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Tweak says, "the brat prince"

Miguel (miguel_ohara) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2018-05-21 12:48:00

Entry tags:

miguel o'hara, ~peter parker

Who: Spidermen (Peter and Miguel)
What: First meeting!
Where: Food Court
When: Lunchtime, May 21

Miguel had spent all of Sunday and all of Monday morning in the lab (except for his daily run with Roxy&co), working with Lyla on building the structure for his database. Not the most exciting part of his work, but beyond necessary to make sure things were a lot easier later on. So when Lyla forcibly closed down all their work and refused to let him do anything until he'd gone to the foodcourt and eaten something that wasn't coffee or a coffee-related product, he didn't argue all that much.

Once he'd gotten his lunch, he stopped trying to go through database constructs in his brain, and looked around for where he could sit. His usual spot, with a good view of the starscape beyond, was available, but there was a far better seat somewhere else. Miguel grinned as he spotted Peter Parker at a table on his own, although you couldn't really see the table because of all the random ...stuff that was covering it. Peter looked to be engrossed in examining the insides of something, so Miguel wasn't quiet, pushing a chair out of the way as he approached. Not that he could have sneaked up on Peter anyway.

"You mind if I sit here?" he asked, as he took a seat across from the other Spiderman.

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spooderboy
2018-06-07 04:19 pm UTC (link)

Peter clung onto the pillar, watching as Miguel copied his move and swung all the way up to the ceiling. He grinned and pulled his mask off, always preferring to have the thing off rather than on. The eyes were good at evading criminals, but this was just Cirque du Spiders, not his average Saturday night in Queens.

Miguel was doing the classic bit, the upside-down web-hold, and making it look effortless. The powers just made it that way, like they’d been doing aerial acrobatics for all their lives. The Spider shit had given Peter abs. Abs!

He looked around the Mall at Miguel’s question and felt a sadness spark up. He didn’t want to be rude, that’s not how he was raised, but it wasn’t New York. It wasn’t his friends and it wasn’t Aunt May and the corner deli and watching the sun set over the skyline.

“I like it,” he replied, pulling the mask back over his face. “Show me your best move.”

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miguel_ohara
2018-06-15 10:47 pm UTC (link)

"I can't show you my best move, there isn't anywhere near enough room in here, or height," Miguel admitted, jumping over onto the pillar below Peter and crawling back up so that they were at the same height again. "I can do this, though," he said, and somersaulted off the pillar over to the nearest balcony, before doing his own impression of a pinball and parkouring all over the place. He bounced from pillar to balcony and back again, spinning and backflipping and sometimes appearing to break a few laws of physics by moving as fast as he did. He landed on the ground floor at one point, before making his way back up in the same way as he'd got down. He had to admit, just messing about for the sake of it was pretty fun. He rarely got the chance to do anything like that.

Landing back on the pillar and making sure he was in as much shadow as possible, he looked over at Peter and took his own mask off. "Do you get much time to practice your moves?"

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spooderboy
2018-06-19 07:40 pm UTC (link)

Peter almost furrowed his brow when Miguel claimed that there wasn't enough room in the place to do his best trick. But then he saw the man doing Cirque du Soleil stuff from pillar to pillar almost too fast to comprehend and figured that maybe Miguel wasn't exaggerating after all. Peter had a lot to learn still, about his powers and what he could do if he trained and pushed himself to the limit. He had a long way to go to prove to Mr Stark that he was a true hero, that he could run with the Avengers.

Wait. He wasn't the same guy here. It was ridiculous trying to win the approval of a man who didn't know anything about you, didn't give much of a crap and thought you were just a wannabe. Probably.

"Not as much as I wanna. I got... homework. Or I did. I guess at least I get a lot of practice time here."

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miguel_ohara
2018-06-20 10:12 pm UTC (link)

Miguel nodded. "Yeah. I didn't have homework, but I had a job before coming here so I didn't get a lot of time to practice either," he admitted, then smiled.

"If you want to train or practice with me, all you have to do is send me a text or come round to the lab. Or if you want more homework, I can do that too," he said with a shrug before climbing up the pillar so that he was a bit closer to Peter. It was brighter, but his eyes were okay so he could cope.

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spooderboy
2018-06-21 07:41 pm UTC (link)

"Right, you're an adult, you have a job. Not homework. I knew that..." Peter said, scratching the back of his own head idly. He forgot how young he was against all these other superheroes and stuff. Nobody else had commitments. What the hell did Captain America do for money?

Training did sound good though, it'd keep his hands and mind busy for when another battle might come. You never knew. "That sounds awesome, you totally need to teach me that backflip somersault thing, man."

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miguel_ohara
2018-06-21 08:34 pm UTC (link)

"I can teach you, sure. Although I'm willing to bet you could do it already. The neural responses for everything we can do now, they're already in our brains. Like... look at these," Miguel said, and held a hand out for Peter to see. His talons stood out proud, each one an inch long and razor sharp. "These are what I climb with, but that's their natural state. I had to work hard to get them to stay flat when I'm not, uh... Spidering. My body could already do that, I just had to work out how to make it happen. Same with all the moves."

The talons folded down flat against Miguel's fingertips as he spoke, illustrating his point. Then he relaxed his control and gripped a hold of the pillar once more. "I think there's probably a load of things you could teach me, too. This wouldn't just be a one-way thing, Peter. You can do things I can't, your abilities are different than mine. We can learn from each other."

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