Jonathan Kent (
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nexus_sages2016-03-14 08:54 pm
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A young man sits on one of the many couches in the Forum, and sighs at a notebook in his hands. The page is full of scribbled-out text, pages and pages of it. The pages are dog-eared and a bit ragged, indicating he's been using this notebook for a while.
"How can it be this hard to think of a good name for a secret identity?"
"How can it be this hard to think of a good name for a secret identity?"
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"I have to admit, it seems like a lot of work."
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"My dad died in the first World War. My mom was a nurse in a TB ward--got hit, couldn't shake it. I was an only child."
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"Thanks." It's sympathy, whatever the intent, and the old man takes it well. "At your age, I wouldn't want you to."
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"Steve Rogers," the old man replies with a smile. "Nice to meet you, Jon."
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"It's nice for me, too." There's that smile again. "I'd like to think this experience is doing somebody some good."
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"Which is a good place to start. You'll do alright, Jon."
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"You're welcome," he answers with another smile of his own, "to both."