rp for likely_evil

[manorsuperman]

[ooc: Set several hours after this thing that we started a long friggin time ago. Should have gotten this up sooner.]

It had been a long drive from Smallville to wherever it was they were now. Honestly, Lana hadn't been paying attention. There had been a little talking in the car, but she had mostly listened to whatever conversation was going on, fiddled with her phone or iPod...or watched Sam from the corner of her eye. She couldn't exactly put her finger on it, but there was something very familiar about him, like she'd met him somewhere before. But if she had, she was sure she would have remembered him.

Now they were all settling into their rooms. As she expected, Chloe was wholly set on sharing a room with Dean instead of her. Hopefully there wouldn't be too much noise filtering in from the other side of the wall.

Lana set her bag on one of the beds and sat beside it, starting to pull off her shoes and make herself comfortable.

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[manorsuperman]

"Yeah, okay."

She was starting to relax a little. Sam was a nice guy, and at least she could take comfort in the fact that they were pretty much in the same boat with this whole thing. Not to mention good-looking and a little on the awkward side.

She came back with two bowls of soup, one egg drop and the other hot and sour.

[likely_evil]

"Couldn't choose?" Sam asked, making to stand up.

[manorsuperman]

She shook her head. "I never can." At least when it cam to the soup.

[likely_evil]

"Good thing it's a buffet then." He grinned, then got up to get his own plate. He returned two minutes later with a few dumplings and some sauce, as well as two eggrolls.

[manorsuperman]

She smiled at him as he sat down.

"So, how much exactly do you know about Smallville? I mean, you're a researcher, and I get the idea you enjoy it. You can't tell me you haven't read a few things."

[likely_evil]

Sam bit his lip a moment, tilting his head to look away as his dimples showed ins his smile. "Alright, maybe i did a bit of research. Saw some of the weird things that happened in your area..."

[manorsuperman]

God, he was so adorable, and she couldn't help but tease. "And yet you and your brother risked being attacked by a rouge metahuman, all for a couple of girls you don't know?"

[likely_evil]

Sam smirked and chuckled to himself. "We've dealt with worse."

[manorsuperman]

"Really?" She tilted her head. "Because I could tell you some pretty wild stories."

[likely_evil]

"Want to hear about scarecrow that almost ate my brother?" Sam gave her a you're not going to believe me smirk as he nibbled on a dumpling.

"Or maybe about the painting that had the ghost of a little girl trapped in it who was killing the people who bought it?"

[manorsuperman]

Scarecrow? Ghost? She believed him, alright. After all the things she'd seen, she believed a lot of things. "Are you sure you've never been to Smallville?"

[likely_evil]

"I've been all over the country, but never to Smallville."

[manorsuperman]

She nodded, though this was the thing she was finding hard to believe. "Well, I guess there's a lot more weird out there than I thought." She kept her eyes on him as she took a bite of soup. "And something tells me it doesn't stop there..."

[likely_evil]

"And something tells me I should stop before I say stories that make you rethink wanting to be around me," Sam gave her a smile.

[manorsuperman]

"I seriously doubt that, she said with a smile, "but I understand if you don't want to tell me." People kept secrets for a reason, after all, and Sam certainly had some. She had been around enough men with big secrets to tell.

[likely_evil]

"Let's just say I'm not your average normal guy," he popped a dumpling in his mouth, eating it and then swallowing.

"So, tell me something really random about yourself."

[manorsuperman]

She grin at that. Of course he wasn't. No man she met ever seemed to be your average normal guy.

She thought for a moment, taking that time to eat. Something random, huh? She'd already told him she used to be a cheerleader. What else could she say?

What came to mind made her giggle a little.

"Actually...my last year of high school, I dated a guy who looked a lot like Dean."

Not exactly the kind of thing you say on a first date, but then again, it wasn't like she expected this to go much of anywhere.

[likely_evil]

Sam stopped mid-chew. That was scary for two reasons. One, it could have been a shapeshifter wearing his brother's face again. And two - if it was a real guy, he might end up having a lot of enemies for wearing the face like that.

"Did he act like Dean too?"

[manorsuperman]

Random things are very dangerous.

She shook her head. "Nope, nothing like him."

[likely_evil]

"Well, that's good. Otherwise I would say that it was a sign of the Apocalypse or something... I don't think the world could handle two of Dean."

[manorsuperman]

"It wouldn't matter." A slight pause, then her voice was quieter. "While my parents died in Smallville's first meteor shower, Jason died in the second one." A weak grin. "I'd be careful around me. Get too close and you'll be hit by a meteor."

[likely_evil]

"My mom died in a fire in my nursery. Dad to save me and my brother. And my girlfriend Jess..." Sam sighed. "Let's say I'll take on the meteor if you're willing to take on a firey death."

He was trying to joke, but it wasn't really there.

[manorsuperman]

She looked across the table at him. She felt sympathy for him, sure, but it was more than that. Suddenly, she was questioning just how much this was just a chance meeting. It felt different now, like somehow they were meant to cross paths.

She reached across and put her hand over his. "Bring it on," she said softly.

[likely_evil]

Sam gave her a weak smile, looking at his food while biting his lip, then looked at their hands.

"I just don't want you getting hurt. Girls I tend to like end up getting in over their heads. I've learned to just keep my distance."

[manorsuperman]

He sounded like Clark. He sounded exactly like Clark.

"...believe it or not, I understand, from both sides. And I've had a guy tell me that before. I dated him off and on for...at least four years, maybe five. He was always so afraid something was going to happen to me, kept breaking up with me for reasons I didn't understand. But I understand now. If being around you is really that dangerous, fine." She squeezed his hand. "I'm not afraid."