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While Thad knew of several different sentient races, outside of Brainiac 5 and on very rare occasion other Legion members, he hardly came in contact with them. Based on what he had been allowed to research, he couldn't match up the being with any race he was aware of. Then again, he was only assuming they were from another planet. Perhaps they were merely a mutation of some sort?

"Hello" Thad greeted in a soft cold tone that seemed to be his default around strangers. "Who are you?" 

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Looking the girl over critically as he was asked to identify himself to her, she looked almost shockingly "normal" compared to most people he encountered. Though...her clothing seemed off. Not that he payed all that much attention to fashion but...the clothing didn't look like anything for this century. It looked more like...

"Inertia," He replied after a moment. The question he wanted to ask was 'what century are you from' but instead he simply inquired "and you?"

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“Oh, and who might you be~?” She smirked slightly, hands going to her hips.

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me: [walking past book store]

me: [bREATHES HEAVILY]

mom: no

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"I have been faring well. Terribly busy, but well nonetheless. What about yourself?" He replied, not really shifting his position at all, but allowing Thad to adjust himself, in case the added weight of Querl's head caused any discomfort.

Reassured, he allowed himself to relax a little more, and nodded. “I’ve also been well. Not quite as busy, outside of work and adjusting to the twins.” There was a pause as he contemplated saying something else, but seemed uncertain and eventually just let it go. Deciding it was too sentimental, or needing sounding, on top of being unnecessary; something that should go without saying.

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Thad, I need money for new shoes. Have you seen mom?

Blinked down at his younger brother, he took a quick look to his feet (as if he would be wearing the shoes inside the house), then looked around the general vicinity (as if he would be asking for his mom despite her being in plain sight). Of coarse she wasn’t there. “Um…I’m not certain at the moment actually.” He admitted, then after a pause offered, “Perhaps I could be of assistance, though. I should have sufficient funds for such a purchase.”

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"This is the part where I say something meaningless and lace it with gibberish to command your attention. Because having your attention is nice." Querl stated, barely pausing for breath, as he let his head rest against Thad's shoulder.

“Well, that was wonderfully direct.” He replied with a light smile “Not sure I’ve ever been greeted in quite that fashion before.” In response to Querl laying his head on his shoulder he lightly, almost hesitantly, brushed fingers though the hair close to ear. Noting the lack of pause Querl took while speaking, arose a small pang of concern; but not wanting to jump to conclusions Thad indulged it with a innocent question of “How are you” 

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"No, thankfully that faze of my life seems to be over for now."

Thad nodded. Having not heard her during the night anymore, he had assumed, or at least hoped that the night-terrors had stopped, but hearing her actually say she was doing better was reassuring. 

“I’m glad to hear it.”

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Without a word, Querl seemed to let himself collapse onto Thad, burying his head into the other's shoulder. He didn't make much noise, but the heaving of his chest, and how his eyes wet the other's jacket, were enough to make the point of his stuttering clear.

Startled by the other boy’s wordless collapse onto him, Thad still managed to have the sense to wrap his arms around Querl, as he felt him bury his face in his shoulder. It took a moment for his mind to fully registrar just what had happened, and to make sense of the sound of faint sobbing so close to his ear.

Panic at the thought of what could have possibly happened to throw him in to this state flooded Thad’s mind. The only other time he had seen Querl like this, had been after a spat with Superman, when his inhibitors had been malfunctioning. He severely doubted this was over something quite so innocuous, and his paranoia consciousness was all to quick to offer up all the horrible things that could have possibly happened to cause Querl to break down like this. 

Knowing he should say something, at least make an effort an to be comforting, he opened his mouth, but his mind offered no words to put forth. What few instincts he had for being consoling insisted he say everything would be okay. But his logic wouldn’t allow for it, not when it could so easily be a empty promise. 

It didn’t take him long to give up on words completely, instead shifting his hold on the other boy to something more protective. Rubbing small circles between his shoulder blades in the same way Iris had once held him.

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"Th-Th-Thaddeus?"

“Querl?” Concern forced it’s way in to Thad’s expression at hearing Querl stutter. “Is something wrong?”

