1367/The Spider OutFoxed.

The Spider OutFoxed.
Date of Scene:	25 April 2020
Location:	Bronx
Synopsis:	Spidey meets a fox/mutant/ninja. Both share info on Foot problems.
Cast of Characters:	Alopex, Peter Parker

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Alopex has posed:
    It's a calm, sunny, and seasonally warm afternoon around the Bronx. Not so far from the Thain Family Forest, a floof of white is currently resting atop a short 3 story building, enjoying a bit of lunch in the middle of her daily route across the city. She had looped back, stopped at someplace familiar, and then found a nice place to enjoy it. Considering there's a little hole-in-the-wall called the 'Ground Cow's Knee' and the individual is having a burger and fries, it isn't too hard to figure out where the meal came from.

Peter Parker has posed:
It's been a moderately quiet afternoon. A perfect time to test the new Spider-Comm system, and so far, so good. He is checking out various buildings on his way through his current patrol, tagging them and identfying them in the database for use later by others.

He is about to head south when an unusual flash of white in an otherwise unspectacular color palette gathers his attention. He wheels around, then hads bac tha way he came, landing on the side of the building across the street from Apolex's current perch.

Well....now THERE is something you don't see every day. He pauses, getting a closer look, but doesn't yet cross over to the roof of the building. Whoever it is, they ARE eating, and not causing any trouble. Which would make it kinda weird to just barge in on someone having a late lunch.

Alopex has posed:
    Up on the building tops, it's clear whoever it is isn't really on guard. Even in a world of heroes that can fly, jump, or even swing, she just hasn't had any major issues with such people. Likely because she's never causing any serious trouble. Just a figure, usually hooded, traveling in a way that's far easier for them than surface streets and taxis. Imagine her trying to hail a cab! Probably not an easy thing to do.

    The web-slinger isn't noticed. Sure, those ears look pretty sharp, but she's just a bit distracted. Between the sandwhich, the water nearby, and the sounds of the city beyond, she's just enjoying a quiet moment. She doesn't -look- armed, either.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man tests the visual-recording and finds the 8 MP camera captures her image just file. "Now, let...me...see what I can collect before I jump in." He has seen some strange things, but a humanoid fox isn't one of them. And face it...she's just minding for own business.

So, he doesn't exactly hide his presence - if she looks up, he is going to be hard to miss.

Alopex has posed:
    At first, there's no reaction. Not even to having her picture saved for later. It's while Peter is doing his research that she finishes her meal, starts to take a drink from a bottle of water, and that's how she sees the splotch of bright red against the city scape. Blink. "... Oh."

    Now, lets all be honest here. People know there are heroes around. People know there's a Spider-man around. JJJ wouldn't let people NOT know there's a MENACE around, but in truth? She trusted her instincts over the rantings of a voice on the radio that sounded just a -smidge- obsessed. Hrm...

    Well, there's no point in pulling her hood up. She's certain she was spotted, so, instead, she turns to one side, rummages around in her pack, pulls out another water bottle, and holds it up in his direction, giving a little shake afterward. ... Normally she wouldn't be so quick to trust but.. well.. he didn't attack, he didn't yell, he was actually just letting her be. That counts for a lot, to her.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sees the movement, then takes a deep breath. Okay, he/she knows he's there.
Spider-Man jumps from the side of the building he is on, then coasts on the webline until he lets go and the momentum carry him to the edge of the roof. Okay, on the same building, but still not just rushing in.

"Uhm, hello there. Pardon my curiosity, but as soon as I saw you, I had to ask..."
He takes a deep breath. "...Are you a Mets fan?"

Well, so much for serious.

Alopex has posed:
    Well, he's coming over. That's nice. It'll be an interesting talk, at least. With the slinger standing nearby, the water bottle is tossed over. "Me? Eh. Sort of? It's mostly because a friend of mine is a huge fan. So, I cheer cause she does. If that makes sense?" she shrugs a little.

    "Sooooo. I think you're the first one? From what little I've heard, I think there are a few of you swinging around... nice to meet you, either way."

Peter Parker has posed:
Okay. She's friendly. Also, she's a she. "A huge fan? Well...always nice to meet fans. They don't take shots at me...usually."

He stands up straight, stepping towards Alopex and away from the edge of the roof. He might fall off or something.

"Well, just in case, I should introduce myself properly. I am your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man. I also go by 'Spidey,' as well as 'Webhead.' I go by a lot of other things but I'd feel nervous hearing THOSE terms spoken out loud." He ponders. "...I also go by White Castle a lot, because they have great food."

Alopex has posed:
"Mm. You mean like MENACE and STAIN ON SOCIETY?" she asks, shrugging after. "Don't worry. I don't make judgements based on some voice on the radio, so you don't have to worry about that. He's just loud and hard to ignore when so many radios are set to it in the city. Meh. Still. You don't seem like a menace. So. It's nice to have that verified. It's also nice to not have someone point, yell, scream, or just shoot at me right away when I'm off guard so... thanks for that, too."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey chuckles. "Miss...you might be surprised how often my sense of weird has been forcibly re-calibrated." He regards her for a moment. "Although, I have to be a little rude. What do I call you? Unless your given name is actually 'Hey, You,' I'd like to call you by something you would like to be called."

