794/Up On The Roof...

Up On The Roof...
Date of Scene:	27 March 2020
Location:	Roof - Four Freedoms Plaza
Synopsis:	Silk takes a breather on a roof top after swinging about, she meets Julie, but more importantly she meets Ghost Spider. They discuss so many things, the thingamajig with Silk and Spider-Man, the nature of gender and sexuality, and even David Bowie's crotch! For science!
Cast of Characters:	Cindy Moon, Julie Power, Gwen Stacy

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Cindy Moon has posed:
One of the greatest thing about having so many skyscrapers in NYC, is that itty bitty spiders like Silk, have plenty of places to chill and catch a breather while doing their heroic deeds. Right now, Silk is holding on to a tall antennae on the roof of the famous Four Freedom Plaza building. She has a perfect vantage on the city, and her Silk Sense can easily pick up any evildoing about the city. Seems like a perfect spot. While she's taking a rest, she takes a moment to enjoy the breath taking view.

Julie Power has posed:
Julie Power first took flight when she was ten years old, thanks to an alien mutation. Talking about your abuction stories! After a short, if successful and colorful career, Julie disappeared from the public. And she promised her parents she wouldn't go out heroing anymore unless it was a dire emergency. She didn't tell her parents she wouldn't go out flying still. Because flying was still a thrill.

Lightspeed's tale-tell rainbow trails behind her as Julie cuts across the sky in her midriff-bearing costume, it's a warm enouugh spring day she doesn't need a jacket or sweater as she flies in to land at the Tower's rooftop and bounces a few times on her feet as she laughs. "And Power sticks the landing!"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Behold, the new costume of the Ghost Spider!

Recently returned home, A.E. replaced in this dimension where she was dead but now isn't, and also the whole dying thing was changed too because magic is straaaaange, Gwen Stacy is out for a swing in her new costume ala Janet Van Dyne! The lines are sleeker, the fabric blend of nomex weave more streamlined... this isn't just some spandex suit, oh no!

It's a brand statement!

The webshooters are new too. Having lost everything, but her attitude when stepping through the Seige Perilous, Gwen THWIPS! with a grin... trusting in her engineering as she does a series of slow backwards flips up towards Freedoms Plaza roof where she lands on the side of a scaffolding upon which an American Flag is blowing in the breeze.

The white/pink hood flutters around her mask, cyan slipper down on her left leg, bent and out on the right, and one hand wrapped through the braces... "Super hero pose..."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Letting go with her hands, Silk remains attached to the antennae with her feet, as she claps Julie's landing after having observed the colorful light show in her wake, "that was beautiful," she remarks, her eyes making it seem like she's putting on a friendly expression, though it's a tough tell with that red buff covering her lower face.

The applause continue for Ghost Spider's own landing, as Silk remarks, "that's a big improvement on the costume department, who is your tailor?" She asks in gest, before noting, "I need shoes like yours, they're gorgeous."

Julie Power has posed:
"I didn't realize I had an audience!" Julie's cheeks darken with heat that makes her strawberry blonde locks stand out all the more. "But look at your costumes! You two aren't coordinating with the same outfitter? Because it so looks it. And more like a spider than the red and blue. I mean not that Spider-Man doesn't make it work, but I've never seen a red and blue spider."

"And I'm rambling." Reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear, she gives a warm and swift smile. "The trail just kind of happens. Can't turn it off."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"This, my friend-" Gwen hops forward into a backflip landing off the scaffolding, standing up with her hands on a jut out hip, "-Is a Janet Van Dyne work of art..." Looking down at herself, then up at Silk, flicking her wrist out towards the newest Spider at the water cooler, "But you look great. We covered this... if not, we should have, I definitely meant to..."

Shifty Mcturn to Julie.. color trails and all. "Right?! I've told him this.. he says it's a branding thing.. which I totally get.." Cyan shoes on black/white/pink? Someones looking for a merchandise deal later down the road.. "We're all fun colored like M&Ms up here on Freedom Plaza..." Wind in hood, "What's up, buttercups?"

