Who I Am Hates Who I've Been :: RP for likely_evil

[manorsuperman]

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.

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[manorsuperman]

She wanted to be clam and confident. She wanted to pretend like everything was just fine and be that easy-going, playful girl she used to be. Instead, she was nervous and paranoid that maybe he would get too close to her and end up like the people she used to work with. There was nothing wrong with having abilities like theirs, but it definitely complicated life at the very least. Then some of the mutations were more extreme, even dangerous.

[likely_evil]

If only she knew... better she didn't.

"So... you from around here?"

Yeah, smooth Sam. Real smooth.

[manorsuperman]

She shook her head, trying not to look the way she was feeling.

"Smallville, Kansas."

Hopefully he wouldn't know it.

[likely_evil]

"Never heard of it. I'm from Lawrence, though. Small towns always tend to fall under the radar."

[manorsuperman]

"Yeah. It's called Smallville for a reason..."

Funny they were from the same state, though. What were the odds.

[likely_evil]

They got to the coffee shop and he held open the door for her.

"So why aren't you there now?"

[manorsuperman]

She stopped short of the door and glanced up at him, misty-eyed.

"It's a long story."

As soon as the sentence left her mouth she looked down again and quickly went inside.

[likely_evil]

"I know the feeling," Sam said softly, following her in. He reached into his wallet and pulled out a card. "Feel free to get whatever you want. Like I said, it's on me."

[manorsuperman]

She placed her order, a cafe mocha, then chanced a glance in his direction. Now that she was really looking at his face...wow...

She was staring again, though this time, she was completely unaware of it.

[likely_evil]

Sam noticed the staring, and this time got what the staring was about and a hint of a blush came to his cheeks as he cleared his throat and placed his order; a Caramel Machiato.

[manorsuperman]

With the clearing of his throat, she realized what she was doing and blushed herself as she turned her head away again. She just stood there awkwardly, chewing on her lip again.

[likely_evil]

Their drinks came up and he handed the mocha to her. "You can hide yourself behind a cup easier, I find," he stated, a small smile on his lips.

[manorsuperman]

Her blush brightened as she took it, being careful to make sure she didn't touch his hand in the process. She smiled a little as she quickly walked away from him to find a place to sit. There was this giddy little feeling collecting just below her ribs that she was trying to push away, rather unsuccessfully.

[likely_evil]

Sam smiled a bit, following her and putting his bag down next to a chair before sitting across from her.

"So..."

[manorsuperman]

"So..."

Yeah, she doesn't know what to say either.

[likely_evil]

Sam bit his lip, looking at his coffee a moment, then started to laugh. "Yeah, this isn't awkward at all."

[manorsuperman]

She smiled down into her own coffee. "It's like high school all over again."

[likely_evil]

"Only in high school, I probably wouldn't have looked up from my book. I was a nerd back then."

Still was now, but that's besides the point.

[manorsuperman]

"So you were more interested in the book, or you were just shy?"

[likely_evil]

"A bit of both, though my brother would tell you it was the book."

[manorsuperman]

She shook her head a little. "Siblings."

[likely_evil]

"Yeah. He's a jerk but he's family. Gotta love him."

[manorsuperman]

"Yeah..." Family. She should call Chloe more often. Maybe then she wouldn't be doing this right now, putting the beautiful, normal man in front of her in danger just because she needed someone.

[likely_evil]

He looked at her a moment, then leaned back in his chair. "Sounds like you miss yours."

[manorsuperman]

She nodded. "I don't see them very often."