[Peter snorts a little at that.] I like both of them, so, I'd rather they both live. I know Mr. Stark, so I can at least, distract him.
[He tries to not think about their very complicated history. He shakes off any lingering uncertainty there best he can as the woman at the counter calls out
"Order up!"
Peter pushes off of his stool.] Lemme grab it real quick.
[It doesn't take long for Peter to get the box of pizza. He comes by the table, placing the box down for the moment.]
Do we wanna take a look or just head out-? [It is a mystery for now what the pizza is even like. Peter had a single slice on a whim, but a whole pizza is a different beast entirely.]
Uh, right. I think they have a pretty strict curfew anyway. [He adjusts his hold on the box, moving to fall into step with Leo. He waves politely at the clerk behind the counter. She does not even notice their exit. The bell above the door jingles on their way out.]
The streets are quiet as the two step outside together. It still weird Peter out that some place could be so quiet. He misses home in moments like these.]
I'd really rather not locked out. Not like I can climb back in like I used to.
You'd think they'd want us to be at full strength to like... stop all of this. [Peter answers with a scrunch of his nose.] Right now it feels like we're just waiting for something to happen to react to it.
[He's aware they are still pretty new here, but Peter can't help but feel agitated at feeling useless at all of this.]
It feels so- dumb? Everyone here probably can do so much cool stuff, but they just... can't? [Peter has learned plans are a necessity, but it doesn't negate the fact he's still a teenager.] Like right now, we're just hoping to notice weird stuff.
[LEO IS JUST! So annoyed. A combination of playing the waiting game, being taken from home while they're still repairing all the damage, and now he can't portal himself anywhere. May as well cut off one of his arms while ADI's at it.]
[Peter debates with himself a little. How does he even explain half of this? His powers sound weird without a lot of context.] Normally, I can- stick to walls, any flat surfaces. I could also pick up- like buses, cars, super strength essentially.
I got mutated by a spider biting me, so. It changed a lot.
[Just tapping his chin now as they turn the corner. ADI's close by within sight.]
Maybe you got the first one then... Hm. Yeah, in our New York, a warrior alchemist made this mutagen ooze that oozequitos would inject in people and mutate them.
We apparently have the weirdest versions of New York. [He's half tempted to ask a few questions when he hears the very distinct sound of hooves against pavement.
That is definitely a skeletal horse emerging from the alley the two are starting to pass.]
Oh my god- [Peter does not want horse, he takes an awkward step back. He holds the pizza box awkwardly, half afraid of it being knocked out of his grasp. ] We have pizza, Mr. or Ms. Horse can we- just go?
[Sure, its a skeletal horse, but it's staring. It is so staring.]
...Are you two competing via the horse? [He has to ask, actively baffled. The horse is ignoring him. This is his life.
The horse re-focuses its attention on Leo primarily.]
First think of the person who lives in disguise, Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies, Next tell me whats always the last thing to mend, The middle of middle and end of the end? Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?
[Peter blinks a little, before looking back at the skeletal horse.
The horse seems pleased. It stomps a hoof, shaking out its hair. It brays with laughter. The sound makes Peter's skin crawl. Anxiety is creeping along his spine as he grips at the pizza box.] Yes, good!
Okay, I think that's-
[Surprise, the horse is not done!]
Armored but not a knight, snapping but not a twig, and always at home, even on the move. What am I?
Leo, I'm not a riddle person, at least not this kind of riddle!? If it was math or science related, I'd get it. [He practically hisses at the other teenager.
The horse is just staring at him. That is just amplifying his anxiety by tenfold. Peter does not like any of this. It taps its hooves impatiently against the pavement.]
Answer.
[Peter manages to keep the pizza box balanced against his chest, finding his web shooter with a clumsy gesture. He flicks out a web cartridge from the chamber. He's done the gesture one handed before, so he at least can accomplish that.