Cindy Moon has posed:
"Sorry, was just taking a break, honestly didn't expect any company...your flying is very pretty, what is that? You create rainbows?" Silk asks Julie with fascination, "ever tried doing art in the air?" She laughs at the praise to the costume, along with Ghost Spider, "we actually only met once, believe or not, so it's really a coincidence. But there's probably only so many places you can take a spider theme to. If I ever meet Spider-Man, can I tell him you said that?" Silk asks, looking mighty proud that her take is considered better than Spider-Man. "Don't worry, I'm pretty good at rambling myself," Silk offers while holding her fingers in a 'V'.

"Wow! You got Janet van Dyne to do your costume!?" Silk looks absolutely star-struck at that name dropping, looking very impressed with Ghost Spider.

Julie Power has posed:
"No, no art in the air, I've never really tried to see how long I could make them lasts, I mean, I can stand on them and stuff!" Julie admits with a little laugh. "But wow, that just means you both have great tastes, especially if it's approved by Janet van Dyne to the point of emulating it." she points out to the pair, before she tugs at her half-top. "Mine's just unstable alien molecules." With a thought, the costume switches back to her normal clothing, a half-sweater and bell bottom jeans with a leather fringe vest.

"I'm Julie." she offers in way of introduction. "Oh, right, masks." she quirks her lips in a smile. "Me and my sibs tried that for a little bit. Didn't work out that great, but I was known as Lightspeed back when I was a hero." As if it was decades ago or something. "It's nice to meet you both!"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"I'm trying to stand out... tired of getting compared to Spider-Man." Gwen says to Silk, motioning with a wave of her hands down at her very exceptional costume, "If you want to establish yourself, you have to go to the best.. and the best in super hero fashion is, of course, J.V.D." That's just fundamental. Grinning behind the white mask, the pink lined eyes shifting as she squints her eyes in the expression.

"Yeah, but we're already planning for our coop movie after we've done a series of solo projects.. Spider and..." Squinting at Silk, head cant to one side beneath her hood... a finger points upwards, once more speaking to Julie, "Spider and Silk." That hand extends to the colorful mask'less heroine. "I'm Ghost Spider. You can call me Ghost... or Spider.. or both, whatever's convenient for you. Just not Spider-Girl or Spider-Woman because that's stupid and also trademarked Avengers property."

Cindy Moon has posed:
"Really? Those color streaks are solid? Like...I guess, Tron?" Silk tries to find a relatable illustration. "Lightspeed is a pretty cool name, are you fast as light?" Silk wonders, before dropping off the antennae and unto the rooftop, extending a gloved hand towards Julie, "I'm Silk!" She then points at Ghost Spider, "like she said, I'm a new spider in town, so, likely you never heard of me."

Silk grins at Ghost Spider, "I wouldn't mind some Spider-Man comparisons, but then it's probably because nobody heard of me. You're actually cool, Ghost Spider, sound like you got it down pat, banter and everything! You sounded very cool with your quips at those idiots in Gotham. I sounded stupid." Silk looks a bit crestfallen as she admits it, but that's what she felt.

Hearing Ghost Spider talk, she sounds so adult and knowledgable, "wow...codenames could be trademarked? I didn't know that, lucky I went with Silk! Wouldn't want an Avenger coming after me!" She also squints a bit at an after thought, "wait, we're making a movie?" She points between herself and Ghost Spider, looking both excited and confused.

Julie Power has posed:
Julie giggles. "Yeah, like Tron, except I don't get the cool light cycle thingie." she admits with a grin. "And no, can't move the speed of light..." there's a glance down at the rooftop and she toes at the gravel on it. "...it was cool for a name when we came up with at eleven. I mean, my brother called himself 'Mass Master'." There's a laugh at that, but it's nice to meet you, Silk and Ghost Spider. There is totally not enough teenage girls being heroes." Then she pauses. "I guess that would be assuming, sorry." she backpedals.

"If you're new to all this, it takes time. I mean, I'm still terrible with quips. I leave that to my brothers. My sister just yells alot." she rolls her eyes at that. "But you guys teamed up earlier? That's cool!" she looks at her hands in thought. "I don't really do the hero thing anymore."

