WHO: Jenna and Izzy Solo WHAT:StalkingTracking Innocently looking for Superman WHEN: A few hours after he shows up in Lawrence WHERE: Starting at the Internet Cafe and heading wherever the Force shall lead them STATUS: In Progress WARNINGS: These girls are surprisingly dirty-minded so...take that as you will.
Okay, so...it was a little gross, when Izzy thought about it. But, only a little. It wasn't like Clark Kent was actually related to her and she couldn't help that her sister married his clone or brother or whatever Kon was, in reality, to Clark. She was still allowed to think he was cute, right? And then she and Jenna had gotten into it and, well...
Izzy picked a table as close to the door as possible, sipping innocently on a raspberry lemonade as she waited for Jenna to meet her. It was harmless fun, really, that was all. Maybe they would find Superman; maybe they wouldn't. And, if they did, that'd probably be the end of it, regardless of the texts they'd sent one another. Well, for Izzy anyway. Jenna was probably serious about calling dibs on the big guns. She didn't exactly want her first "lightsaber" to be Clark Kent's, anyway, but the idea was kind of funny when she thought about it. Well, the part where Jenna had wondered if there was any truth to the Man of Steel stigma, anyway.
"Come on, Jenna, you're killing me," she muttered, checking the clock on her phone. While she waited, she decided she probably should start things off with clearing her head and focusing on Clark's presence in the Force. It was hard enough to notice the first time and he'd appeared in it. It would be more difficult, probably, since it was pretty stagnant.