"We can fix the time circuits, so if all else fails you can go ahead to 2015 and go to a repair shop there," he suggests. "I mean, they probably do that sort of thing all the time, right?"
Clark looks up when Marty speaks, and blinks back into normal sight. "Well... sort of. On accident. It first started in freshman year of high school. I'd just be sitting there and then I'd get an intense headache, and suddenly I'd be looking through things. It's not just like a black and white x-ray either, sometimes it was just under the skin so I'd see muscles and stuff. And sometimes it was just walls, like in, uh, gym class."
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Date: 2011-03-16 09:34 pm (UTC)Clark looks up when Marty speaks, and blinks back into normal sight. "Well... sort of. On accident. It first started in freshman year of high school. I'd just be sitting there and then I'd get an intense headache, and suddenly I'd be looking through things. It's not just like a black and white x-ray either, sometimes it was just under the skin so I'd see muscles and stuff. And sometimes it was just walls, like in, uh, gym class."