Suddenly, Lex was having that moment all over again when he'd come home to find that kid Brian salivating all over Clark. Only these weren't just some guys in Clark's college prep class. They were wealthy and successful and connected, and they had just as much to offer as Lex did. He instinctively tightened his grip on Clark's hand, so tight in fact that Clark gave him an odd look.
Poor Lex, having the first Othello moment of many this evening. I like the way you zero in on his instinctive belief that his most important asset to Clark is his wealth/success/connectedness. He knows better, but he doesn't *know* it, not when he panics.
Taylor narrowed his eyes. "Need your little boyfriend to fight your battles, huh, Luthor? I guess a pansy-ass like you can't take care of himself like a real man would."
So Taylor, who not so long ago was asking Lex to lend him Clark, a request which implies a certain lack of whole-hearted commitment to heterosexuality, is calling Lex a pansy? Boggling. Also chuckling. What a jerk!
The moment had the same feeling, the same texture as every nightmare he'd ever had. Time seemed to move so slowly, and he could clearly see the danger ahead. But he just couldn't seem to change course, couldn't walk away, couldn't make it stop.
Which pretty much sums up the whole section nicely.
But in your heart, you know I'm right, or it wouldn't bother you so much. You know you can't trust him, just like you couldn't trust Helen or Desiree or Victoria or any of the rest of them. You think I'm only trying to hurt you with what I'm saying, with some of the things I've done in the past, but I'm not. I'm only trying to save you, from them, from your own poor judgment."
And the saddest, scariest part is that on some level, Lionel actually *believes* this.
No quotes from the section with Millicent, but I understood why Lex was doing it, even as I was going "You IDIOT!" at the same time. Also, you managed to make the descriptions of their sex act utterly unerotic, despite being quite explicit. I really, *really* hope Millicent was on the pill, or this could get way too soap-opera. I doubt he could catch anything from her, what with his meteor-enhanced healing. Even if there are no longterm ramifications, I'm sure Lionel will make sure to parade her in front of Clark to hurt him.
She narrowed her eyes. "What did you do?"
"I-- Fuck!"
"Well, don't just stand there." She waved her hand. "Go find him. Makes things right."
I love Mitzi, I really do. You've made her so vivid despite the small number of scenes she's been in. I think of her as being rather like Maggie Smith's character in The First Wives' Club.
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Date: 2003-11-16 12:57 am (UTC)Poor Lex, having the first Othello moment of many this evening. I like the way you zero in on his instinctive belief that his most important asset to Clark is his wealth/success/connectedness. He knows better, but he doesn't *know* it, not when he panics.
Taylor narrowed his eyes. "Need your little boyfriend to fight your battles, huh, Luthor? I guess a pansy-ass like you can't take care of himself like a real man would."
So Taylor, who not so long ago was asking Lex to lend him Clark, a request which implies a certain lack of whole-hearted commitment to heterosexuality, is calling Lex a pansy? Boggling. Also chuckling. What a jerk!
The moment had the same feeling, the same texture as every nightmare he'd ever had. Time seemed to move so slowly, and he could clearly see the danger ahead. But he just couldn't seem to change course, couldn't walk away, couldn't make it stop.
Which pretty much sums up the whole section nicely.
But in your heart, you know I'm right, or it wouldn't bother you so much. You know you can't trust him, just like you couldn't trust Helen or Desiree or Victoria or any of the rest of them. You think I'm only trying to hurt you with what I'm saying, with some of the things I've done in the past, but I'm not. I'm only trying to save you, from them, from your own poor judgment."
And the saddest, scariest part is that on some level, Lionel actually *believes* this.
No quotes from the section with Millicent, but I understood why Lex was doing it, even as I was going "You IDIOT!" at the same time. Also, you managed to make the descriptions of their sex act utterly unerotic, despite being quite explicit. I really, *really* hope Millicent was on the pill, or this could get way too soap-opera. I doubt he could catch anything from her, what with his meteor-enhanced healing. Even if there are no longterm ramifications, I'm sure Lionel will make sure to parade her in front of Clark to hurt him.
She narrowed her eyes. "What did you do?"
"I-- Fuck!"
"Well, don't just stand there." She waved her hand. "Go find him. Makes things right."
I love Mitzi, I really do. You've made her so vivid despite the small number of scenes she's been in. I think of her as being rather like Maggie Smith's character in The First Wives' Club.