Ben Urich (thebesthack) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2012-01-22 13:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !complete, z: om1: affiliation: the daily bugle, z: om1: location: new york, z: om1: past character: ben urich, z: om1: past character: peter parker |
I believe in equality for everyone-
Characters: Ben and Peter
Setting: Daily Bugle Offices, maybe somewhere for lunch if we wanna bro out or whatever
Content: Nothing questionable
Summary: Urich is short a photographer and Peter just happens to be one
Jameson was shouting again (but then, when wasn't Jameson shouting) and the small Sunday crew in the office all paused at their desks to listen. Urich glanced up from his computer with furrowed brows and stared at the door of the publisher's office as it flew open and one of the photographers, Mike Mayhew, came out. He looked like he was crying. Urich exchanged a look with Jameson's personal assistant. Everyone pretty much knew what this meant.
"-Now get the hell out!" Jameson ended what had probably been a doozy of a rant. Ben sighed and shook his head. Mayhew had been one of the photographers he used the most often, in fact they were supposed to go and cover some rally in Central Park tomorrow. Well, now Mayhew was out of the picture. Ben got up out of his chair and went to the board where they kept everyone's assignments posted and it looked like the Bugle's regular photographers were all busy tomorrow. He could always go with one of the freelancers but he didn't exactly get along with Grant. There was Parker, though. The kid probably had school or something but the rally wasn't until the afternoon.
Ben looked around the room at the other staff, who he hadn't actually paid much attention to when he'd rushed in this morning to put the finishing touches on a story for tomorrow's issue. A glance at the freelancers desk showed him that not only was it occupied but by just the guy he was looking for. Clearly, meant to be. Ben whistled to get Peter's attention and waved him over.
"Parker, got a sec?" he asked. Rhetorical question. Freelancers always had a second, and a minute, and an hour because they always needed the extra money. Urich hadn't worked with Parker often, but he'd heard good things from the reporters who had. He'd do for the rally, at the very least.