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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 6, 2009 4:54:42 GMT
Thinking about her comment he had to admit the amount of her it showed made her costume great for the guys. But he was sure that wasn't what she meant and decided to keep it to himself, unless needed for a later date. Leaning back he thought about the things she said and chuckled. No harm no foul, yeah he remembered hearing those words, but they usually came from the guy on the other side of his fist right as they hurt someone. Yet, it was her last question that caught his attention the most he looked over at her and in all honesty shook his head.
"All the time, but fighting my way out of a tight scrape, finding that one clue that tells me who I'm dealing with or how to win. Those are all easy, making my life work when half the world hates my other half. When one of the richest men in New York has made it his personal mission to smear my name all over New York and most the known world. Having to hide the reason I come home bruised and battered from my Mom and Dad? Seeing the look of worry in my Aunt May's eyes ever time another super villain rears his head wanting to cut his teeth on Wall Crawler's bones. Having to worry that one slip might put my family in danger, and the thought that I might not be there to help them or my friends." Looking down at his hands he clenched them into fists. "That's what I find hard, and is the driving force for me wanting to leave the Institute, how can I protect anyone when I'm not here?"
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Post by ayden on Nov 6, 2009 10:36:29 GMT
The spiel that the Wallcrawler gave Ms. Marvel was nothing short than silencing. It was ridden with sacrifice, pride and above all, pure selflessness. The thing that crushed Ms. Marvel the most, and made her truly feel for him, was the fact that he was just a kid. He was younger than her, and here he was, giving half of his life to the improvement of a city that would quite easily toss him off a cliff rather than respect him. He had maturity far beyond his years, and a sense of masculinity that was almost impossible to find these days. "What you're doing is being selfless. Don't forget that." Although hesitant at first, she nonetheless put aside the akwardness of it and raised her hand, gently placing it on his shoulder. The idea of her being his teacher and him being a student was thrown out the window; replaced by the picture of a young man trying desperately to save the city, and having a slightly older woman encourage him. "You haven't failed anyone. There is bound to be casualties, and as hard as it is to accept, they will tend to be the ones closest to you. You just have to remind yourself why you are doing this." It wasn't exactly a pep talk. It was more or less Ms. Marvel trying to at least bring some form of inspiration and encouragement to the guy.
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 6, 2009 14:22:12 GMT
Un-clenching his fists he looks over at her and chuckles a bit. "Sorry about all that, but well I'm sure you know." He looked out over his city and watched the people go by. The greatest city in the world and it was his to defend. He understood that was a joke, but to him that is how he felt. How many other costumed freaks knew the name of nine out of ten street beaters in uniform, let alone their kids. As people walked by they looked up, and since he wasn't trying to hide from their view some saw him, of those a few waved and some just nodded. It was the ones who didn't even look that got him the most. The ones that knew he was there and there was nothing to worry about, those were the people he had to defend the most. "Thanks for the pep talk, and I know your right. It's the reason I stay behind this mask. Wonder what the people would think once they realized that their Spider-man isn't even old enough to legally buy a beer." He turned around as he looked right at her.
"Got a question, you ever wonder why me? Why did I draw this card in life? How come I couldn't be that normal gal walking down the street with the love of her life on her arm?" Looking back out over the city he watched people move to and fro. "I find myself wondering that more and more each day."
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Post by ayden on Nov 7, 2009 5:02:49 GMT
The question he asked was more than suprising for Ms. Marvel, but nonetheless got her thinking. She had often found herself caught in a whirlpool of questions that seemingly revolved around the same epi-centre. Sure, there were times when she saw the average girl, laughing with her coffee in hand as she and her man made their way to local cinema. It was painfully apparent that she could never truly have a normal life. Not after being disconnected from her family, causing the death of her brother and then discovering she wasn't even entirely human. "There are times where I see that girl, surrounded by all the things that a normal girl could dream of. It makes me angry." Stopping for a few moments, she seemingly stared with blue eyes filled with compassion, but also fierce determination. It was as if, she was picturing herself as that girl down below. A normal girl enjoying the company of a completely normal intimate relationship. "Despite this anger, I know that I have this gift and curse for a reason. I can't sit back and wallow, wishing I was a normal girl. It's the normal people that rely on us to keep their lives happy and carefree. We need to be the best of the best. I, need to be the best of the best..for their sake."
