I Moderate (i_moderate) wrote in we_archive, @ 2006-05-17 12:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | felicia hardy, peter parker |
i_thwip bump to the head.
Lois Lane had been on to something. Sadly, the Mayor’s face was entirely too clean lately. Spidey had a feeling he was using wet-naps.
There was also plenty of crime in the city. Muggings, car-jackings and the like which was good fodder for the spider. Each predator webbed and interrogated about their knowledge as who ran the streets in The City. Every city, from Spidey’s experience, had their own Hallmark Kingpin. One name bankrolled a lot of the drugs that these idiots were on. One name bought a lot of the obscure loot. One weird name.
Olvikan.
Parker was getting rolls of film for Lane. Of course, he had been far too busy to let her in on the fact he even knew Spidey or to even ask if she had heard of Spidey. It didn’t matter. Spidey mania comes a’knocking.
Another two-bit crook hung underneath a lamppost all webbed up. Same name, different sob story. Spidey leapt to a rooftop and snag his camera. It had been nestled between two gargoyles.
[ BLACK CAT ]
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/17/2006 16:28:04
It was once more time for Felicia to get out of the house, and stop being bored. All nice and tucked into her suit, she'd been soaring around The City, herself. She'd been wondering about the local kingpin, herself. She needed something to do at night, that didn't involve bad night clubs and overly alcoholed drinks.
When she caught sight of the webbed baddie, she couldn't help but grin to herself. Well, wasn't this a surprise? She had no clue the spider boy was around, though, she didn't jump to any conclusions, granted that there were plenty of people in this city she'd never even heard of. It could have been anyone. Even a giant spider saving a meal for later. But she wanted to check.
Shooting her grapple to the next building, she swung and let her feet hit the wall before pulling herself up and over. Adjusting herself, she glanced around until she saw a flick of red. Coming around, quietly of course, not that it would really matter, she got a closer look and shook her head.
"Well well," she said, finally. "A surprise at every turn." Hey there.
From: i_thwip Date: 05/18/2006 10:21:16
There hadn’t been any spider-sense because the hexy blonde was always prone of keeping under the radar. So when Spidey heard the voice? His head played pong between the two stone wombats as he was reaching for his camera.
Rubbing the back of his head, he turned to witness cleavage.
“I’M FRESH”, shoulders shrugged and hands went palm up, “OUT OF ONES, SORRY.”
When it came to Black Cat and Spidey, it might as well as have involved night clubs and alcohol. His head tilted as his body crunched in his classic spider pose.
“HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE?”
There was as much concern as there was curiosity in his voice. This wasn't New York.
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/18/2006 11:13:28
"You've been busy, tonight," he observed, nodding to the webbed guy on the light post, ignoring his quip. "I finally catch up to you, and you're snapping pictures." Her hands settled onto her hips as she tapped a foot. "Some things never change, Spider."
Shifting in her stance some, she looked up as she thought about his question, as if the answer were up in the stars. "Oh, about a month and a half, maybe?" And then she shrugged. "Long enough to get used to the place as much as anyone can. And be bored."
From: i_thwip Date: 05/18/2006 11:24:09
Eyebrows felt like weights as they went up and down causing the whites of the mask to become big eye – little eye. Bored was never good with a feisty cat. He crossed his arms because it made him look serious. Look, serious superhero here. No funny business.
“SAW A GUY IN A YELLOW PONCHO. KNEW SOME SEVERE SHIT WAS GOIN’ DOWN TONIGHT.”
He popped his knuckles. Skeleton hands resting on his bowed knees.
“YOU KNOW ME AND MY CAMERA.”
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/18/2006 11:38:36
She had to fight to keep herself from laughing at his 'serious superhero' pose, though, he had managed to pique her interest. Felicia had done pretty much zero homework on the local crime scene. Call it being lazy, if you want.
Clearing her throat and keeping it to a smirk, she crossed her own arms. "A guy in a yellow poncho, huh?" She nodded. "That does sound serious." Only, she's being an ass.
From: i_thwip Date: 05/18/2006 11:49:12
The Black Cat was well-known for her ass. In fact, on the hero-circuit her ass was more popular and more talked about than anything she ever did. Be it criminal or semi-heroic. Yes, it did not surprise him that she didn’t truly grasp how a man in a poncho could be a sigil for criminal activity. He didn’t grasp it.
