Larie calmly strolled inside the library not too long after she did, his hands in his pockets and an impish smile on his face as he randomly found a shelf where he could simply pull a few books off and see the front desk from a spot at a nearby table, he plopped the books down beside him and pulled a notebook and pen out of his bookbag before carefully pulling out a laptop.
In his experience, when deciding to lay low some where for whatever reason, it was best to blend in with the crowd.
Gotta be at a coffee shop to hear the location of some fucker trying to take over your dad's turf? Grab a laptop, headphones, slap on a beanie and fake glasses and order coffee every once in a while at a corner table facing away from the window. BAM! Classic stranger typing a screen play at a coffee shop who ends up spending most of their time on youtube or Netflix.
Gotta search a club with some guys to find one sneaky little snitch to take out? Dress up like you're going clubbing with your bros, hit on some girls, drink something to get your breath to smell like booze and BAM! Classic random party dude.
Wanna follow some cute librarian who becomes a super sexy heroine at night and tried to bust your dad's party and get her number among other things? Grab a laptop, a notebook, a pen and slap some books on your table and leave one open near you. BAM! College student working on a paper.
It probably helped that he was actually doing a little 'homework' while he was here…
He made sure that his laptop would not be visible if anyone came down this way, that there was no window anyone could peek at what he was doing. He then opened it up to a government restricted website. How he'd managed to get access to it, he'd never tell, but once Jay got the names of the people living in that apartment complex, it wasn't hard to check all the names by putting them into the site to find ones that were on the Government's Meta-Human list.
Only three women popped up. Each of them listed with the same powers as the masked women who sang at their Dad's party.
He chuckled as he began scrolling through the page for 'Anna Marie Nolland', those stupid government fucks put EVERYTHING here! Her mutation, her IQ number, her birthday, her height, her weight, her address, her phone number, her work place, her medical information, names of her family members and their locations...
They made this all too easy for them!
He eagerly dove into the information, he'd only managed to confirm her powers and her address and see that she worked at the local library before he decided to see if he could check out a sexy librarian while doing his homework.
But really, even if the mystery babe from last night hadn't been here today, it was better here than dealing current bimbo who was trying to reel in the town's biggest crime boss and would spend her time walking around and whining every five seconds about where his dad was and what she wanted to do with him.
UGH! Seriously! None of the women who came here to meet his dad (except for Jay's Mom as far as he could remember, his own mother was a bit of a blur and Tee's had apparently left when they were still wearing diapers) had any kind of class, sense or brains whatsoever. Half the time when he needed to talk to him, there was some half dressed dame shoving herself at him and would start swearing at him for 'interrupting'. Which was nothing he ever needed to see or know about and he often threatened them to get the fuck out of there before glaring darkly at his dad and flinging the info he wanted at his fat, fucking head before leaving to get drunk and hope he killed the brain cell that stored the newest disgusting image in his head.
But the one he met last night? The one he followed in here?
She was different.
Even when she had been singing the last part of that song with the other two, she had kept a reasonable distance from him, only touching the bottom of his chin with her finger (with him practically melting into a puddle at her touch). And when he went to her? She was nervous, blushing, bashful and stammering when he twirled a lock of her long, silky black hair around his finger and asked what was under her costume and if he could have a look. She said no, sadly, but she was always polite to him, despite her discomfort.
Example:
"Please, sir…"
"Wyvern."
"Wh-Wyvern. Please, um, y-you're invading my p-personal space a-and I'd very m-much appreciate it if you'd… um… stop? Please?"
He bit his lip and leaned his head back with a frustrated huff, why did she have to be so fucking cute?! And she was somehow cute, bashful and sexy when biting her lip on the bus! With that little bit of her lip coming out from the gap in her teeth? Just… URGH!
He quickly wrote down the address for the hospital she worked at and the school she went to into his notebook… for later… Before deciding to get a better look at her 'mutation'.
According to the government, her hair is practically impossible to cut through and can be used almost like a bullet deflecting cloak. There were notes that her hair's ability to withstand fire or acid was unknown, but a part of him wondered why the fuck they'd want to cut it at all.
Hair that can shatter blades? Hair that bullets bounce off of? His jobs would be so much easier if all he had to do was grow his hair out to keep from getting stabbed or shot at! Not that he didn't like his own power, which was being a human flame thrower, but still, fire didn't stop bullets and blades. Also, he liked girls with long hair. One of his favorite fantasies was having some babe covered in nothing but her own hair and beckoning him close with a finger and smile.