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Oh, sweet child." Gwen says to Silk, twisting her feet in different directions to turn herself to face the newest spider-lante. "It's a play on the super hero craze in modern cinema.. Establish individual characterizations through a series of solo adventures and then bring all those cast into a unified, if initially unstable, cohesive super group ala Justice League or Avengers.. /I'm/ thinking Web of Spiders-" Waving her hand above and out infront of herself like a marque,

"Check this for the voice over on the trailer..." Clearing her throat into her fist, "The world has faced Doomsday, Alien Invasions, and even a rock-ass reunion tour by 4-non Blondes... but two girls must face the greatest challenge of their life.." Sliding closer, sweeping her palm out as the other lays across the back of Silk's shoulders, "Brand recognition.. Spider and Silk.. Imitation is the greatest form of flattery... Unless you're just better."

"The voice over needs some touching up, I know, but think about it.. we could take the whole show.." Looking to Julie, "We... hold on.. wait.. Guys.." Hands up, hands out, head tilting forward. "Nope, I lost it. It'll come back to me though, probably after breakfast. I need //so many// calories to keep my brain going."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Silk thumbs up at Julie, pleased that her Tron reference was understood. "Hey, Lightspeed is a cool name even if you're not 11," Silk offers encouragingly.

Laughing, Silk raises her hands as if in a surrender motion, "you got me, I'm a teen, I guess even if I cover half my face, it doesn't mask the fact I look young, huh?" She does giggle at the mention of 'Mass Master', "if it's any consulation, I probably would have come up with a dumber name at 11."

"Oh yeah, we took on a bunch of B list villains in Gotham, they used ketchup and mustard or whatever?" Silk shifts her gaze to Ghost Spider for approval, so Julie won't think she's making it up. It does sound pretty stupid when said out loud. "Web of Spiders sound pretty neat, Ghost Spider, I like it."

She stops talking when Ghost Spider goes into her rendition of the trailer to their as of yet unannounced movie, and Silk can't help herself, her smile almost radiates through her red buff as she laughs hysterically. "Oh my god, that's the best thing ever! You think Spider-Man would mind if we claim to be just better?" She then shuffles a bit, and murmurs, "although I guess it doesn't help if our first team up is against ketchup and mustard...and well, Kiteboy, or whoever that was."

Julie Power has posed:
"Uh... wow. Condiment themed villains. I really have been out of the game too long." Julie offers, she was about to say more when her phone chimes at her and she looks at it with a frown. "Drats, lunch break's almost over, and Mister Stevens will have my hide if I'm tardy. I should get going. But maybe we'll hang out sometime." Turning the phone to camera mode, she turns it so that the three women are in frame. "Selfie!" she says, snapping a picture.

Satisfied with the result, she shifts back to her costume and floats off the rooftop before taking off in a rainbow contrail of colors in the direction of Happy Harbor.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen is half leaning, on and hanging from, Silk during the selfie. Two fingers up in a Peace Sign. "One love." She says with that same signing hand turning into a fist as Julie flies off amidst a chem-trail of colorful sparkles. "I wish I could do that..." Pointing after her, sighing wishfully.

Straightening then, hands returning to her hips, "See, the major thing to remember here, Silk, is it's better to beg forgiveness than ask permission.. besides, I /am/ better than Spider-Man... Relatively speaking..." Okay, more EQUAL FOOTING, if she's being completely honest, but half of winning is attitude. "You can't spell Self Confidence without ElfConfi." Nodding as if this is a very meaningful and memorable point worthy of TMZ mention.

The lithe woman hops up and sits against the side of a brick structure upon which the antenna Silk had landed is extending, vertical, unafraid or affected by the negociations of gravitational force! "So... we didn't get to talk much.. Because Spidey showed up... but... what gives? Why were you staring at him like you got a squirrel in your knickers? mm?" Elbows on her knees, chin in her palms.

Cindy Moon has posed:
Silk is surprised by the selfie attack, but does likewise as Gwen, doing the required 'V' with her fingers. It's a universal thing, right? "Yeah...that psychedelic rainbow stuff is awesome!"

