Re: quicklog: jason t/gwen s
[She picked at the bacon after his question and subsequent guilt trip, because it seemed the lesser of all presented evils. She stared at her coffee cup, and then she stared at her toast, and then she nibbled at the bacon she didn't really want. She was usually strong in her convictions. Logic helped her make decisions (well, non-emergency ones). But she wasn't having any luck finding a clear winner in the bad-information to impart department. If she didn't tell him about Carnage, then she was putting him at risk while he was in the door. If she did tell him, he'd go looking for the symbiote, which was an equal risk.] I'm going to tell you something, but you have to give me your word you won't pursue it yourself. Your word, Jason.
[Fighting bad guys was conveniently timed, and she put down what remained of the corner of guilt-bacon, and she finished her coffee and slid the cup to the edge of the table, hoping to entice the waitress into bringing some more.] Hels and I were talking about starting a group of young people to help each other out in the crime fighting thing. I mentioned you might want to be a part of it.
[But Mary Jane, Mary Jane was always a touchy subject. Lately, she was just more of one. Gwen listened to what he had to say with only a tiny wince at his candid language.] This Mary Jane needs to be everyone's favorite. [She could tell that already, with limited exposure.] She's not very nice otherwise. Playing with people's feelings, that isn't nice.