Jennifer sighs, shaking her head. "Great. So, that hospitalized cop gave me no leads, trying to investigate into it on my own got me no leads, and...I've pretty much gotten nowhere." She mutters, parking her car in her driveway. "So I've got absolutely no idea how to find this Mangler guy...
"Even if you did know something you wouldn't- Wow, you basically just stated that you refuse to someone who just wants to do one thing, help stop a criminal, which is something you police officers seem to constantly do an absolutely shit job at doing, even with criminals that aren't as elusive...
"Erm. I would have turned visible again by now if I knew how to. I'm not staying invisible by choice you know, since really there's no reason for me to. Once I turn invisible I just...kinda have to wait it out I guess. I mean, I ended up figuring out how to turn invisible kinda by accident, and...
"Tony Stark's not really a good example of a hero. Sure, he saves people, stops criminals, whatever, but at the same time he's selfish, narcissistic, and undeniably the bad guy at times. I know it's off topic, but, just saying. And, either way, I know it's dangerous, I just don't really care...
"Uh... Well then... No, no I'm not here for your card at all actually. Wait, card? What kind of card? A business card? Credit card? A strange black card with some picture of an ancient god or goddess that came in a weird silver box with a strange letter? Wait, why was I so specific about...
"...Oh...Well crap..." Jennifer mutters to herself. "What am I supposed to do if he's sleeping? I can't just wake the guy up... I'll just have to wait here until he wakes up." She mumbles, sitting against the wall. "Hmm...I ought to do something in case someone walks in here while I'm...
Jennifer finally made it to the third floor, after a rather long and exhausting trek up three flights of stairs. "There's no way...that I'm so out of shape...that I can't go up three flights of stairs without getting tired...Either way...not doing that again..." She mutters to herself. "Now...
She's still making her way up the stairs. I was just gonna have her barge into Jim's room and start rapid firing questions at him as soon as the others were no longer in his room. :smile11:
She didn't hear the conversations.
Jennifer had finally made it to the library. After just a few minutes she was already headed back out to her car, a pair of books in hand. After tossing the books into the backseat of her car, she decided to check her phone, see if she'd missed any texts, since she had put her phone on silent...
Jennifer had one set goal in mind. Drive to a local library and do a bit of research on foreign languages. It seemed like such a simple task, and yet, this was the literal tenth time she'd stopped somewhere because she got sidetracked. And so far none of these stops had been more than just a...