Twirling around on her heels, Silk shifts her position to better face Ghost Spider now that Julie is gone. "So, what you're saying is, act, ask for forgiveness, rather than ask for permission? Interesting..." clearly, Ghost Spider has more experience. "I don't get it," Silk ruins the illusion that Ghost Spider said something smart, "ElfConfi? Does that even mean anything?"

Once Spider-Man is mentioned, Silk looks much more intensely focused on the conversation, "oh...I..." Silk looks highly uncomfortable, shuffling her foot along the roof, her focus shifting to and fro, as she looks about. "I didn't quite get a good look at him, but, when he got closer..." she struggles on how to explain, before settling on, "look. When there's a danger nearby, I get this feeling down my spine, I call it a Silk Sense...you got something like that?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Ghost tingles, yeah." Gwen glosses over the elfconfi thing, even she can admit when she swings and misses on a joke. She remains on the wall, leaning her chin forward into her palms. She's sitting low on her hips, which are twisted a little awkwardly, for a normal person anyways, so that she's got a flat platform extending forward from her torso by way of her thighs.

Truly flexable!

"Kind of like a wiggly feeling in your neck that runs down your spine whenever something crazy is about to happen..." She bobs her head slowly, explaining a little more. "I use to fight them, when I was way younger, now I just go with it. React without thinking about it... Did Spidey set yours off? He's an alright guy, certainly not dangerous anyways... that I know of. You //never// know when you're working cross dimensionally."

Cindy Moon has posed:
"Yeah, I guess we all got our name for it, heck, Spider-Man probably calls it Spider-Sense, huh? Or is it Man-Sense? That doesn't ring as good, does it?" Silk muses, anything to delay further on this very embarrassing subject. "Well, I got all kinds of Silk Sense tingling when we were fighting the Loser Squad, but after we met your Man In The Chair," she reminds Ghost Spider, "who, again, wasn't a man and wasn't in a chair," she's still confused by the terminology, "well...he came closer. And, well, it's not fair to say 'he', because I didn't know who was around at all."

Rambling all over, Silk stops, and tries again, "ok, reset. I got something like a Silk Sense tingle, except it wasn't a Silk Sense, and it was intense...like, I couldn't focus on anything, something was drawing me towards him. Like, a serious pull, like when you tug on something on a webline to pull it towards you?" It's such a good thing to be talking to a fellow spider, so spider terminology can help with communicating more clearly. "It freaked me out...I don't know if we're supposed to fight or what, but it was driving me crazy."

Yeah, Cindy is young, not even quite 18 yet, and apparently very new to how boys could make you feel.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen is listening, with the quietest of Uh huhs and Totally yeahs that often comes with someone who is, in fact, not listening, but she is. Nodding against her palms as if following right along, up unto the point Silk mentions her man in a Chair. "You know, that's my girlfriend.. Zatanna.. So I get it, totally not a man in a chair.. more of a girl in a night-gown... A uh... love interest in an..." Hands waving away from her chin, "You get it, continue." Motioning with a finger roll like cranking the gears.

"So.." Once she's finished, "..I don't know //whole// lot about how boys make girls feel, but.. what you're describing sounds a //whole lot// like.. you know.." Coughing into her fingers, which slide over to cover her lips behind her mask.. "Did you feel like fighting him? Because I know Spidey pretty good and he definitely didn't feel like fighting you.. not in the traditional sense anyways..."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Silk looks at Gwen while she talks, looking a bit uncertain about whether Gwen is listening in earnest or not. But then she gets the clarification about Zatanna, and her eyes widen as she snaps, "wait. What!? Girlfriend?" The concept seems mind blowing to Cindy, so the assumption she's young and inexperienced might hold, as she holds up her hands and putting her fingers in a 'V' bumps them together, as she asks Gwen, "like...this?" The idea stunning to her to the point of being nervous, like encountering a very alien possibility. "So like...the girl in the bedroom girlfriend?"

The flush on Silk's face can be seen rising to the point her mask isn't hiding it, as she decides to just switch the subject back to the conversation at hand. Unfortunately for her, that one goes on another path that makes her just as uncomfortable, "boys making girls feel? What!? Hold your horses! I'm talking about a Silk Sense thing, that's not really that, but kinda...I guess, I just..." she finds she really has no words to describe it, so instead she snaps, "I never met Spider-Man, there's no way he's making me feel whatever, -THAT- is supposed to...erm...the thing."

