A Bit of Research

Who: Buttahfly and Grover
When: afternoon
Where: library

Buttah was restless. She'd been hanging around inside for the past couple of days, feeling unwell. Not as sick as everybody else she heard about, but still not up to par. And even though she hadn't watched The Young and the Restless in a really long time ... one could only take so much. She'd had a lot of time to think, though, about what she was doing in BFE America. Why she'd been drawn to Marquette, of all places. There was something to this town, she was beginning to suspect. Something ... Else. And she now realized that it was important to try and figure out what. She didn't think she was the only one, and if there was something weird in Marquette, it would show up somewhere.

Namely, the town's history.

She'd gone to the library, staunchly ignoring the odd looks she got walking in. So she didn't look like she belonged in a library, so what? The brief annoyance had passed quickly enough as she meandered among the stacks, collecting books into her arms. She stood toward the back in the section dedicated to local history, idly toying with one huge hoop earring as she considered what else to pluck off the shelf.

School still hadn't started. Life was... he didn't want to say boring, but really? It kinda was. Despite his little encounter with Jezebelle in the park the other night, Grover was actually yearning for something to do. Education wasn't exactly his forte, but at least it was something, right?

The teenager sighed in his curled up position at the back of the library, a brightly colored comic book resting in his lap. The facts were that school was going to suck, there was no doubt about it. But he was bored with all of this. Just... really bored. That would probably explain the library. There was no way he was going to sit anywhere near the computers or the popular book sections, mostly because there was just more people. Grover wasn't a fan of people, and therefore found himself near the history section. Hah! No one would find him back there.

Bu hadn't been paying much attention to her surroundings outside of the books. Libraries were ... well ... libraries. Boring and near-silent and very uneventful. At least out of the realm of text. So she didn't notice the young man sitting with his back against the wall until she was very close to tripping over him. She looked down and started a little, not having expected a teen at her feet. She noted the comic book and a faint little smirk crossed her face. "Learnin' the rich history of radioactive spiders?" she drawled, sounding amused.

Grover barely looked up, and the only reason he had at all was because someone was close to invading his personal space. What he hadn't expected was someone like Buttah, and the teen's eyes made contact for longer than probably would've been considered his normal record. His face, however, didn't really flinch at the joke. "I guess." he said simply.

She was a girl -- woman now, really -- who was very used to being looked at, so it didn't bother Buttah one bit. It was funny to her how it was always the younger white males who stared the most. Not that he was staring, but she knew she had a presence all her own. Especially here. "You hidin' out, sugar?" she asked, giving him a coy little smile. "'Cause it kinda looks like the minin' history of Marquette and th' surroundin' areas --" she said, glancing at a nearby title, "-- would bore the hell outta you."

He didn't like what that coy little smile and the name "sugar" did to him, and therefore stared back down at the comic book. Grover was definitely still listening to her, though. Of course those books would bore him, no doubt about it. This just happened to be one of the more comfortable secluded spots in the building. But he didn't say that out loud. "I'm just reading." he replied, vaguely gesturing to the comic's pages.

"Uhhhhh huh, just readin'," she repeated in an I-don't-believe-you voice, though there was enough friendliness mixed in there to indicate she really wasn't too serious. It occurred to her that maybe she should leave him alone, since he did appear just to be sitting and reading, but ... well, she didn't. She tilted her head kind of sideways and peered down at his comic. "Which one y'got there anyway?"

Grover held it out for her to see, the new Justice League for that week. Pretty standard stuff, speaking most of what he did read was simple like that. "A fan?" he asked, curious. Or... more to get her to keep moving on. What girl wanted to stand around and talk about superheroes in the library with a teenage kid? Certainly not one that looked like that.

Buttah eyed it with a critical gaze. She'd grown up with more cousins than she could shake a stick at, a good chunk of them boys. "Nuh uh, I'm more of an X-Men girl," she answered with a little smirk. She didn't seem keen on moving on anytime soon. Maybe she needed something to distract her from dry history too. "When I was twelve? I sure had a thing for Gambit, whooo-boy. Mmm-mmm." Bu gave him a grin.

He almost wanted to grin right back and agree - Gambit rocked pretty hard. But it wasn't his style. "I might have liked Cyclops just a tad more." he argued. "He was all muscular n' stuff and had laser beam eyes." Maybe this wasn't so bad? They were just talking comic books, really. If he was going to socialize, at least it wasn't about something that would ultimately annoy him. Like math. Or just school in general.