Lana Lewis (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Extra-Curricular/JLH1.png) had finally made it home, far later in the afternoon then she liked. But it was of her own choice. Ever since she had resolved to take up the somewhat disturbing choice of becoming a costumed vigilante named Buster (http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2010/256/b/7/i__ll_kick_your_ass____by_crimsonsea-d2ymwzj.jpg). Originally she chose the name because she thought it made her sound intimidating and like she was ready to brawl, plus it was the nickname of one of the most famous successful underdogs in heavyweight boxing history. But the superhero oriented news rags immediately alluded to the fact her name was Buster because of her healthy bust she had while wearing such a low cut uniform.<br/><br/>Soon as that hit the headlines, she went from a lowcut top to a turtleneck.<br/><br/>Apparently that just accentuated the shape of her breasts.<br/><br/>Regardless of what the public thought the origin of her name was, she realized she just couldn't win and would instead have to earn her rep by simply being better and tougher or she'll never shed the wrong 'Buster' impression. But before she could define her budding vigilante career, Lana had final exams to study for. Superheroics was the last thing on her mind and to be honest, she looked far more the part of geeky student then superhero at the moment, totally rocking her black rimmed eyeglasses and a flannel shirt and jeans that screamed science nerd, or more appropriate for her, gearhead. She was more comfortable in a workshop then a lab, unlike her equally heroic (and in school, far more popular) roommate. Heading into her nice, almost suite like apartment, she tossed her books onto the counter beside a toughbook and scanned the room for her roomie, who should've been home by now.<br/><br/>Likely she was studying too. Finals after all, came at the same time for everyone.<br/><br/>But unlike herself, her roommate didn't dedicate at least three hours a day to the gym or dojo, honing her physical and martial skills. For Lana, it gobbled up a lot of her day to the point that while studying might not be mentally relaxing, it would be physically and emotionally relaxing. Figuring her roommate was hanging out in her own bedroom, Lana snatched up the top most textbook and her laptop and plopped down onto the sofa. "I'm home Alexis!" she then shouted aloud, letting her roomy know, before cracking open her computer and opening up the book beside her.<br/><br/>Just as the operating system finished loading, she could hear inappropriate sounds emanating from one of the neighboring rooms.<br/><br/>She recognized the sounds immediately, but it took her a few moments to realize she was actually hearing what sounded like a pornographic film or show blaring in one of the adjacent rooms and an annoyed look crossing her face.<br/><br/>That was the other thing. Not only was the sound of a porno on full blast annoying her, it was kind of her problem to deal with. Well her roommate and her problem. Alexis' family owned the building and in exchange for free rent on this amazing corner apartment, they were kind of assistant landladies. Not only would the loud TV interrupt their studies, they would have to be the ones to deal with the TV.<br/><br/>Things were never easy, she realized with a sigh as she slid the computer off her lap and shouted to Alexis. "Do you hear that?" she asked with a bit of an angry tinge accenting her voice.<br/><br/>If only she could deal with tenants as rough as she dealt with criminals in her Buster guise.<br/><br/>If only...