Silk shrugs at that last question, muttering, "I mean isn't that what the sense thing does? The tingling? It's danger, it's a coming fight, something like that, no?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Di-..." Gwen's masks eyes off kilter, one going real small, the other going real wide.. "Did you just make the scissor kick..." Flicking her fingers out towards Cindy, "Oh sweet child..." There's so many things, all the things, Ghost could teach the poor darling, but she is not her parents! This is definitely a job for Cinemax(tm). "More.. okay.. so you know how.." Rubbing her neck, head lulling forward, "In a manner of speaking, yes, girl in the bedroom girlfriend, but we also play animal crossing on the couch.. She's never seen Labryinth though, so I can't say for sure if the relationship has legs... but I think it does?"

It's complicated.

And even more complicated //now//... but that's a horse of a whole different color and well above Gwen's paygrade to explain.

"None of this..." V 2 V... "Som- how did this happen?" Both hands flick upwards, typical New Yorker wtf fashion. "We're off track here.." But Silk is slowly bringing them back.

Bless her sweet heart.

"Generally, yeah... get the sense and it's fight time, but.. I seen the way he was eyeballing your kaboose while you were running away, kiddo... he had tingles, ready to mingles." Elbows back on her knees, leaning forward with her chin in her palms. "I'm not equipped to explain hormone changes, though.. Suffice to say, if you've got animalistic attraction spell cast on you? It's probably best to sort that crap out before it gets out of hand. JUST SAYIN'..." After a pregnant pause, "And I /don't/ mean by giving into the Dark Side, neither. Just... figure it out... see what it is... make sure you're not going to drop troue everytime you two are in the same room, ya know... that ol' tale."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Silk looks intently at Gwen during their back and forth, "well, it's kinda..." she finds it hard to explain, and very awkwardly repeats the suggestive motions with her fingers, until it looks like Gwen finally got the gist of what she was trying to convey. "So I was right! It is like that! Wow! That's...wow!" Mind. Blown. Girls can date girls and get with them into bed? That's...nobody talked about that in her school. "How come you have a girlfriend and not a boyfriend? You just decided to try something new? Be a rebel?" The concept of actual attraction not quite registering to Cindy, which might be why she has no clue how to interpert that weird sensation she gets around Spider-Man.

"I saw Labyrinth! David Bowie is so dreamy in it!" Okay, so maybe Cindy does know some stuff. Labyrinth tells all!

"He was eyeballing me...?" Silk's eyes nearly pop out as Ghost Spider makes that mention, and immediately, Silk's head turns back as she tries to steal a glimpse at her own backside without a mirror, "do you think I look good enough?" She wonders, not even realizing that the very concern might be quite telling about Gwen's initial suspicion. "So...like..." Silk turns to look back at Gwen, "I need to learn how to kill it when he's around, right? Like, just ignore it, kinda like my mom yelling it me to drop out of a hockey game and go to a stupid science field trip instead, right?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"Not specifically..." Gwen digresses at the whole scissor kick metaphor, but is still nodding, "But yes, girls can date girls..." How did this happen, oh right... you mistook that it was 2020 and everyone was WOKE... That's my bad, don't let it happen again, Gwen Stacy...

How come you date girls and not boys...

"Damn, Silk coming in with the hard questions like Dingu Danny Balis... Okay.. I can answer this one without it sounding weird..." Gwen settles forward, perching elbows to perch her chin, "When I was.. young.. I was attracted to girls.. pretty simple stuff, really. Just always been that way. I kissed a boy in middle school because... a long story that's sad and I don't want to get into... and there wasn't anything there... so.." Hands out, motioning around...

"Don't get me wrong though, my best friend is a boy, I don't have anything against them..." Speaking of her best friend, whom they are talking about, only not beneath a mask.. "I... okay... another ten foot pole question..." She can do this, "I got this, I'm a professional." You are, you devil you. "I think you look great, and I mean that in the sweetiest way possible.. And Spidey would be a fool not to think so, which in so saying, lies the problem.. ESPECIALLY if there's tingles involved.." Because that changes the game. It's a game changer..

