Cassie Lang (staturesque) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2012-10-31 22:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !complete, z: om1: character: cassie lang, z: om1: location: new york, z: om1: past character: peter parker |
Get those catacombs open I'm hoping you'll join us-
Characters: Cassie and Peter
Setting: The streets of NYC on Halloween Night
Content: Violence if Frank's involved, who knows what else
Summary: This night is an opportunity that Cassie isn't going to waste
All it took was her mask over her eyes and suddenly it was Stature staring out of Cassie Lang's bedroom mirror, frowning and a determined. Sure, Cassie was a college freshman and this was Halloween night which meant there were all kinds of parties she could have been at full of underage strangers with a keg or booze on a boat full of people she knew or scary movie marathons on t.v. to watch. Sure, she was young and this was Halloween (her favorite holiday as a kid) and she could have been having a "real life." Except that she was Cassie Lang and this was real life. Putting on her suit and mask and being a superhero, no matter what the law or S.H.I.E.L.D. tried to say.
This was the life she'd chosen and it would be ridiculous to waste an opportunity like Halloween night. Who would question a kid wearing a mask? 'Oh no, sir, I'm just headed to a party was the perfect excuse. This was a night for costumes, after all, and the best cover a costumed vigilante could have. Cassie- no, Stature was going to use that cover to make the most of the night and take out as many regular thugs and superhuman assholes as she could without getting caught. That part was more important than ever.
Kate was off at her sister's thing or something tonight so Cassie was on her own. Well, mostly. There was another stop to make before she went out, namely Peter's She hadn't asked if he wanted to go out and hero but she couldn't think of when he'd ever really said no. He was Spider-Man, after all. He loved this stuff as much as she did. Cassie locked up then went down to the street to catch a cab and it was nice that she could be in her costume without getting weird looks (though, honestly, cabbies probably saw stranger stuff every day). At Peter’s dorm she scaled a drain pipe up to his window which was, thankfully, open a few inches. Hopefully his roommate wasn’t there. Stature shrank down on the outside ledge and then climbed through, growing to her regular size with a grin. “Trick or treat.”