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Many writers not checking each other's work.Is there a reason Non doesn't have a hyphenated name (in any continuity, AFAIK)?
Yeah, that's pretty fucked up Paul."About five hundred. But if you think about it… Since they were kryptonian… They'd all be dead now anyway."
I try smiling, but he doesn't look amused. "That's not funny."
'Delvos' to 'Devlos'
Also the longest-serving resident of the zone in some continuities, according to the Wiki. And considering they put him in there for blowing up a moon, I'd say his sentence was well-deserved...5th August 2013
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Kal-El looks at the Phantom Zone projector for a moment. "Is there anyone else that you're going to want me to hand over?"
"Not as far as I know. The worst offender left is Jax-Ur, and he only murdered other kryptonians."
Not really the sort of black humour we need right now, OL..."Do I want to know how many?"
"About five hundred. But if you think about it… Since they were kryptonian… They'd all be dead now anyway."
Yeah, Clark isn't the sort of person to enjoy that kind of joke. Much too empathetic. There's a reason Blackest Night gave him a Blue Ring, after all.I try smiling, but he doesn't look amused. "That's not funny."
"I apologise. Are you ready?"
Though they'd have to ensure the planets chosen had red suns or close to, and an existing population that could deal with Kryptonians even if they somehow managed to gain some measure of empowerment.He moves over to the control system, hands running through final checks. "Do you know of anywhere that would take the other prisoners? The ones who could reintegrate with society?"
"Any of the recovered worlds in the Periphery. Tamaran would probably take them. Ungara would probably be willing to. But..."
Huh, another case for Mother of Mercy, perhaps? She'd be able to realign the planet on its axis. Though not without further disruption..."One of those is a war zone, another is rebuilding after decades of oppression and the last one is still recovering from an ecological disaster."
"They're mostly fine, as long as nothing happens to the space lens that's keeping their planet warm. The main problem was moving their population away from the newly uninhabitable areas."
True, most of those still in the Zone would have more than served their sentence by now. Only the real hard cases would be left there. And Clark is likely to pardon them as long as they don't reoffend."Still, I don't think it would be right to hand kryptonian criminals to them."
"Parolees." Hm. "Timaron? Their planet is going to need a lot of work, and given the wavelengths their sun operates on they wouldn't be anything like as strong as you."
Look at it more like... Transportation, like the English did, sending criminals to Australia and other colony states."I don't think that any of them have the knowledge required to do something like that. And I don't feel right about sentencing them to penal labor when they've already completed their sentence."
"Think of it more as earning their place. Or… Tartarath? No one's colonised it more due to its history than any practical difficulty."
A brutal and fortunately short-ish career."What happened there?"
"A super-tartarathian warrior named Devlos Ungol conquered it, killing most of the population and cowing the rest into obedience. He then rampaged around the Sector before being defeated by Abin Sur."
Which means they are most definitely not going to object if someone else moves in on their homeworld.His face stills. "He.. killed his own species?"
"A lot of them. The rest were killed by the defenders of the places he attacked. There might be a small number left somewhere but they're basically marked for death if most civilisation in that region find them."
I'd want to double-check that result, just to be safe. Never know how kryptonian organelles will react to uncommon wavelengths like that, especially if the person is also an expert in their crazy martial arts."What sort of sunlight would they have?"
"Ah… Orange. They might get a small boost, but nothing worth getting excited about. Farmlands and shelter… Would be easy to put right with a little manual labour. And kryptonian xenophobia isn't a problem because there's no one else there and no one else wants to go there."
Good thing the system has a viewer function. Imagine how awkward it would be if the only way to interact was to open a full portal?"That sounds promising. I'll… Take a look. But first, let's see if we can find Non."
A few button presses, a dial turn and… A shadowy figure-
...Yeah, he goes to the back of the queue, methinks."Let me out, you bastards! Let me OUT!"
-appears for a moment, causing Kal-El to flinch slightly before turning the dial again and causing whoever that was to return fully to the Zone.
It is interesting that they can perceive the viewing aperture.He sighs quietly before pressing another button and turning the dial.
"Who is it? Where am I?"
True, Non was a big, beefy fellow. He'd be fairly distinct.Another button.
"Uh. Uhff."
That… Sounds like a noise someone incapable of speech might make, but the silhouette is wrong. I look at Kal-El-.
Sounds like the guy was trying to get some sleep, or just in a daze before you got his attention.
Shows just how draining the Zone is to its inmates. Those without the ludicrous mental fortitude of people like Zod."I'm trying to find Non?"
"Wait, you've got a projector? Let me out, please! I've been here… Ah… I've been.. here.. so long, I… I-I…"
If it wasn't traumatic, it wouldn't have been a punishment. Still an excessive one, but..."We.. don't really have anywhere to put you right now, but we're working on it. We should be able to get you out in…" He looks towards me.
Ah. Tartarath is ready for habitation, if we assume that people shoved into the Phantom Zone won't need psychological counselling… Heh.
I like that he's actually got specs for 'minimum needs for survival' for marooning people. I take it that includes basic shelters, rations for them to survive on before they get a harvest in, and the tools and seeds to produce that harvest.Probably shouldn't laugh.
Standard marooning package, with a few extras to account for the fact that they've served their sentence… Taking into account my own likely workload…
I take it Clark's allowing for unexpected distractions.
Definitely want to make sure you provide some aftercare, though... Visiting psychological therapists, for instance."I… I-I-I-I don't know… It's-. It's so nothing!"
He turns back to me. "Can you do it sooner?"
While keeping the extreme ones like Jax-Ur in to prevent unexpectedly sudden behavioural backsliding, eh?"Ah… Alright, but the vetting process… We don't have records on what all of them did."
"Krypton's serious crime rate wasn't that high. I'll just release all the ones we don't know about."
Hopefully in a place out of reach to the inmates. An orbital station or something, with exosuits for people to use on-site."And… I'll add a long-ranged zeta tube so that you can check up on the place."
He nods and turns back to whoever-that-is. "We'll get you out in a little while. Try to stay calm in the meanwhile."
There's that compassion and hopefulness showing itself."Help me!"
And he's gone.
Kal-El sighs, resting his right hand on the console for a moment.
Could have, but didn't have anything pushing you to do so. Like a certain colleague with plans."Chin up, sir. Now that you know it's happening, you can fix it."
"Yeah, but I could have done something about this years ago."
OL has a point. Clark didn't really leave Earth until after OL started running around in space. He couldn't really let the prisoners out on Earth, that'd just empower them and make them likely to go mad with power..."But you can't do something about it years ago now."
He nods, entering new coordinates into the computer. And…
Definitely a better fit than the last guy. Surprising that they found him this quick. ..>Then again, how many people are actually in the Zone right now? Less than a hundred?A large outline, a little taller than either him or me. Male, tense posture… And no sound.
"Are you Non, of the Kryptonian Self-Defense Force?"
Just need to be quick to avoid anyone else making a rush for any portal they open.No reaction for a moment, and then a cautious nod.
Double check the radiation shields and kryptonite… Superman glances my way and I give him the thumbs up.
Probably bemused curiosity. It's probable that Kyptonian science couldn't have helped him, unlikely as that may sound. I assume the problem is something more than simply inborn muteness or a throat injury."I've ruled that your conviction is unsafe and I'm going to release you. Please cooperate with us, and we'll sort out your… Medical issue, as best we can."
That provokes a sort of grunt-snort, but no other reaction. Kal-El hesitates for a moment, and then turns the dial the rest of the way.
also not like all Kryptonian share the same naming style
Thank you, corrected.
Do this too said:"Still, I don't think it would be right to hand kryptonian criminals over to them."