ALSO: NAILED IT..

"Something like that.." As far as ignoring it, "I don't want you to get hurt. Especially if what you're feeling isn't driven by ... ya know.. you.. But if it is, and you two hit it off... Silk, listen, I'm not very good at this part of being a teenager.." Motioning back and forth between them.

"You want to talk about David Bowie's crotch in Labryinth, I'm your girl, but all of my relationships are complete accidents and end in spectacular disaster."

Cindy Moon has posed:
Silk seems satisfied enough that she got it, well, as far as she can get it. She really did come from a nice Korean family, and the very concept she had tomboyish interests such as Tae Kwan Do and Ice Hockey were already causing a ton of trouble. So something as far advanced as what Ghost Spider was talking about just seemed outright impossible. Although, clearly, it was possible. Heck, Silk could produce spider webs, so why not that?

As the conversation grows deeper, or was it more awkward? Either way, it makes Silk move closer to Gwen, crouching down by her side, looking intently at her while she explains, really trying to understand. "So, it's just natural...?" The concept is pretty crazy, you just love someone that gives you those feelings, and that someone can be any gender. Pretty high concept love theorizing! But that leads to the inevitable, "so...do you think that means I could be into dating girls? Like how do you know?" Dense as ever, at least in this department, Silk clearly didn't follow the topic completely. Such as, maybe the crazy attraction she was feeling towards Spider-Man could have been a 'tell'.

Cindy absolutely beams when Gwen approves of her looks, as she was quite concerned about it, for all she knows Gwen was telling her how Spider-Man was staring because he thought she was hideous. "Good, good, I don't need to kill myself or anything. That's comforting!"

Okay, so while she was in a whole world of denial, and trying to insist the thing between her and Spidey was all spider/silk-sense stuff, when it comes to David Bowie, there's no denying, and she just murmurs, "maybe we should meet up sometimes...just to watch Labyrinth again, so I don't talk about David Bowie's crotch out of memory alone?"

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen was raised in awkward.. Shaped by it.. she didn't know unembarrassing moments until she was already a woman...

Truly, she thrives in these weird moments of self reflection where she can put herself out there to enlighten someone.. She harbors no small belief that she's the younger girls hero, like Spider-Man is for young boys, and does everything to stand out for them. Not to the exclusion of young boys mind you, they can want to be Ghost Spider too! Aint no TURF in her game.

Everyone is welcomed in the Ghost Web.

"For me it was pretty obvious. Where other girls were getting pretty to draw attention of the boys, I was getting pretty because I liked to be around girls.. I think deep down you just know, right? Like... do you find girls attractive? Are you interested in them? It's a deeply personal experience.. and it's not always mutually exclusive either." It's a minefield. Gwen navigates it like a BOSS. "Some people like both and that's cool... There's a whole world out here of self discovery, Silk... boys who realize they're not boys, girls who realize they're not girls, and everything inbetween.. as diverse and all inclusive as there are stars in the sky." No mistaking the grin behind her mask. "Or heroes, really.. Captain Americas and Batmans... I don't know if that plays as a metaphor.." Whatever.

"Suffice to say, that.. you know.. you have to figure that out. I can't tell you who you could be interested in. You could be interested in exclusively Aliens from the planet Xenu... but please don't be? Not that I'm going to judge you for your particular kink, I'm just saying those guys are scam artists.. L.Ron Hubbert was a grade-a jerk off... this is steeped in factual data, just read the internet."

As for her and Spidey? Gwen shrugs... both shoulders going up real high, palms the same, "Maybe? But whatever you're feeling, you owe it to yourself to find out. Just... be careful alright? I don't want you to get hurt.. and I don't want him to get hurt either." Because Peter is her best friend, afterall.

AND THEN LABRYINTH... Gwen holds her position a second... then reaches up to grab the front of her mask, slowly pulling it forward off her face so that pink tipped blonde hair tumbles down across the sides of her undercut.. Her other hand brushes it around with her palm, then slips backwards with her fingers. "I'd be down for some Labryinthian update watching... My names Gwen Stacy." Holding out the combing hand.

