8664/ANOTHER Spider-Man

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ANOTHER Spider-Man
Date of Scene: 13 November 2021
Location: King's Landing Scrapyard
Synopsis: Spider boys get together with Susan and hang out over pizza.
Cast of Characters: Susan Sullivan, Miles Morales, Peter Parker




Susan Sullivan has posed:
    In the middle of King's Landing, dressed in unseasonably warm clothes, a woman uses a store-bought dowel like a quarterstaff. With eyes closed, she lets out nonverbal vocalizations as she practices her martial arts. Her movements alternate between fast and slow. Some of them prove that her body is almost unnaturally flexible.

Miles Morales has posed:
     A figure that hasn't been in King's Landing much recently enters the junkyard, blended into the background as he does his best to keep the place secret. He hears the sounds of somebody exercising, and moves that way. Stopping atop a random piece of twisted metal, possibly the aftermath of a superfight somewhere in the city, possibly even one Spider-Man was part of. He just observes the unfamiliar person for a time before uncloaking, and clearing his throat to draw their attention. Assuming that works, he waves their way. "Hey there! Nice to meet you. I'm Shadow-Spider. Don't think we've met before."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    The woman doesn't react with any surprise at all as he makes himself known. She does, however, open her eyes and wave. "Hi!" she says. "I expected Spider-Man was sneaking up on me, but you're not him. Come closer, I don't bite." She leaves her dowel upright. It stands, dutifully balanced as she walks to a nearby backpack and coat. She picks up the coat and swings it around herself, putting it on. She pulls gloves from a pocket and slips those on before pulling a stocking cap out and putting that on. Now she almost looks dressed for the weather!

Miles Morales has posed:
     Shadow-Spider crosses the distance between them with a graceful leap, landing not far form the now fully dressed woman, ending up in the typical spider-crouch as he studies her curiously. "Nope, not Spider-Man. At least not currently. I've used the name bfore, but it gets confusing when you have multiple people with the same name so I changed it annnd I'm rambling. Sorry about that!" He stands up finally, and offers a hand. "Nice to meet you. Seems like you're part of our little family? At least that's what I'm seeing through these." He taps one of the eyes on his mask.

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    The woman shakes his hand. "It's nice to meet you," she says. She taps her temple with her left hand. "I opted for the contact lens version. Even if you didn't show up on that, you definitely smell spidery. I could have picked you out as one of us, as it were, a ways off." She concludes, "I'm Susan."

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles and Susan were standing in the middle of King's Landing in the training yard talking together. The younger Spider smiles, the expression able to be made out from the shifting of his eyes. "Susan huh? Well, happy to have you around. Have you known the others for long?" He crouches briefly then leaps again, this time backwards in flip as he lands on one of the higher points nearby. It just felt more comfortable being up a lot of the time.

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan watches him leap, then climbs up the quarterstaff dowel to stand on the top as securely as she would stand on the ground. Now at his eye height again, she looks at Shadow-Spider calmly. "Is the floor lava?" she asks dryly, raising an eyebrow.

Peter Parker has posed:
A text message suddenly appears in the group channel for Spider-Comm:

<Good evening, ladies and germs! New York's superheroic answer to Rodney Dangerfield is free for the afternoon. Anything going on that could use the 21st Century's Unknown Comic?>

Spider-Man seems to be quite upbeat today...

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles nods back to her and says seriously, "Yes. It is. Watch out. Also, avoid stepping on any cracks unless you don't care about your mothers back." He feels the hum of his phone, and pulls it out of.... wherever it is Spiders hide things in those outfits. He can't help but grin briefly at the text, fingers quickly blurring over the screen as he types back with the adroitness of a modern teenager.

<In the Spider-Lair with Susan. :) Nothing bad has happenned in at least five minutes, so come on by and lets see if double Spider-Luck can fix that.>

     His head raises again after that. "Anyway. Sooo. Do you have a name you use when out dealing the baddies? Or do you just go by Susan? Well. I guess it's possible you don't do that sort of thing, but seems unlikely if you're hanging out here..."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    "I don't know," Susan says. "I've not been Susan again for very long. I suppose I could go back to hiding my face like when I was a monster, but." She brings up an invisible interface and fakes typing on the air in front of her.

<Spider-Man, yes, please come. You two can hold the web and I can jump rope with it.>

    She lowers her hands to her sides and says, "Right now, I'm still working on getting things together. I kind of want to go on some crusades to destroy undead."

Peter Parker has posed:
<NEVER TEST THE LUCK. Anyway, I'm inbound, ought to be there in a couple of minutes. Want me to pick up some White Castle?>

Well, he WAS in Brooklyn...