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 7, 2009 20:39:05 GMT
He never looked at her and shook his head slowly. "I can't do that. I can't cut myself off from the life that I grew up knowing. I know I have these powers. And trust me my uncle Ben said it enough I know it by heart. I know I have a responsibility to use these powers right, and protect all those average joes walking down the street trying to pick up the skirt walking three steps in front of them. I understand all that." He shook his head slowly as he fired off a web line and yo-yo'd down as a guy pushing a vendor cart stopped directly below them. Spending a few minutes with the guy he webbed right back up and handed her a cup of coffee and a hot pretzel. "Saved his daughter once, he now demands to give me something every time he sees me." Shrugs a bit as he looks over at her. "Don't worry, I alway web the money on the front of the cart, he knows I won't take it for free, but he won't take the money out of my hands." Sipping the coffee he looked over at her. "You know being older than me and all, but how do you wear that outfit in the middle of November and not have the high beams on at all time?" He shook his head. Most of the super heroines outfits just didn't make any sense to him not one little bit.
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Post by ayden on Nov 8, 2009 0:53:27 GMT
"Trust me, I didn't have a choice when it came to leaving my old life. I was cut off from it, with no hope of ever going back." She sort of trailed off as Spidey yo-yo'd off the building and down to the pavement below. Man, this was sort of becoming routine for the kid. It was like he was that typical person from a small town who knew absolutely everyone. She smirked before waiting for the Wallcrawler to come back so they could continue their conversation...Well, it was nice of him to lighten it up a bit by grabbing a coffee. He could have at least gotten her one of those. However, she snickered under her breath when he made the comment about the costume. "As they say, if you've got it; flaunt it. I'm sure you know about that." With a smirk, she prodded his chest, obviously referring to the fac that his tights were quite...tight. "But seriously, it helps when the badguys are too focused on your hot body to be worried about that punch heading for their face." She snickered once more, before pointing to the coffee in his hands. "You gonna get me one of those?"
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 9, 2009 15:38:43 GMT
Looking over at her he held up the second cup of coffee that he brought up from the guy. “Mama Spider raised me right.” He chuckled as he sat down and pulled the mask up enough to sip the coffee. Watching the city below he chuckled softly as he looked around sipping from the coffee. “You know most times this coffee turns to ice before I can drink it. Usually I take the first sip and it’s back to action. I can’t believe I just used that line from the old power rangers show. Crap, I’ve been watching way to much TV back at the mansion.” He shook his head as he opened up the bag and pulled out one of the hot pretzels and the little tub of cheese that came with it. Then he pushed the bag to Ms Marvel, since he was raised right he thought about what she said.
“Lucky you, Aunt May decided since I finally had muscle tone that I was going to show it off. I asked her to make me the Marshmellow man or something, but nope, she said since my powers came from a spider, Spider I would be.” Looking over at her he decided that talking about her family might still be a sore subject so he figured it was best to lay off that for a while. “I really believe we do this wrong. Live in one place and not know the people. Flying off across the world to save people that need us yes, and I understand that. But we need to protect the people in our own back yard as well. I’ll tell you the truth, I was getting beat by a couple of goons, beat pretty bad, they were pretty much trained in how to slow me down. Problem for them, if you are a New Yorker…. Those guys got jumped by about thirty people, and I swear I saw an old lady with a walker elbow drop a guy in the jewels.” Smiling he looked over at her and chuckled. “We wouldn’t have so much of a problem with the people if they got to know us and knew we were here for them.”
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Post by ayden on Nov 10, 2009 12:25:24 GMT
Taking to coffee graciously, she brought the cup to her mouth and took a mild sip. The warmth of the liquid entered her chest slowly, bringing a sense of calm and relaxtion that is hard to imitate elsewhere. At times like these, a cliche sigh would be exhaled, and Ms. Marvel did just that; professing her approval of the drink. Nodding thankfully to Spidey, she continued listening, watching closely as he was careful to leave his mask on just above his mouth. "Well, lucky for you, I've got the night-shift as well; meaning more relaxation for you." Chuckling at his joke regarding the power rangers, Ms. Marvel facepalmed herself at his, well, his immaturity. It was something eccentric that alot of people missed these days, too wound up in the serious affairs of life. "As far as I'm concerned, there really isn't a 'right' way to do it. As long as we protect the people, and they know that they can freely walk the streets without some lunatic in a rhino suit ramming them down, we're doing what we are supposed to do."