Alopex has posed:
    Oh! Right. Names. "Ah, that's not a bad idea. I don't really hide what I am since.." she makes a motion at herself, "Kind of hard to hide, so, I go by Alopex. Nothing fancy or alter-ego about it. It's just my name. I won't pester for yours. I .. kind of get why a lot of heroes hide themselves just from what I've read."

Peter Parker has posed:
"Alopex? Okay, that works." It seems familiar, but he'll have to look it up. "Spidey works. It's easy to say, practically falls off the lips, and you don't have to worry about forgetting the Hyphen." He shakes his head. "...You'd be amazed how many don't use the Hyphen. It's embarrassing." He leans on an air exchanger as he talks with Alopex. "So, are you a native New Yorker, or did something bring you here? I'm kinda curious, because you appear to be some sort of human/vulpine hybrid. And you also have gear fitting your body type, which has to be custom. Is there something in particular you're trying to do? Maybe I can help."

Alopex has posed:
    "Ah... that's a long story. I was born near Fairbanks, up north, in Alaska. A whole lot of .. things happened. I ended up here cause, well, the Foot Clan is here, and I hate them. A lot. If you do research on them you'll find out a lot too, or at least I hope so. They've been trying to stay under the radar for years but.. as big as they have gotten, they can't cover up anything."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey's playful, joking demeanor begins to evaporate.

"Yeah..." he speaks in a voice unlike his jokey one not one minute ago. "...yeah, I have heard of them. They're making inroads into the criminal organizations here. A lot of mayhem, but a lot of questions. They're hurting and killing people. In *my* city."

Yes, even Spider-Man can get possessive.

"I'm trying to find out all I can, but they are as mysterious as they are monstrous. How much do you know about them? Their structure, their operations, their methods? I would like to pick you brain about them sometime. And...I'm willing to help you with what you're doing. But I draw the line at inflicting pain for its own sake...and I have enough blood on my hands to seek out more." He tilts his head. "I...hope that works for you."

Alopex has posed:
    Well, Owari was right. Spidey was an ally, and this proves it. "Oh ah.." the fox rubs her neck, nervous? "I.. used to work for them. I was tired of them preaching about family and not understanding the meaning of the word. I got really tired of being just a tool.. and the same for a friend of mine that was treated even worse. I know a fair bit as a result but they've been shuffling things around since I left."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey looks at Alopex for a moment. His face is even more unreadable than it usually is. But he lets out his breath after the moment, and says, "...Well, I'd be a world-class hypocrite to judge you on who you were. I used to be a selfish person, once. All I can say is...it's not who you were...it's who you ARE. And it's not what you did before, but what you do now, that matters to me. Because everyone deserves a second chance to make things right."

Alopex has posed:
    Huh. The suspense is obvious while Spidey thinks it over. When he speaks, Alopex relaxes. It's subtle, but the small drop in shoulders and a single swing of her tail would betray the feeling. "... Appreciate that, a lot. I've had people turn on me for that before.. You just seem.. well, different. Young, but different." Eh what? He could blame it on his voice, or maybe his stature. Who knows. She is a ninja-trained fox, after all. She has to be observant.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man nods, sighing slightly. "The universe isn't exactly fair, Alopex. But that's why *we* have to be. Feed the problem, or be part of the solution." He regards Alopex for a moment. "Suppose I wanted to get in touch with you. To share information, to talk, even just eat together. I know a place in Brooklyn that doesn't have an issue with supertypes. But...if I found out something about what the Foot was doing, how would I reach you?"

Alopex has posed:
    Huh. That's an interesting way to put it. As for contacting, "I have a burner I use when I'm not at my place.. hold on.." she starts to rummage around, looking for the phone. When she finds it, she'd open it up and give the number over. "Also I tend to eat at the burger place over there," she says, motioning toward the Ground Cow's Knee. "The staff knows me and they're pro-mutant and don't mind .. well me. If I'm not picking up, leaving a message there wouldn't be too hard."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey grins, then says, "Hang on. Wanted to test this part."
He steps forward and points a finger at the phone. "Boop."
A moment later, a new contact appears in the phone titled SPIDEY, along with a phone number.

"All right, that worked fine." He snickers. "New communication system. Designed it myself."

Alopex has posed:
    Well. That's a surprise. ".. Wow. Even Owari couldn't do that. You have some tech connections. I feel like I'm living in the stone ages. Ha!" The phone is tucked away. "Thanks for that. Hope I can be useful for everyone. Seems like I'm the name in 'Foot Intel' right now. Even if it is a little outdated."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey shrugs. "Even outdated information can help. If you know the past, can study the present, you can get clues about the future. And...as my Spider-Comm system develops, if we work together more often, I can see about getting you wired in." He looks around. "Welp, I should probably get going. Have to finish a patrol. but I'll stay in touch as best I can. And if we get to help some people...that's what counts, right?"

Alopex has posed:
    "That'd be useful. Once I get home I'll try to get my thoughts together on paper or into a file so I can share it, then. Until then. Have a good time, and stay safe, Spidey."