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan went back to typing on her imaginary keyboard.

<LITERALLY anything else. Seriously, a thousand food vendors, we're in New York City with the best pizza in the world, and you want to get the worst burgers I've ever tasted?>
<They must taste good to spiders...>

Miles Morales has posed:
<Why are you even asking? Of course.> Maybe it does taste better to spiders. <Or whatever if Susan wants something else. I'm not picky!> He looks up at Susan. "Soooo. Back to being Susan. Uh. Would be okay if I asked what you mean by when you were a monster...?" Though he doubts it'll be weirder than other things he's seen before. He hangs out fairly regularly with a talking dog! "I can't say I've seen a lot of undead hanging around though."

Peter Parker has posed:
"GHCK!!!"

Someone just HAPPENED to be near the White Castle when they see Spider-Man swing in, his head suddenly snapping forward mid-tumble, and suddenly he is all hands and feets and limbs akimbo as he tries to shift his paradigm on the fly.

He is able to keep from augering into the place, but just barely misses it as he swings off.
A quick virtual dial to a pizza-by-the-slice joint north of Brighton, and he is back in business.

"Uhm...make if FIVE minutes, then...>

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan raises that eyebrow again. "Are you sure you want to know?" she asks. "I don't want to give you nightmares, especially on an empty stomach." A quick type.

<I will love you forever if you get pepperoni and pineapple.>

Peter Parker has posed:
<...Uhm...okay?>

It truly says something about his life when Susie used to be a jiangshi and absorbed life essence from other people and her choice of toppings was the weirdest thing about her.

<Okay, two slices of that...coming right up. Shadow, how about you?>

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles nods his head. "Yeah. After saying that,I can't help but be curious." He smiles over at her. "Whatever it was, it seems like you got past it anyway."

<Uhh. Pepperoni, mushrooms, black olives. Thanks man. ::@@:: Spiderbump!>

Peter Parker has posed:
Whoo, boy. Okay.

Five minutes later, Spidey was lighter by most of his petty cash but heavier with six slices of huge pizza, made to order.

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    "I did," Susan says with a nod. "It took a goddess and my losing everything I own, but I definitely got through it." She looks around. She points in a direction. "There," she says. "Ooh, I know that place," she adds with a smile. She turns back to face Shadow-Spider. "We're about to get some good pizza."

Peter Parker has posed:
And Spidey doesn't waste any time getting there. He swings in low, JUST clearing the razorwire topping the fence, landing in such a way that he decelerates without shifting the toppings on the pizza slices.

Because science has MANY practical applications even outside the lab.
He smiles to Susan and Shadow as he opens the red "hot box" he got from the pizza joint a few years ago and put out six single-slice boxes, each one with the toppings on it in pizza-dispatcher shorthand.

Eat hearty. Glad to see you around, Shadow. Hope life's treating you okay."

Miles Morales has posed:
     That causes Miles's brows to shoot upwardfs. A Goddess? Okay, he hasn't really run into a lot of those. "I...see. Seems like it's quite a story. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to of course. But I'm definetly curious." He glances in the direction she points, not seeing anything. "Yeah? You must have good eyes or something."

     And then a familiar figure ocmes swinging into view! "Hey Spidey. Good to see you. Thanks for picking up the pie." He steps over to the other spider, going in to give him a brief one-armed hug... and trying to stealthily slip the money for his slices into Peter's pocket. He knows he wouldn't take it if he just offered it to him. Succesful or not, he then takes two of the boxes, tugging his mask up just enough to expose his mouth and taking a bite. "Mmm. That is good."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan lets her balance waiver. She remains upright as the dowel begins to tilt. She lands from about six feet up with minimal effort. The dowel seems to bounce up. She catches it. Opening the boxes offered to her, she smiles and looks up at Peter. "Now you've done it," she teases him, playfully. "Gotta deal with me loving you forever, now. I did warn you." She picks up a slice and takes a big bite. She closes her eyes and lets out a hearty, "Mmmm," of pure enjoyment.

Peter Parker has posed:
"I dunno, Suze. I never could handle pineapple on pizza, but I don't judge anyone based on pizza toppings."
Spidey chuckled. Women were always going to be at least one step ahead of him, IQ or no IQ. But Susie was a good person, and he felt good when he saw her eating.

The rapturous look she had when she look a bite of Aunt May's award-winning apple pie was of the Good Memories. It was nice to offset all of the Bad Memories with SOMETHING.

