mk robinson wants to be a star. (hitjackpot) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2012-05-22 22:29:00 |
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Mary Jane searched for Damian for some time after he disappeared, but he was like a puff of smoke, there one moment and gone the next. Lost in the haze of screams and crying and people who wanted to delve into the end of the world. She soon realized it was a lost cause, really, and decided to make the best of it until Peter reached out to her. She wanted to contact him, she did, but the muted news reports on the televisions she passed showed footage of Spider-Man swinging through the Vegas lights. Okay, he was busy. So, she decided to hell with it, and she took a few drinks and talked to a few people before she grew bored. MJ was a friendly girl, affectionate, but she didn't know anyone there at all and craved a quiet escape with the boy she loved. The casino was spilling over with people looking to escape the end of days, and she was beginning to feel a little claustrophobic just as Peter rang her cellphone. Drinks made her head buzz, and it all kind of seemed like a blur after that. One moment she was asking Peter to meet her after she was finished saving the world, and then a body slammed to the floor, and then she was backing away, looking for help. But she didn't notice the others closing in, not until it was too late. She didn't notice others going to help the man in the red, either. She just kept backing up slowly away from the hotel and towards the Strip, right into the path of a group of enormously gross blue guys. Crowds were already moving away from them, even as the monsters struck and swung. The phone was still pressed to her ear, and she screamed into the receiver before dropping it in the scramble to get away. The alcohol wasn't letting her get away so easily, stumbling a little as one of the guys began to close in on her, even as she ran away from the hotel. Behind her, fallen victims began to twitch and morph. |