Who: Peter Parker and Ginny Weasley
Where: Holodeck
When: Backdated to during the red alert
What: Stuck in the Holodeck when shit goes bad.
Rating: Low, probably? Maybe some light hearted swearing.
Status: Ongoing | Closed



Peter arrived at the holodeck upon Ginny's beckoning at a few minutes past the time he was supposed to be there, if only because he was Peter Parker and he seemed to always be running late. He rushed in through the door, obviously trying very hard to make sure he got there in time, and then let the door shut behind him as he looked into the large deck, gazing around it, and then looking around for Ginny.

"Sorry I'm late!" He shouted, "I'm just... I have no excuse, I'm just always late."

Peter's eyes scanned the room itself, as he moved to catch his breath, leaning back against the wall as he did so, "Did you manage to get the broom replicated?"

The young male was wearing his blue crew shirt, over a pair of jeans which he was certain wouldn't be standard issue, but whatever. It's what he had. He wondered if her intention was to change the room into just a Quidditch field, or what, and then suddenly he was super excited for the idea of being on a Quidditch field--pitch. Pitch, Parker. Pitch.