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[jonathan_kent]

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?"

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[gate_crasher]

"Then may your distinction always be a blessing."

[jonathan_kent]

"Thank you," Jon says, taking that in the spirit (he hopes) it was meant.

[gate_crasher]

Shade-Seeker inclines his head in acknowledgment of the thanks. It was very much meant in the spirit that Jon has taken it.