Date: 2014-12-23 04:52 am (UTC)
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He nodded, slower this time.

"Destroyed. My father was..." he thought back to the books he'd read, the scholar's lore, and couldn't help the smile, "he was a bit like you. The foremost scientist of his world.

"He saw the end coming, saw what was happening to the planet. He tried to warn the council that ruled Krypton what could occur and they didn't listen. So, trying to..." he looked at the spaceship, at the tablet, "trying to preserve the best parts of Krypton and his culture, he and my mother sent me here."

He knew now what his biological father intended for him, but he wasn't quite sure how to accomplish it, what to do with it. He was still figuring that out. Really, it all sounded too grand for him, too big. For all he could do, for all he knew, for all the wonders he could see and hear and feel, it still seemed so big.

His head tipped towards the house.

"Ma and Pa found me in this thing, took me in, raised me like their own. As their own."
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