He shook his head, he could enjoy that kind of fantasy later. Right now he needed to focus! He glanced at a note on the page, referring to her high IQ and how she was an avid inventor, there was a link to a folder full of her work that he happily clicked on and smiled broadly when images of amazing contraptions she'd made out of garbage as a child loaded up onto the laptop.
Sexy Dr. Librarian was just as skilled with her hands as she was smart and beautiful, lucky him.
He was about to go back into her file when he heard a steady squeaking sound coming from around the shelf…
And it seemed to be coming closer.
Crap!
He quickly closed his laptop and turned the notebook over to reveal a fresh page and picked his pen back up again before pushing the book up so it was standing up and blocking his face a bit and sliding his finger against a random line of text, not really reading it as he looked at the opening to his little spot via his peripheral vision.
Watching as Anna Marie Nolland dragged a wheeled stepladder and a cart filled with books into his aisle, panting a bit and murmuring to herself, 'curse my lack of physical strength…'
He watched fervently as she finally pulled both into the aisle and stopped for a moment to huff and puff before turning to the shelf by him and stopping when she noticed him.
"Um, m-my apologies for the disturbance." She said, looking both nervous and truly sorry for the noise the old cart made. He smiled behind his book and waved it off, watching her out of the corners of his eye as she moved the stepladder to the right spot, picked up a few books from the cart and began climbing the steps. The gears in his head spinning as he watched her climb to the right shelf and begin putting the books back in their assigned spaces, he moved his head out of the book and checked around to see if anyone else was around before smiling broadly.
He slipped out of his seat, closing the book with one hand and holding it as he glanced around, happy to see the cost was clear before hopping up the steps behind her.
It took less than a second for him to reach her, something she seemed to realize a bit too late as she turned to see his face breaths away from hers.
"Hi." He purred as she pressed herself gently against the bookshelf, probably not to knock anything over on either side of the shelf, and stammered back, "P-pa-patrons a-aren't all-allowed on th-these st-stepladders."
"Sorry." He said, not actually meaning it as he held up the book, "But I was wondering where I could go to put this back."
She seemed to relax a bit and gave him a small, sexy gap toothed smile, "Oh! Well, while I appreciate your desire to put that away yourself, you can put that book on the cart down there and I'll…" she froze and her face suddenly turned bright pink as she seemed to look at it, he glanced at the cover of it through his peripherals and read the words 'Karma Sutra' on it.
He glanced from the book to her and back, his smile widening.
"Yeah," he said, his tone light, "I figured it would be a bit awkward to have a girl put it back." He fibbed easily.
"A-ah… I see." She said, her face turning from pink to red as she carefully took the tome from him, her body shaking a bit, "Well, I-I can understand that. But it's st-still my ja-ja-job."
Hot damn, she somehow made even stuttering sexy as all hell!
"'Preciate it." He held out his hand, "Name's Larie." She blinked and seemed to quickly regain her composure.
"Oh, well, it's nice to meet you, Larie." She said, a hint of her earlier nervousness still there, but she managed to keep her tone mostly friendly and polite, her face fading back to it's normal color as she took his hand in a surprisingly firm grip and gave it a shake, "My name is Anna Marie, but you can call me Ann, if you'd like." She said, giving him a sweet smile that made him wonder how likely he'd be to get away with kidnapping her and dragging her back to his place without getting caught.
Not very, but the temptation was still making his pants feel a bit too tight for this little rendezvous. Best make his intentions clear quick before he did something in public that could get him arrested. That was all the cops would need to give him a hard time.
He pulled on her arm and pulled her close enough for him to give her a tasty smooch on the lips, happily sticking his tongue in her mouth to explore for a moment while she struggled to push him away, not realizing that he slipped another tracking device in her skirt pocket, allowing himself a light squeeze of her rear that made her yelp against his lips. When he finally did pull away, her expression was one of embarrassment and shock, her plump lips parted enough for him to see the cute little gap in her teeth as she panted.
He licked his lips, savoring the taste while he gave her a smile, "See ya around, Muffin." He murmured into her ear before quietly walking down the steps, packed his things away into his bag and loaded the other books he had snatched from the shelves onto the cart before walking away with a whistle and one last look at her trembling form. Before walking away, a blue haired girl passing him as he rounded the corner and crying out, "Brainy-Double-N-An-Girl! What is wrong? Have you fallen ill? Your face is redder than the growth on Nano's back!"
Larie stopped and made a face at the last statement before walking out the door and pulling out his phone, the GPS app showing that 'Sexy ' was still in the building.
"Sooner than you think." He chuckled before stuffing his phone back into his pocket and walking towards one of their gang's hideouts for him to finish up his homework without being distracted by long black hair, a sweet smile and a nice ass.
