Lana Lang (
manorsuperman) wrote2009-07-02 11:35 pm
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Who I Am Hates Who I've Been :: RP for
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The library was really the only place Lana felt comfortable staying for more than a few minutes. She could only stand to be in isolation for so long, but there was no way she was going to risk mutating anyone any more than she had to. It was perfect: one of the more quiet places in New York, not too crowded, and the desk where she was seated was surrounded at nearly every side with books. She'd always enjoyed reading and just the smell of the room was comforting.
Comfort was what she needed now. Stealing Lex's power suit had to be the stupidest thing she'd ever done in her life. She should have known it was all too easy. He let all that information leak on purpose, put it just far enough out of reach that she wouldn't think twice. He knew exactly what she'd do with that information, how worthless she'd felt standing next to the tower of morality that was Clark Kent. She'd wanted to change all that, to find some way to match that, and she thought she'd found the way to do it, but Lex just used it all to his advantage. Two birds with one stone; a way to bring them back together only to rip them apart.
She could blame Lex all she wanted, but she knew the truth. The choices were hers and she made all the wrong ones. Maybe Lex was right about her. Maybe she really was just like him.
Comfort was what she needed now. Stealing Lex's power suit had to be the stupidest thing she'd ever done in her life. She should have known it was all too easy. He let all that information leak on purpose, put it just far enough out of reach that she wouldn't think twice. He knew exactly what she'd do with that information, how worthless she'd felt standing next to the tower of morality that was Clark Kent. She'd wanted to change all that, to find some way to match that, and she thought she'd found the way to do it, but Lex just used it all to his advantage. Two birds with one stone; a way to bring them back together only to rip them apart.
She could blame Lex all she wanted, but she knew the truth. The choices were hers and she made all the wrong ones. Maybe Lex was right about her. Maybe she really was just like him.
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She was starting to get uncomfortable. It was one thing when she was just watching. It was another now that they were talking. Talking meant he might move closer, and she didn't want that.
Well...not...really?
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"Nice meeting you," he said as he started to leave.
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She shot up out of her chair. "No!"
Okay, maybe that was a little loud for a library.
She was blushing again. "Um...no...coffee would be great."
As long as there wasn't any physical contact, it would be okay. Right?
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"Ok, then. Let's go. I think there's one across the street."
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She was beautiful... small and delicate and he could see her in another time being someone he would really enjoy getting to know. But right now he couldn't afford letting anyone that close.
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"So... you from around here?"
Yeah, smooth Sam. Real smooth.
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"Smallville, Kansas."
Hopefully he wouldn't know it.
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Funny they were from the same state, though. What were the odds.
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"So why aren't you there now?"
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"It's a long story."
As soon as the sentence left her mouth she looked down again and quickly went inside.
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She was staring again, though this time, she was completely unaware of it.
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"So..."
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Yeah, she doesn't know what to say either.
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