“IT’S THE BEE THEORY. RATHER SOPHISTICATED. REED RICHARDS TAUGHT ME IT.”
Shoulders did a little dance with that. In a ha ha sort of manner. The mask really limited the show-off gestures.
“WHAT COLOR ARE BEES? YELLOW. THERE AREN’T KILLER FLIES ARE THERE? Nooo. THEY’RE KILLER BEES. FIND A MAN ON THE STREET IN A YELLOW PONCHO AT NIGHT? SOME SHIT. IS GOIN’. DOWN, MISSY.”
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/18/2006 12:22:02
As much as she was know for her ass, she knew he was a smart ass. But she enjoyed his smart assery, so she let it slide. Rolling her eyes, she shifted again, hands back on her hips.
"So. You're suggesting he was meant to stick out, then. Right?" Walking over, Felicia leaned on one of the two gargoyles to get a better look. "Like, a contact, or something."
Glancing back to Spidey, she raised a brow, and maybe smirked a bit. "You just got here, and you're already on top of the crime fighting?" She wanted to tell him to get a better hobby.
From: i_thwip Date: 05/18/2006 12:29:16
There hadn’t been much here that reminded him of home. Sure, there were the buildings. There was Aunt May. There was the fresh job of playing Lane’s photo side-kick. That wasn’t who he was. That wasn’t home.
It was nice having her here.
“I WOULDN’T SAY I’M DOING ANYTHING IMPORANT. EVERYWHERE HAS PETTY CRIME. EVERYTHING I’VE DONE TONIGHT I COULD HAVE DONE IN ANY CITY BACK HOME ON A GOOD WEEKEND. PROVIDED THE COPS WERE ASLEEP. THERE’S A MAD-MAN RUNNING AROUND WHO LIKES TO BEAT WOMEN’S HEADS IN.”
Aw. He was concerned for her.
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/18/2006 13:15:35
Aww, that was sweet! Too bad she's stubborn and always intent on taking care of herself. At least if she ever found something worth while, he'd have someone to chase around.
"Sounds painful." She said, still looking around down below. "I'm sure he's not too picky about how he bonks on the head, Spider boy. When a nut job feels like taking someone out, they're most likely going to."
ooc: -beats gj to a pulp-
From: i_thwip Date: 05/18/2006 13:24:43
Spidey scratched his elbow and stood. Back bent a tad as he stretched. Hands clasping behind him.
“YEAH BUT I HAD TO KNOW IF THEY HAD THE RIGHT BONKER. RIGHT NOW, THEY HAVE A MAN ON TRAIL AND IT ALSO SEEMS HE ENJOYS ASSAULTING WOMEN TOO. SEE. AWHILE BACK, I HELPED A MAN OFF THE STREET. HIS NAME WAS JACK. BLOODY. BROKEN. HE’D GOTTEN A GOOD THRASHING. COME TO FIND OUT, HE’D DESERVED IT. HE’S ON TRAIL NOW FOR A LOT MORE THAN JUST ASSAULT BUT I WAS LOOKING FOR A LEAD. YANNO? SOMETHING TO TELL ME THAT I WAS WRONG. THAT EVERYTHING WAS WRONG. OF COURSE, ALL I GOT WAS SOME WEIRD NAME THAT SOUNDS LIKE IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN SOME B-RATED HORROR MOVIE. DID I MENTION IT WAS NICE TO SEE YOU?”
They could go for coffee. Let the film develop. Laugh at the hanging criminals. It could be quality.
From: i_ambadluck Date: 05/18/2006 18:53:59
Well, that sure was a mouth full. She followed as much as she could. Watching the news, she'd heard about this quack. Psychopaths always freaked her out, and her time, while short, in the loony bin was enough to keep her straight for a while.
She just laughed when he finished, standing back up from her lean and scratching her jaw some. "No. You didn't. But I think I picked up on it." He was more chatty than usual, she thought. "I remember popping up in this place. I a bet a familiar form's pretty nice right about now." Or at least it'd better be. She can leave, you know.