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Of all the things he had expected Bart to say, that had not been it. Not to him of all people. He had watched this boy's entire life (or at least a large portion of it, what wasn't fabricated by Thawne), it was hard to be surprised by him, but this...even if he was feeling this way, why say it to him of all people? Why allow himself to be so vulnerable? He couldn't possibly be looking to be consoled. He had to know he was just about the last place to go to for that. Understanding perhaps?

"Lonely how? Don't you have you're friends? You're family?" The idea of Bart of all people being lonely was a baffling one. He was someone constantly surrounded by people who cared for and encouraged him. From all Thad had seen, Bart had a way of drawing people to him, without so much as putting a spot of effort in to it. He'd been one of the most well liked kid's at his school (at least when it came to the other children). And seemed to have earned the reputation of being the little brother to the larger part of the superhero community.

But then, this was a side of Bart he'd never really seen. Not in person at least. Moments where he had been like this, had always been rare and fairly brief in the recordings. Seeing it in person was, a bit off putting. Like seeing a completely different person.

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Bart looked down, a little sadly. His normal care-free complexion had just disappeared entirely. He wore an obviously faked smile to deceive those who looked at him. “Lonely.” His answer was brief but true, he had never felt more alone than he had as of late. Maybe that’s why Bart began to reconsider Thad’s position in all this. Perhaps, he was just looking for someone to talk to.

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"It is as well as can be expected." He answered vaguely, seeming to think over his wording before continuing with anything more detailed. "I was adopted some time ago. Which is still odd to consider on some level." There was another pause as he struggled to think of what would be sufficient to add. "Querl's interest in the subject, inspired me to make an attempt at working with fungal cultures. But I have found that I have about as much talent with them as I do the garden, which is to say, none. Other then that, I've been well." This awkwardly placed little tid-bit of information came out a little muddled, with some of his words speeding up faster then was usual for him.

Clearing his throat and attempting to regain his placid composure, he asked, "How have you been?"

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Bart looked at Thad, and said, “I know this sounds awkward and weird, but I’m just so tired of fighting.” Bart sat on the floor criss-cross apple sauce.

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"I don't really see how that would be considered odd. I can't say I exactly find it all that pleasant myself." He admitted. As Bart sat down on the ground Thad simply watched him for a moment, fidgeting uncomfortably, then finally, allowing his guard to drop, he followed suet, sitting across from him. "Honestly having to be repeatedly accosted by various suspicious, or at worst, blood thirsty renditions of you, is getting beyond tiring. I must admit this has, thus far, been a much more favorable encounter."

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Odd. What brought that on? He couldn’t recall saying anything particularly endearing. What had made Allen go from glaring at him as if he were some disgusting creature, to thinking he ‘wasn’t so bad’? Was it simply because he hadn’t acted with obvious malicious intent?

“I suppose that sounds…operable.” He finally replied. He opened his mouth as if to add something else, but once again, he was unsure of what to say. Though he had improved on his ability to be ‘civil’ over the past few years, and had even managed to get along with versions of Bart previously, his mind still drew a blank on exactly what he could say to him. Something like ‘so how have you been then?’ just sounded…wrong and hollow.

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Daisy: Four things that make your character happy.

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1. His Family (Iris, Sam, Querl, and the younger kids and pets) Though that kinda goes without saying.

2. Frivolous experimentation. Experimenting out of pure curiosity without any real aim. It’s not something he was allowed to do very much under Thawne’s watch. Every resource had to be put to a determined use, so as not to waste what he was given. He finds it oddly freeing to try something just to try it, and see what happens, as apposed to always working toward a certain goal.

3. Exploring abandoned buildings. Something he once did out of necessity, is now something he often does for leisure. It makes him feel at peace, though he’s not quite certain why. In a way, some of them unconsciously remind him of Craydl.  

4. Books. As I’m pretty sure I’ve made clear, he collects them. A good chunk of the house has been turned in to a library with the walls covered in book laded shelves.

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Flower and Tree Language Prompts

Acorn: What would your character do if they lived forever?

