Hi again!
Lois Lane felt the shudder of the module docking with the space station with a sense of elation. She had *done it*! The first reporter to cover a space launch from inside a vehicle!
So…what’s going on this time?
"Who are *you*?" cried an outraged voice from the hallway.
Blind passanger?
"Well, Ms. Lane, this initial crew of the Space Station Prometheus all signed on for a minimum of six months of service."
Oops?
"Ms. Lane, you've just volunteered your services to the EPRAD space program for six months. And you'll be lucky if they don't have a jail cell waiting for you when you get planet-side."
There were countless experiments being conducted, but Lois was only useful to the other crew members for her ability to fetch and carry.
Aww…Mad Dog is being treated like doggy! Lois. Fetch!
Then, as the final indignity, EPRAD managed to transmit a copy of the Daily Planet only a day after her ill-fated choice to sneak aboard the launch vehicle.
"I'm a Friend and I'm here to Help" by Clark Kent burned Lois' eyes as she read about a man who *flew* in skin tight clothing,
Ooooops!
saving people from an apartment fire that had erupted the night of the launch. Another story by Kent of all people said that it looked like someone had been attempting to make a bomb in the apartment and had instead set fire to his own building.
In trying to get the story of the year... she'd missed the story of the millennium.
Good thing he has already met Lois and she’ll be back before Linda gets to town. Otherwise, Cat or Linda might be serious contenders
Michael