Wanting to change the subject to something more lighthearted and less serious, Ms. Marvel smirked slowly, taking a sip of her coffee before popping a question. "You still haven't told me who the girl was in the black skin tight leather..." She wanted to get to know the kid a bit better, and what better way to get closer to a guy than to ask him about how his fishing is going?
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 10, 2009 20:05:46 GMT
He thought about it and smiled. "Oh just a thief who seems to use her feminine wilds better than you do. Instead of punching she dang near came out of that cat-suit. I know I'm supposed to be this better than normal guy, but I'm still only like 15 years old guy. An freaking empty hot dog bun can give me a woody. So what was I supposed to do when she was shoving her boobs in my face as well as rubbing herself on my crotch. I might have the powers of a super cool arachnid, but I'm only human. Now that you got me on my embarrassing situation, what about you? I heard you made it with a student from Mass Academy. What's that about?" He figured turn about was fair play she brought up his most embarrassing moment, and lucky for him only one other person knew the whole story about that.
He thought about it and chuckled a bit as he sat there and watched everything. "Yeah it is lucky for me, saves me from taking all the beatings. Feel free and join me every night. I could go without buying nine tubes of Icy Hot a week." He sat up a bit sipping his coffee and eating his pretzel, he couldn't help but shake the feeling that this wasn't right. He had quite nights before, but only one trip with Rhino that's it, this didn't feel right. "I got a feeling tonight won't be staying so quiet."
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Post by ayden6 on Nov 13, 2009 0:09:06 GMT
Spidey was often accused of many things; but being wrong? Hardly. Just like one would expect in a cinema, right as Spidey mentioned the night being quieter than usual, chaos reared its head once more to spit in the face of peace. From a distance, a car parked on the side of the road was blown up in a heat of flames, followed by many screams that echoed down the street of civillians mixing fear with pure confusion. The screams would reach Ms. Marvel and Spiderman, as they were perched atop a building. Yet, there was no fiend in sight; no one that could be held responsible for the explosion. Well, that would be a bit naieve to believe that it was just a gasoline explosion. The car was just parked on the side of the road, so why would it explode?
"What a spoil sport!" Came a voice from behind Ms. Marvel and Spiderman. Atop a high-tech glider was a fiendish character dressed in a mixture of green and purple. It was the Green Goblin. Spiderman's one true nemesis. Before the two of them could even react to his appearance, Goblin had tossed a explosive pumpkin in between Ms. Marvel and Spiderman that had a 2 second delay before it exploded. Even with his Spider sense, Spidey would have a tough time dodging that on. Ms. Marvel didn't even have a radar sense, and she would be in trouble, being that close to the explosion.
(Let's play it as though Spiderman and Goblin have met before. Also, Spiderman can post before Ms. Marvel.)
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 13, 2009 4:02:58 GMT
(Okay)
There were times he was right and Spidey was happy for it, then there are times that he was right and hated himself for it. This definitely fell into the later of the two. With the explosion from down the street his Spider Sense was already screaming and oddly enough it was the back of his head that was screaming. He reached out and grabbed Ms. Marvel right between the boobs getting a handful of her uniform and threw her off the rooftop. The explosion from the pumpkin sent him flying, smashing into a door way, problem for the web crawler was he hit the thing shoulder first and he could feel the bones shattering in his right shoulder. Slumping to the ground he knew something wasn't right, and he was cussing himself for not seeing it sooner.
From his position on the ground he did the one thing he could to buy them time. He aimed his wrist for the bottom of the glider and fired off a web hoping to catch Goblin off guard enough to let this plan work. His vision was already starting to blur, and darken around the edges, he couldn't even tell if the shot hit when he wrapped it around a pipe trying to tie it off. If he could buy Marvel enough time then he should be able to back her up enough to get this guy back in the Nut House.
"MARVEL! STAY AWAY FROM THE GLIDER'S FRONT, IT HAS A FEW TRICKS." Closing his eyes he knew there wasn't much more he could do until he centered himself, then he might be able to get back into this fight.
