And I checked.
"Ah, well, I'd like to say that I'm checking up on a friend to see how his job's going-."
		
		
	 
Sadly, thee days, he rarely bothers with the simplicity of 'just stopping by to see how you're doing'.
	
	
		
		
			"But you need me for something."
"Ah…  Sort of."
"Did you go and see Conner first?"  I wince.  "I think you kinda should."
		
		
	 
...Yes, it 
has been a 
time since we last saw him. Onscreen or off.
	
	
		
		
			"Yeah.  I-."  I'm repeating what I did at university, where I completely fell out of contact with everyone I knew in secondary school and college.  I've got a better excuse this time, but I don't think I've had an actual conversation with him for three months.  The occasional 'hey' when we see each other when we're both doing other things…  "You're right, but-."
		
		
	 
To be fair, some people tend to get into that mindset where you set aside high school friendships in favour of 'adult' friendships. Especially if you're at a different place to said high school friends.
	
	
		
		
			Yes, I do need to talk to someone else in the city, but I can leap from one side of the galaxy to the other in a thought.
"Yeah. you're right."
		
		
	 
A quick fast-travel hop to visit Conner isn't exactly going to blow a time-critical mission condition.
	
	
		
		
			"You know he starts college this year, right?"
"I increasingly realise that I'm an unusually poor friend, but I honestly hadn't thought about it.  What's-?  I should ask him."
		
		
	 
Yes you 
should, OL. For someone you once was willing to kill for, you've really set the Team aside these days.
	
	
		
		
			And now he's giving me the look everyone gives me.  "Yeah you should."
"Are you going to college?"
"Ah.  Are you going to obsess about this now?"
		
		
	 
Not OL's main focus right now, but I can't imagine he won't try to stack the deck a little if you let him.
	
	
		
		
			"I don't know?  I know that I should have been putting effort into maintaining my relationships, but between reconstruction, the Corps and…  Everything, I've let it slip.  I shouldn't have done that, and this isn't something I can fix by doing a thing or two.  I don't know.  Obsessing over things is easier."
		
		
	 
As long as you do try to recognise you fouled up and attempt to fix it...
	
	
		
		
			"Huh."
"So, are you?"
"No, I'm…  Taking a year out.  I don't really know what I want to do with my life, so I thought I'd stick with LexCorps for a year and see how it goes."
		
		
	 
As long as he doesn't start drinking Lex's kool-aid. (And you know Lex has the expensive stuff, too!)  
 
	
	
		
		
			"Have you considered plumbing?"
He blinks.  "No?  Why?"
		
		
	 
...Interesting idea. Go on, explain.
	
	
		
		
			"It's regular, productive work.  And if you're self-employed you can take an hour or two out here and there for.. personal projects."
He smiles, clearly surprised.  "Okay, but why specifically?"
		
		
	 
Huh, that's actually a good thought.
	
	
		
		
			"Jeremy Clarkson.  An automotive journalist from Yorkshire.  He once said that he'd encourage his children to try plumbing rather than following in his footsteps because people will always need their pipes fixed whereas the demand for journalists is decreasing.  In Britain at the time we had a bit of a shortage of qualified plumbers and started importing them from Poland, which was worth it for them because the shortage meant it was pretty well paid.  I haven't checked, but with the increasing drive for people to go to college rather than technical schools I imagine the same is true in America as well."
		
		
	 
Drawback of people thinking STEM jobs are more ;prestigious', I suppose. Doesn't matter how many rocket scientists, brain surgeons or nuclear physicists you have if there's no-one to take the bins out or unclog the drains. 
	
	
		
		
			"Huh."
"And…  I honestly-.  It's not really plumbing when I do it, but I do enjoy sorting out utilities.  My ring lets me comprehend them in a way I couldn't without it."
		
		
	 
Reminds me of playing SimCity 2000 back in the day. There's something pleasing about routing power, water and waste lines for maximum efficiency.
	
	
		
		
			"I guess I can trace leaks easier."  He shakes his head.  "I'd never really thought about a career as a plumber."
"Neither did I, until it was far too late."
		