The glass is steady under his fingertips. That much solidifies what he's doing as he follows through the motion, muscle memory kicking in.
He throws the cartridge down onto the ground at the horse's hooves. The undead manifestation startles but its hooves are stuck to the ground. It practically shrieks in anger as Peter grabs onto Leo's arm yanking him forward to start running.]
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[He tries to not think about their very complicated history. He shakes off any lingering uncertainty there best he can as the woman at the counter calls out
"Order up!"
Peter pushes off of his stool.] Lemme grab it real quick.
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Ugh the whole 'wear a disguise' thing is such a buzzkill, even in some new dimension where he's STILL a freak of nature.]
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Do we wanna take a look or just head out-? [It is a mystery for now what the pizza is even like. Peter had a single slice on a whim, but a whole pizza is a different beast entirely.]
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[UP and on his feet, ready to go. Ready to EAT.] Sooner we're back, the better probably. [UGH if only he could portal.]
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The streets are quiet as the two step outside together. It still weird Peter out that some place could be so quiet. He misses home in moments like these.]
I'd really rather not locked out. Not like I can climb back in like I used to.
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[He's clearly been thinking about it a lot with the frustration in his tone. But he walks alongside Peter, hands in his hoodie pocket.]
I'd be able to help a lot faster if I could use my powers.
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[He's aware they are still pretty new here, but Peter can't help but feel agitated at feeling useless at all of this.]
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[IT'S FRUSTRATING!! He wants to help fix it and go home, not be stuck here waiting.]
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[He blows out a breath, shaking his head.]
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...What cool stuff can you do? Normally.
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I got mutated by a spider biting me, so. It changed a lot.
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But that explanation gets him thinking.]
Huh. So spiders instead of oozesquitos...
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As far as I know there was only one spider, I think so anyway. I kinda went into a lab where I wasn't supposed to be.
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Maybe you got the first one then... Hm. Yeah, in our New York, a warrior alchemist made this mutagen ooze that oozequitos would inject in people and mutate them.
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That is definitely a skeletal horse emerging from the alley the two are starting to pass.]
It's time to play a game.
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The sound of hooves.
Normally he'd be annoyed at being stopped.... Buuuuuut-]
Oh, perfect. [He sounds actually pleased by this.]
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[Sure, its a skeletal horse, but it's staring. It is so staring.]
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[He'll step in front of Peter though. Protect the pizza.]
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The horse re-focuses its attention on Leo primarily.]
First think of the person who lives in disguise,
Who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies,
Next tell me whats always the last thing to mend,
The middle of middle and end of the end?
Which creature would you be unwilling to kiss?
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[Listening............. hm.]
Unwilling to kiss... Gimme a sec, I just need to sort it out.
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What is a gross animal? One that is full of secrets?
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In disguise... thing to mend...
[Snaps his fingers.]
A spider.
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The horse seems pleased. It stomps a hoof, shaking out its hair. It brays with laughter. The sound makes Peter's skin crawl. Anxiety is creeping along his spine as he grips at the pizza box.] Yes, good!
Okay, I think that's-
[Surprise, the horse is not done!]
Armored but not a knight, snapping but not a twig, and always at home, even on the move. What am I?
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You got this, you can do it.
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The horse is just staring at him. That is just amplifying his anxiety by tenfold. Peter does not like any of this. It taps its hooves impatiently against the pavement.]
Answer.
[Peter manages to keep the pizza box balanced against his chest, finding his web shooter with a clumsy gesture. He flicks out a web cartridge from the chamber. He's done the gesture one handed before, so he at least can accomplish that.
The glass is steady under his fingertips. That much solidifies what he's doing as he follows through the motion, muscle memory kicking in.
He throws the cartridge down onto the ground at the horse's hooves. The undead manifestation startles but its hooves are stuck to the ground. It practically shrieks in anger as Peter grabs onto Leo's arm yanking him forward to start running.]
Pass!
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