let her sit and stew?
See what happens when a Lois is chained up for a week? Should be fun to watch. From a safe distance, that is.
Angelo shrugged, and said, “Only if we can find a landing window in Nevada at that time. It might end up being three or four weeks due to weather or atmospheric conditions or delays. There’s a reason EPRAD doesn’t like changes to the schedule.”
You know, considering the next part, this so sounds like the 3-4 weeks you are planning to taking a break from the story.
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One week away from Clark and her life was doable, but three to four weeks in this sardine can? Lois gulped. If she had wanted to live like this, she could have taken Luthor up on his bunker offer during Nightfall.
Yes, but on the plus side, she at least won’t be servicing the man in charge of the operation?
CMDR: Well…she *was* brought on board as a concubine…
ER: I *did* see this in a story I once read by SQD…
Michael
