Lana Lang

Some of these aren't connected to a muse; some are general, and some are for an NPC but are listed just because I like to have these things documented.

( GIFTS! Late to be posted because the mun was dead upon getting home from the lovely family gathering. )

Lana just stood and stared at Carter as he explained everything. She had, as Oliver said, died and come back to life. She was Immortal, as was he. That strange and almost painful feeling in her head was what happened when two Immortals got within a certain distance of one another. She should be wary of that feeling from now on, because there were others out there like them, and while some were friendly, others took the heads of any Immortal they found to gain their power.

"You knew this whole time, didn't you?"

Carter nodded. "It's the reason I agreed to train you, Lana. I wanted to protect you. There are Immortals who would take advantage of your inexperience and ignorance." He walked closer. "Do you understand now why I don't want you to take Luthorcorp's technology?"

Lana was confused. "But wouldn't that be a good thing? No one could take my head."

He put his hands on her shoulders and shook her gently. "That's what I've been trying to teach you. It won't be. I told you, I've seen what happens to those who chase that kind of power. They come to think of themselves as gods and become a threat to everyone around them. If you put on that suit, that's what you'll become. You'll become the thing you're trying to save the world from."

She looked at him for the longest time before nodding in defeat. He was right. She didn't want him to be right, but he was. She didn't know how long he'd lived, but there wasn't any doubt in her mind that it was long enough to know what he was talking about.

"Okay, I won't."

"Good." He walked away from her for a moment. "I got something for you."

"What is it?"

When he returned, he held a beautifully crafted katana in his hand.

"You'll be needing one of these." Carter went on as she took it. "It's light and elegant, a lot like you." He gave her a soft smile. "I knew the moment I saw it you should have it."

"...thank you," she answered softly.

He gave her a nod. "Now, are you ready to start your real training?"