8th July 2012
22:33 GMT +3
"…that I saw you talking to at lunch?"
Lex and I walk through the corridors of LexCorp's Kenya headquarters, heading towards a boardroom. With the threat of the Sheeda thoroughly eliminated we're converting the Earth Defence Force facilities here into an actual planetary strongpoint, rather than the 'kick me' sign it was before. That involves huge energy shield emplacements and rebuilding everything to far higher standards of resilience.
Lex visibly braces himself for the oncoming 'Grayven tiresomeness'.
"Her name is
Veronica Cale. Her company is responsible for the EDF's health monitors and immunisation programs."
Armoured buildings… Obviously aren't going to survive against a dedicated bombardment platform, but that's not what they're for. They're for taking hits from attack craft, or hopeful shots from non-dedicated ships, or for soaking the backlash from our own overloading shield emitters. And of course they create a wonderful feeling of safety in the people taking shelter within them, so that if they
do come under dedicated attack they don't spend their last few minutes cowering in fear.
"Lex, you were smiling."
We did
talk about a full planetary defence shield like the one Euphorix has, but not only does something like that prevent you seeing out -so you can't know whether the attacker is still there or not- but it requires base stations all over the planet. We could…
Just about do it by hiding them in LexCorp regional headquarters, but the risk of exposure was too great.
"She's a charming and.. extremely
driven woman. She reminds me a great deal of myself."
I smile. "Admiration."
"Yes, I suppose you could put it like that."
"No, No, I mean… The Devil's Dictionary? 'Admiration. Noun. Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.'" I glance his way as the door to the lounge opens itself. "Let me guess: grew up in a poor neighbourhood-."
"
Yes, there is a.. degree of resemblance. But she appears to have avoided making some of my more… Short term decisions."
"Good to know. Sounds like she'll be an-." Lex walks through the doorway, and since this place was built with my frame in mind -mine and the larger suits of power armour, anyway- I can follow.. him… Through.
I look at the other Lex Luthor sitting on the seat facing the doorway. Then I
scan both the newcomer and mine.
And then I grin.
"Lex! It's not my birthday!"
The other Lex -who had been doing his version of Lex's 'calm, confident and in control' look- shudders
very slightly, which lets me scan through whatever he was using to block me. Hm.
"Not that I'm
complaining-."
My Lex decides to ignore me, walking forward confidently as our Mercy -
quick check, yes, she's ours- makes sure that her hands are free.
"Who are you, and why are you here?"
"The 'who' should be obvious-."
Hm. "Heart's on the left not the right. DNA's a
close match, so I'm guessing you're an equivalent and not a literal doppelgänger."
I traverse the room, keeping my eyes on the intruder and making sure that my Lex is out of my line of fire
and calling in a cross-section of drones.
My Lex nods. "I'm told that most of my alter egos aren't… The most
rational people."
The other Lex nods. "Sadly, that's been my experience. Imagine my…
Concern, when I found out that you were building a space fleet, and were working in alliance with an Apokoliptian."
I nod. "Yes, that does sound pretty dodgy." I widen my eyes, my grin broadening. "Wait. Are you from some sort of transplanar 'Council of Lex'? And am I going to have to shoot that woman in the stealth suit who thinks I can't see her?"
The Other Lex's face tenses very slightly as a drone shines its Ray of Revelation -thank you Sunset- at his surprised backup.
"No, you're..
not."
Ah, there it is. An environmental shield. Yellow… No, gold in colour. Same base technology, but… Not standard? Sinestro?
The closest things I know of are the Anti-Green Lantern rings briefly used by the Weaponers of Qward. That line of research was discontinued in my own universe. Things may have been different wherever he's from.
My Lex glances at his alternate's backup, shrugs, then walks forward to sit down opposite him.
"What do you want?"
"To find out what you're
planning."
My Lex waves his right hand. "I think I've been fairly open with what I'm planning."
The woman in the stealth suit… I can
scan her now, but I don't recognise her. She makes her way around to behind the chair her Lex is sitting in. For my own amusement I move to mirror her position behind-. I
try to mirror her position, but Mercy is already occupying it. Looks like looming in the background is it, then.
"I doubt that you'd trust anything I was open about any more than I'm inclined to trust what
you're open about. I know about the fleet you're building up on the far side of the moon."
Ping.
Ah.
"And I've
just spotted
your ship. Isn't it nice that we can all see each other."
I continue grinning, but I'm nervous. A ship snuck into my system and I didn't find it until
after it got into a bombardment position. Alright, if he had access to Qwardian technology that's not
outright embarrassing, but we need to do better. I think we'll have to bring up the system-wide sensor network thing with the Security Council, even if we have to share the results. Or just do it anyway and take the hit to our relations if they ever find out.
My Lex holds up his right hand. "Perhaps a less… Adversarial tone could be more helpful. I have publically announced that I'm undertaking the construction of a self-defense fleet. While I have taken steps to ensure that various governments believe that the total number I have under construction is far less than the
actual number, their purpose hasn't changed."
"Let's just say that when most versions of us lay their hands on a fleet of warships, they tend to take
regrettable actions with them."
"And.. a year ago you may have been correct about me as well. But I've made enough progress, and… Frankly, gained enough
personal renown, that the failures of the world's governments don't
grate in quite the way it might once have done."
I nod. "And, you know, once you own all the media companies, they throw in the governments for
free."
My Lex shakes his head. "If that were true then I'd have bought out my rivals years ago. It would be more accurate to say that they're a loyalty bonus that grows each decade. But if we may leave such cynicism aside..?"
I shrug, and he returns his focus to his alter ego.
"Since you already know that the fleet exists, why not take a formal tour? You can talk to my employees, contractors and other affiliates and find out why they're working with me. A good many of them have no particular love for me
personally, but they're doing it because they believe that it's necessary for the good of the species. Or to further their
own ends."
Other Lex nods slowly.
"That would help to reassure me."
"But I doubt that you came all the way from a parallel universe just to check up on me. What is it that
you want?"
"You've had contact with parallel universes. I'm… Having
difficulty in returning to my point of origin."
My Lex nods. "I'll be happy to provide you with whatever assistance I can. Would you like to take a tour now?"