Azalea: Who does your character wish would take better care of themselves?

Bay leaf: What gives your character strength?

Briony: What’s one time your character has helped a friend?

Cattail: Is your character at peace with themself? Why or why not?

Cyclamen: Who is someone your character has had to say good-bye to?

Daffodil: Has your character ever had unrequited love for someone? Have they ever loved someone but held it in for any reason?

Daisy: Four things that make your character happy.

Edelweiss: Describe a time your character has had to be brave.

Eglantine: Has your character ever had a wound or pain that didn’t heal?

Fern: Does your character have any magical abilities?

Foxglove: Has your character ever lied about something?

Geranium: What’s one mistake your character remembers making?

Gladiolus: What’s one time your character has stuck to their morals and convictions?

Honeysuckle: Who does your character love like family?

Heather: Who is someone your character wants to protect?

Ivy: Has your character ever thought about getting married? Would they like it?

Iris: If your character could send one person a message, who and what would it be?

Jonquil: Has your character ever confessed their love for someone? How did it go?

Jasmine: Whats one thing your character wants?

Kennedia: One thing your character admires in someone.

Kalanchoe: Is your character well-liked by their friends?

Laurel: If your character could be remembered for one thing, what would it be?

Love-lies-bleeding: Has your character ever done something even though they didn’t want to?

Marigold: Describe a time or reason your character felt jealousy.

Moonflower: What’s one dream your character has had?

Nightshade: What is a painful truth your character has had to face?

Nettle: What’s one person your character hates/dislikes and why?

Oak leaves: Describe a victory your character is proud of.

Oleander: What’s one thing your character should beware of?

Pine: What is something your character wishes they could move on from?

Poppy: What is something your character wants to forget?

Queen Anne’s Lace: If your character could pretend one thing, what would it be?

Quince: One temptation your character has had.

Rosemary: What is something your character will always remember?

Pink Roses: Who is someone your character has wanted to make happy?

Red Roses: Who is someone your character has truly loved?

White/Red Rose: Who is someone your character has found themselves cooperating with when they didn’t expect it?

Sage: What is one thing they have learnt?

Snowdrop: Describe a time they felt hope.

Tulip: Has your character ever been in romantic love with someone? Are they still?

Thistle: What’s one time your character has been angry and harsh with someone?

Utricularia: Five things your character likes.

Umbrella sage: Where does your character consider home?

Purple Violet: Are there any topics your character dodges?

White Violet: When’s the last time your character told the truth about something?

Wallflower: What’s one time your character has endured underdifficult circumstances?

Water-lily: What’s one quote from your character?

Xeranthum: If your character died right now but could have one wish for the world come true, what would it be?

Xanthoriza: What’s something your character has run away from?

Yew: What makes your character sad?

Yarrow: What would your character go to war over?

Zinnia: Does your character ever miss their friends?

Pink Zinnia: Who will your character always be friends with?

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// I just scared the cat's with my cackling.

But, no, no that probobly wouldn't go over too well.

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((Good luck dragging his 430 pound body Thad. I almost want to see that. xDD]

//Yeeeeah, I don’t really see that going well either. I’m sure eventually he would give up and just call for Querl to assist, cuz that would surly make things better.

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((Good luck dragging his 430 pound body Thad. I almost want to see that. xDD]

//Yeeeeah, I don't really see that going well either. I'm sure eventually he would give up and just call for Querl to assist, cuz that would surly make things better.

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Odd. What brought that on? He couldn't recall saying anything particularly endearing. What had made Allen go from glaring at him as if he were some disgusting creature, to thinking he 'wasn't so bad'? Was it simply because he hadn't acted with obvious malicious intent?

"I suppose that sounds...operable." He finally replied. He opened his mouth as if to add something else, but once again, he was unsure of what to say. Though he had improved on his ability to be 'civil' over the past few years, and had even managed to get along with versions of Bart previously, his mind still drew a blank on exactly what he could say to him. Something like 'so how have you been then?' just sounded...wrong and hollow.

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Bart chuckles, but only a bit. “You’re so difficult.”