		
	 
On the other hand, we likely wouldn't have this story if the author had... 
	
	
		
		
			"And I guess that would be useful on Themyscira, too."
"You'd probably need to import magic pumps.  I think Diana knows some naiads?"
		
		
	 
Or commit to running underground pipes very carefully. Or some manner of dolmen gate with a purifying effect?
	
	
		
		
			"I'll…  Think about it.  So, what was it you wanted to talk about?"
I take a sound muffling charm out of subspace and out it on the table between us.
		
		
	 
Ah, the time for privacy has come.
	
	
		
		
			"Should we take this someplace else?"
"I think we're alright.  So, ah...  So, a few days ago we had a visit from Daxam."
		
		
	 
Went well enough, all considering. No-one 
died, after all.
	
	
		
		
			"Mom told me."
"And I need more information about what's going on, and I'm…  Not great at investigations when I can't acquire data via my ring.  So I'm bribing a local to explain things."
		
		
	 
That is something he kind of needs to work on.
	
	
		
		
			His eyes dip to my rings for a moment before coming back up again.  "Ah."  He looks a little embarrassed that that's where his mind went.
"Yes, I could compel them, but I don't like doing that sort of thing when…"  Batman.  "When I don't need to.  And I might want something from them later, and they've got two young children…"
		
		
	 
Walking the tricky line between heroic and sinister-sounding.
	
	
		
		
			"No, I'm not trying to say you should, just…  I know you did that to Batman…"
"I didn't see an alternative there, and we were under time pressure.  Here, I do, and we're not."  Hm.  "As far as I know."
		
		
	 
Please don't start rushing this stuff. You really need to be patient, OL.
	
	
		
		
			"Okay."  He nods.  "So what do you need?"
"I raised the issue of the Phantom Zone prisoners a while ago with Superman."
"Right, there's where Ak-Var came from."
		
		
	 
I wonder what the public's been making of him? He's not 
quite running around in long-johns with a cape, is he? So I figure there's 
curiosity about this mysterious 'Super-guy' if people have been spotting him...
	
	
		
		
			"Most of the rest are more serious criminals, and some of the committed crimes against other planets.  I want to hand two over for trial.  If I do that, I get access to everything Commodore Amalak knows about Krypton, all the kryptonian relics he's acquired…  And he gives up his vendetta against all surviving kryptonians.  And with that data, I hope that I can learn how to undo the work of the retrovirus Kem-El used on the Daxamites, which will cause Ken Lee to turn canary."
		
		
	 
Again, 
after you get someone else to look over the data first? Can't trust Amalak 
that easily, can you?
	
	
		
		
			"Didn't you already interrogate him?"
"We were just trying to get the Daxamites out of here.  Didn't do a thorough interrogation.  And I suspect that he might have lied to  me, given that he had no real reason to cooperate."
		
		
	 
There is that. Improving his attitude towards you goes a long way in this sort of diplomatic information gathering.
	
	
		
		
			"Okay.  So, what did the criminals do?"
"Ordered the-.  He's accused of ordering the deaths of about five billion people."
		
		
	 
Though I'm sure the evidence will confirm that in short order.
	
	
		
		
			"'Ordered' as in..?"
"'Point the guns down and fire'."
		
		
	 
Wonder if that's an actual quote from the shipboard recordings of the moment...
	
	
		
		
			"And…  You want my support when you try to persuade Superman to go for it?"
"Yes."
		
		
	 
Boy, OL isn't leaving 
anything to chance, is he?
	
	
		
		
			"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yeah.  I mean, the survivors deserve the chance to punish him."  He look puzzled by my surprise. "What, did you think you'd need to do something for me before I'd agree?"
		
		
	 
Remember, a lot of his current knowledge is influenced by Themysciran laws. and that much death on one man's hands?
	
	
		
		
			"I suppose not.  Ah, thank you.  I'll…  Go and see what Kon's up to now."
He smiles.  "Say 'hi' for me."
		
		
	 
Since even brothers can grow apart once they leave the nest.