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"Bloody obligate hemi-parasitic plants, yeah I'm talking you." Lois said looking up at the creature currently torturing Metropolis' favourite intrepid reporter. Mistletoe. The current, benign, bane of the islander's existence and of course she'd walked right into it's evil, lurking trap. It was like it knew that she'd been talking about it the day before, crowing about how so far she hadn't managed to get caught by it and right when she'd least expected it- BAM, there it was in all it's evil glory. Where was Smallville when she needed him? "Come on Clark, I haven't got all day."
Taking out her notebook, Lois began to scribble deciding to make the best out of a bad situation. Halfway through her questions, Lois didn't look up at the sound of shoes on floor but instead made a loud, rather annoyed and aggravated noise to warn them of her presence. Lois might be stuck here but she didn't want to be stuck with anyone else. Unless it was Clark which would be an entirely different and enjoyable matter.
"Ah, don't even think about it these lips? Are entirely spoken for and unless you're a plaid aficionado from Smallville then keep those lips to yourself buddy." Lois warned, not looking up as she held out a hand to shoo the person around her. There were very few people who knew how strong willed and bloody minded Lois could actually be sometimes and kissing random people beneath the mistletoe when she was kind of engaged was something she had decided to be stubborn about. Even if that meant waiting all day until Clark turned up. "I can wait all day if I have to."
Except she was getting cramp in her legs. And she'd already worked through most of her preliminary questions for one Mr Sleazy Bruce Wayne, for when she managed to track him down, and was running out of things to do. "You could help a girl out and pass her a chair though," Lois said impatiently. Just because she was stubborn, didn't mean she wouldn't accept a little bit of help.
(OOC: Tis the season for Mistletoe posts! Yay! ST/LT peachy keen. <3)
Taking out her notebook, Lois began to scribble deciding to make the best out of a bad situation. Halfway through her questions, Lois didn't look up at the sound of shoes on floor but instead made a loud, rather annoyed and aggravated noise to warn them of her presence. Lois might be stuck here but she didn't want to be stuck with anyone else. Unless it was Clark which would be an entirely different and enjoyable matter.
"Ah, don't even think about it these lips? Are entirely spoken for and unless you're a plaid aficionado from Smallville then keep those lips to yourself buddy." Lois warned, not looking up as she held out a hand to shoo the person around her. There were very few people who knew how strong willed and bloody minded Lois could actually be sometimes and kissing random people beneath the mistletoe when she was kind of engaged was something she had decided to be stubborn about. Even if that meant waiting all day until Clark turned up. "I can wait all day if I have to."
Except she was getting cramp in her legs. And she'd already worked through most of her preliminary questions for one Mr Sleazy Bruce Wayne, for when she managed to track him down, and was running out of things to do. "You could help a girl out and pass her a chair though," Lois said impatiently. Just because she was stubborn, didn't mean she wouldn't accept a little bit of help.
(OOC: Tis the season for Mistletoe posts! Yay! ST/LT peachy keen. <3)