Secret Identities are hard okay.

Cindy Moon has posed:
"So...like...whether you're dating girls or boys, being pretty is a good step, got it," Silk probably took the absolute worst lesson out of that first explanation, but it's something! A lesson was taught. "Maybe it's just not my time, I mean...to know. Time to know. Yet." Silk is very good at being non-commital, because she's in a bit of a flux about everything right now. That first near encounter with Spidey just threw her off completely.

"What!? You can be not you!?" Again Gwen expands Cindy's world, as she stares at her, and even with the red buff covering her face, it doesn't take a genius to note Silk's mouth is no doubt agape at the moment. "I mean...I'm pretty sure I'm a girl, how can that change? Does it change? I mean...I really like playing ice hockey, does that make me a boy?" She nods at the lessons offered about L. Ron Hubberd, because, mostly, she has no clue who the heck that was. Or where Xenu was, or what were they talking about again...?

"I don't want me to get hurt either, I'm very happy we agree on that!" Silk says with a giggly lilt to her voice, clearly, she's rather pleased to have met Ghost Spider. "So...is it true that Spider-Man is dating Supergirl? Because if it is, she'll kill me if I get close to him, won't she?" Silk got some powers, but she's pretty sure Supergirl is not someone she wants to fight anytime soon. She's a big league player, like NHL level!

But then all of this. ALL of THIS. Gets way WAY weirder.

"B-but...y-youre dead...?" Silk murmurs in shock, staring at Ghost Spider as if she was...well..a ghost.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
"You've got what another version of me would call selective mental digestion..." That's very meta.

Gwen laughs though, shaking her head and reaching out to squeeze Silk's shoulder in a show of genuine affection for the kind of clueless young superhero. "It's adorable though." So it doesn't sound like she meant it as an insult, "Maybe it's not. You just got exposed to the WOKE world.. it takes a little while for the sleepy fog to lift, but you'll get it." She has faith, you're not just born knowing how to websling, right?

Back on task, "No.. yes..? I don't know. Like... that's a hard one to explain because it gets into the science of gender normalicy and accepted theories of genetic evolutionary divergence based on social climate shift.. There's two schools of thought on the matter, but I happen to be of the more liberal scientific community that full accepts the notion that there are //actual// species of hermaphordidic amphibians that switch back and forth across the gender spectrum to suit population density needs.. which is well beyond the point we're discussing here, as.. in my understanding anyways.. Transgender folks aren't doing that.

"Now, along that same line of reasoning, I believe that a person sexual identity is not clearly defined by the established gender of birth, as you would see in classical methodology of boy is boy, girl is girl.. There is scientific evidence that empirically proves that transmen have the chemical make up in the brain of that of a CIS gendered m-... is this too deep?" She wonders... blinking owlishly with her big blue eyes.

"OKay, long story short.. Gender isn't as clearly defined as people would have you believe. A boy is a boy if a boy wants to be a boy.. same with girls... same with.. well... everything. It's a world where you define who you are based on your self reflection. And while that might seem terrifying to the conservative minded, it's really quite amazing from a social evolution point of view... This-" Pointing around them, "This is the forefront of Star Trek, babe... The Federation is being defined by Generations X, Millennials, and Gen Z.. we're in interesting times." Big grin.

It doesn't even fade when Silk asks if she's dead, "Kind of, but not anymore. That changed a few days ago... I'm just full of really difficult to explain stuff, Silk.. you let me know when you've digest the earlier and we'll dig into magic."

Cindy Moon has posed:
"A what...?" Silk looks a bit confused as she tries to process 'selective mental digestion', pretty ironic, isn't it?

"Is it? So...that's not a bad thing, right? I'm not sucking at this, am I?" Silk laughs nervously, emphasis on nervously. Yeah, she's nervous. This is not an easy conversation. And she still feels a bit broken over how haywire she went in that encounter with Spider-Man. Well, near encounter.

"That's right," SIlk is easily agreeing with the reduced example of not being born knowing how to sling. "But I'm also pretty sure I wake up every morning."