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Post by ayden on Nov 13, 2009 5:44:04 GMT
Marvel wanted to kick his ass for mentioning the Mass Acad student incident, but before she could even do anything a explosion rocketed down street. Before she even knew what was happening, Spiderman had grabbed her chest (which she was also going to kick his ass for) and threw her off the building. "You little...!" She yelled as she quickly straightened herself in mid-air and took flight. So the guy in the crazy Goblin costume was the famed Green Goblin. Well, naturally they couldn't have a peaceful night without a psycho messing around, huh? Turning her head to see how Spidey was doing, she realised that landing would have probably hurt a fair bit, but he'd be able to take it. Acknowledging his warning, she smirked and pushed her fists forward. "I hate psychos!" She yelled as she fired a rather powerful blast at Goblin as he stood on his glider. She was trying to coordinate her attack with Spidey's web so it would distract the Goblin.
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Post by ayden6 on Nov 13, 2009 5:57:51 GMT
With a crazy laugh, Goblin watched as Spiderman threw his lady friend off the building before taking the bomb's impact all to himself. "Now that's what I like to see, Webhead! Taking one for the team!" With a sinister cackle, he watched as the wallcrawler rather pathetically fired a web at his glider. Rather lazily moving his glider upwards, the web flew harmlessly below. When he mentioned the suprises Goblin had at the front of the Glider, Goblin rather playfully yelled at Spiderman from a distance. "Stop ruining my suprises, you tights wearing baffoon!" Knowing Spiderman was still getting his bearings, Goblin launched another pumpkin bomb at the Wallcrawler, this one was also specifically designed to explode with high impact.
Snickering, Goblin turned his attention to the blonde heroine. She could obviously fly which would prove slightly more interesting for the Green Psycho. When she made the remark about her hating psychos, he placed his hand on his chest as if to question if she was talking about him, before turning his head to motion towards Spiderman. "Well that's not very nice; just because he threw you off a building doesn't make him psycho!" Seeing the beam coming his way, the glider rather frantically twisted at a angel, causing the blast to sail on past him. "Where'd you learn to aim, toots?" Pulling a different pumpkin bomb out of his pouch, he tossed it up and down, a dark and sinister smirk on his face. "How's about I do the aiming, you do the catching?" Pegging the pumpkin bomb at the blonde heroine, it was designed to lightly explode directly in front of her, releasing a large amount of gas that was designed to make a victim hallucinate. His toys were endless...
Edit: Speech colouring.
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Post by Spider-Man on Nov 13, 2009 16:47:36 GMT
Eyes snapping open he fired off a direct shot to Goblin's face, hard for him to hit when he couldn't see. High impact pumpkin bomb coming at him, and a gas one going to Marvel, yeah he had gotten used to the damn bombs over the previous meetings of him and Goblin. Firing off his webbing he knocked the gas bomb off course and braced himself as the second bomb went off sending him flying across the roof tops again. Sliding to a stop he shook his head trying to remember why he did this again.
All the energy seemed to get sapped out of his body as it was trying to keep him from falling over dead at the moment. Pushing himself up he gripped his shoulder and looked up at the Green Goblin, the way to get to him was to get to his mind. If you could throw him off his game the Goblin became just a sloppy thug. Sloppy thug with a lot of toys, but a sloppy thug none the less. "Goblin, aren't you tired of replacing those gliders yet? This makes how many that I've destroyed?" Yeah he wasn't making a lot of sense, mostly cause he hadn't touched the glider this time.
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Post by ayden on Nov 14, 2009 0:28:23 GMT
This guy was just full of bad jokes; which only added to the insane demeanour that he carried. Her blast missed due to the rather quick reflexes of the Goblin and his control over the Glider. Cursing under her breath, she watched as the Goblin launched another bomb at Spidey before mimicking the previous motion and launching one at her as well. She braced herself for the impact, knowing she couldn't dodge it at close range; but webbing knocked the bomb off course and it flew off into the street, probably going to hit some poor unsuspecting civillian. She was about to turn and say thanks to Spiderman, but she was rather shocked to see him taking another blow head on. That was twice he saved her and took a shot head on.
"Spiderman!" She yelled in slight fear that the last hit could have some seriously bad concequences. Knowing she needed to distract the Goblin to allow Spidey some time to recover, she flew up directly infront of the Glider riding clown; a smirk growing across her face. "What was that about bad aim? Your's went way off course..." Moving her hands to her side, outstretched to show there was no danger, she continued smirking and edging the guy on. "How about I just stop moving for you and you hit me with a free shot?" She knew slightly what she was doing, knowing it would take a unique approach to get this guy offguard.
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