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West Attic: Friday early evening before Caroling

Lana opens the door and invites Beka in. "This is kind of the common room for our suite here and my bedroom opens off of it here."

She opens that door as well and goes in. She gestures to Beka to take a seat and sits herself down in the comfortable chair by the window.

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Taking the seat, Beka fiddles for a moment with the notepad, then asks, "Where do you see yourself in ten years?"

"Wow. That's a tough one. I don't really know. I guess the easy answer is that I'd like to have a career, something that makes me happy and let's me feel like I give back to the community, you know? I'm just not sure what that is yet. Luckily, I still have some time to decide." She smiles.

"And I'd like to have a family or to at least have found someone I'd like to start a family with."

Beka scrawled notes, then considered and asked, "Are you a cat or a dog person?"

"Cat, I guess," Lana said, thinking about it for a minute. "But really I'm mostly a horse person. I have my own back home and I've done show riding for as long as I can remember. It's one of the things I miss most being here."

Almost pouncing, Beka said, "You ride?" She grinned, "I guess that's what this interview is about--finding out what you don't know. So, what's your horse's name, or have there been several?"

"There have been a couple, but my current horse's name is Donatello. You can guess what I plan to do when I get home over Christmas break!" Lana looks a little wistful. "I wish there was somewhere I could keep him around here, but it's a pretty small island."

"Not enough room for riding," Beka guessed, not mentioning that she'd only seen horses in pictures or movies. "And unless we suddenly get pocket dimensions for storing things, no place to stable him, either. What made you get into riding?"

"It was my aunt's idea. She used to ride and she thought it would be a good thing to get me into. I still remember the first time I rode - well, I sat there and someone helped lead the horse around. It was just a magical feeling." Lana closed her eyes for a minute, remembering.

"I cried when I had to get down," she said with a laugh.

[OOC: Mun truly has no idea, so any Smallville trivia types, please excuse any liberties! ;) ]

More notes scrawled, Beka changed the subject slightly, "Do you have a large family?"

Lana takes a deep breath and looks away for a moment. "Actually, no. My parents were killed in a meteor shower when I was three."

She bites her lip a little. "My aunt, Nell, adopted me and it was just us till about a year ago when she re-married and move to Metropolis. I stayed with Chloe Sullivan and her dad for a while so that I could stay in Smallville. And when I decided to come here my aunt agreed to let Lex Luthor take over my guardianship. He has more resources to keep an eye on me down here."

Chastened, Beka nodded, "I see." There wasn't anything she could say to that, so she gave Lana a moment, then pressed on. "What's the one thing that you did as a child that you look back upon, and think you were ridiculous for doing?"

Lana smiles a little ruefully. "When I was really little I used to love to dress up as a fairy princess. I had a wand and everything. And for the longest time after my parents died I used to sneak out of bed at night and get my wand and stare out the window at the stars and try to use the wand to make them come back. Pretty silly, huh?"

"I..." Beka blew out a breath, "No, it's not silly. I used to check every coffee seller in every spaceport, all because Dad used to say she'd gone out for coffee..." She shook her head, "But we're not here about me. If you could tell your younger self something, what would it be?"

"Hmmm... I guess I'd tell her that things would get easier. To keep going and know that it was all going to be okay."

Beka nodded, and changed the subject, "So, you ride--you mentioned shows. Have you won awards?"

"Oh yeah. There's a whole wall of them in the stable where I keep Donatello. It's kind of embarrassing, but it means a lot to my aunt. I always kind of feel like I should apologize whenever someone new comes in and sees them." She laughs a little. "I'm proud of them, of course. I just don't know that I'd keep them all out like that if it was just up to me."

Beka grinned, "Yeah. Family." She made another note, then asked, "Which is your least favorite subject in school, and what's your favorite?"

"Well, here I'm down to two subjects, what with professors disappearing and all. But I'd have to say, my favorite was the Comparative Religions course with Professor Gandalf. Math, in general, is my toughest subject, but I'm not taking it here, so I guess I'd have to say Biology. I really like it, but it's a hard class."

"It's all quantum physics to me," Beka quipped. "If there was one thing in your dorm room that you could keep forever, what would it be?"

Lana laughed. "That's easy and I probably will keep it forever." She went over to the bookcase and pulled out an old book of fairy tales. She offered it to Beka. "From my mom."

Beka took the book with care and turned it over, idly flipping it open. She glanced at Lana, "What's your favorite?"

"Snow White," Lana answered. "She was beautiful and smart and kind. I used to pretend to be her sometimes too when I was little."

Trying to think of anything else to ask her, Beka set the book down on Lana's chair and quickly took a picture of it. "I'm going to need a picture, too, if that's all right." She cursed herself for not mentioning it sooner.

"Sure," Lana smiled.

"Thank you." Beka smiled and took a few careful photos of Lana. "I think that's all. And thank you so much for your time."

((That goes double for me! Thank you =) ))

"No problem," Lana said with a smile. "I was glad to help."

[OOC: No problem here either. It was fun!]

Beka grinned again, then headed off to writer up her article.

((*bounces off*))

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