"Y-you know big words, don't you, Ghost Spider..." Cindy praises Gwen for her superior vocabulary, while on the down low shifting from saying she didn't understand anything, into praise. That's quite skillful deflection! Just like in hockey! She's good at that.

Judging by Silk's wide eyed glassy stare, it could very well be, that Gwen is delving just a bit too deep for her capacity to contend with. Still, Silk is being very polite in looking directly at Gwen, nodding along, and looking interested. She even does the 'uh huh' here and there.

So now that Gwen Stacy is alive and talking to her, Silk feels the need to do the same as a show of faith, and so she very briefly lowers her buff before masking her face right back. She looks curiously at Gwen, wondering if she'll recognize her as Cindy Moon. Sure she was in the same class with Gwen and with Peter, and then Gwen died, and now she isn't dead. And spiders, and boys can be girls who like girls to be boys, who do boys like they're girls, always could be something you really like...erm, gender is tricky! It seems. Also, men in chairs can turn out to be girls in beds. Mad World!

"You remember me, from school?" She asks without divulging her name, leaving it as a test of sorts.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen has tendency to go off on a tangent where it pretains to things social, polarizing, or scientific... It's just her natural setting, so she appreciates that look in Cindy's eyes that basically screams: Bitch what are you //talking// about. She's been getting it her whole life... When in her 8th grade science fare she genetically altered a germinated plant zygot and created a whole new species of plant...

IN HER DEFENSE... it would never survive in the wild because it was designed within a lab setting and not through selective evolutionary modification, but that's who we got the petunia okay? You think that crap was natural?

EHHHH no.

"I know a big word or two... but I can't spell.. so.. you know.. I'm just like everyone else. Flawed." Hands out, a sad expression on her face that is almost certainly for dramatic effect. Her arms lay back across her bent knees as Silk reaches up to remove the shaw covering her face and... blue eyes squint. "Cindy? Wait... Cindy Moon?" Tilting her head slightly one way, then the other, "Oh man! Cindy! Yes.." Cindy was a lil different in her universe.. a few years behind her and Peter, but... She definitely remembers that face! "So we were friends here?" That's an odd thing to say..

But if we've learned nothing? The take away from this is that Gwen Stacy is very odd.

Cindy Moon has posed:
Cindy didn't know that about petunias, or anything else to do with biology. But she can explain in detail the weaving back skate and how to stick handle for the dangle, everybody got their strengths and weaknesses it seems.

But then comes the best part ever, Gwen actually remembers her! She wasn't just a face in the crowd. "Oh my god! You are Gwen!" Cindy cries out in excitment, and leaps at Gwen to embrace her tightly. Because, well, she's alive! And totally not dead. Mad World it is! "What are the odds!? This is so freaky!"

Then something clicks in Cindy's head, and she has to ask, "were you on the field trip to OsCorp? Did you get bit by a glowy spider that looked freaky as hell?"

There's a moment's silence, and then Cindy quips, "I think we should totally cut this short, and reconvene for a catch up, and Labyrinth viewing, agreed?" Offer made, and she waits for confirmation before bailing, because her mind is reeling.

Gwen Stacy has posed:
Gwen wraps Cindy up and laughs at the excitement bleeding off the younger hero, feeding off of it. She didn't know Cindy as well as Cindy knew Gwen, because she's not the Gwen.. It doesn't mean she's any less pleased by how this turned out, though. There's a certain amount of really warm fuzzy that comes from being so thoroughly accept in a Universe that really isn't yours... even if it technically is now?

Such strange.

Such is the web.

"I think you're absolutely right... Masks on. Like Voltron." Motioning with a flick of her finger as she begins to set the mask into place on her face, adjusting it with the palms of her hand so it sits just so over her cheeks and eyebrows.. it's very important for the sensors to read properly.

"My dad lives over in the Bronx. We can swing over there and turn on Labryinth, eat copeous amounts of pizza and doritos.. It'll be a gas.." Grinning behind the white mask, Gwen flips her hood up and steps down off the wall, up onto the ledge.. Hands out as she turns her back to the steet. "Let's go, Cindy Moon.. David Bowie's crotch awaits." Laying backwards over empty space.

No fear in the world of falling.