When Miles slipped him the funds, he sorta figured it out before it happened, but it kept him from having to go hat-in-hand later about it.
He stepped back to look at Shadow. "You're looking good. How's the superheroing biz?"

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles's brows twitch, and he says to Peter with a little smirk, "Another woman declaring her eternal love for you. Somebody you have to explain how you manage that." He takes another bite of his pizza. "Even if it's somebody who likes pineapple on their pizza." He settles back down into a comfy crouch while he ate, head tilting as he looked up at the original Spider-Man. "Oh, you know. It's been going. Trying to keep busy. Ran into Shocker the other day." He didn't feel the need to elaborate on that because, well... it was Shocker. "How how you? Still upholding Truth, Justice, and the New Yorker way?"

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan smirks. "Don't mangle it," she says to Peter. She turns to the other spider and says, "I have a massive crush on the guy under the mask. Being alive has only turned my hormones back on so that makes sense." She continues to eat her pizza. "Oh, hey," she says toward Spider-Man, "I'm kind of apartment-sitting for a friend of mine, but do you know somewhere I could crash when my welcome wears out? I mentioned to you that I lost the van."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey hmmed. He had a feeling that Aunt May might be open to renting out the spare room, but she might still be a little attached to what used to be Uncle Ben's "rumpus room." You know, where he could whittle and fly-tie to his heart's content.

"Well...there's one place, but I think the owner's not ready to rent it out yet." He hmmed. "Well, I could see if anyone in my neck of New York City might have a room for rent."

Then another thought comes up, and he pauses before continuing, "...I could also ask Supergirl. She is a member of the Titans and...well, I dunno, their Tower in Metropolis might have one or more spare rooms. I can check with her and see if they could take you in. You'd be around other people with special gifts, places to train, etc. Want me to follow up on that?"

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles lets out a long, dramatic sigh at Susan's words. "Yeah, that seems to happen a lot for some reason. I always heard that girls liked the bad boys. Which would explain why I remain perpetually painfully single, but doesn't explain him." Another bite, the youngest(maybe) Spider chewing thoughtfully. "Mmf. I can ask around too. But my circle of contacts isn't as big as Spidey's yet. So don't expect much from it. Hope you find someplace soon, though." His mind flashes to ONE group he's touched on the fringe of... but they don't seem like the sort you ask for a room with.

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    "Not one of you has offered too sleep on your sofa to let me take the bed," Susan says. She tisks a few times. "Spider-man," she says, holding up her slice she's working on. "You get a by because you're adorable and you bought me pizza, a date food. Shadow," she says, moving her gaze to the other. "You have a cute voice, but that's all you've got goin' for ya. Also: Haven't bought me pizza." She shoves another big bite into her mouth and makes another blissful, "Mmmmm," as her eyes close.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey is blushing under the mask. A little bit of embarrassment, a little bit of regret.
"Well...I'm not the one who owns the house I live in, so I can't speak for her unless I talk to her about it, Susan..." The gee-whiz toe-scuffing tone in his voice suggests it is far better for him to seek permission than ask forgiveness. "I will have to ask first before committing, Suze."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan's smirk fades and she puts her pizza in the box as she moves to Spidey. She wipes her hand thoroughly before putting it on his suit. "Hey," she says, compassion in her voice. "Don't sound like that, you're breaking my heart. I'm just teasing you, okay? Playing around."

Miles Morales has posed:
     Miles binks at Susan a few times. "Uhh. Well. I mean. I don't have much room in my place. And...well. We did just meet." He nervously drums his fingers on his knee, glancing between the two. The follow-up from Susan makes him relax some. "Oh. Right." He takes another bite of pizza, then there's a quiet buzzing. His phone is produced again, and he frowns a little as he reads it. "Well... I did enjoy meeting you, Susan. I want to hear your story next time. And it was good seeing you again Spidey. But I have to head out. There's something I need to take care of." He gives Susan a wave, then offers a fist to Spidey. Then, he'll grab his other pizza slice box and quickly hop out of the junkyard.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey fistbumps Miles, but his attention is on Susan. He does look to Shadow-Spider and nod to him. "You need help, sing out. Someone will be there to help."

He looks back to Susan. "Sorry...I guess I'm something of a soft touch. Goes with the territory, I guess. When nearly everyone I meet needs help and I can't help them even if I want to...I guess I'm never going to get a thick skin in that respect. Maybe I don't want one."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    "Nice to meet you, Shadow," Susan acknowledges with a quick glance and a nod to Miles. She returns to meet Spidey's gaze. "You're very sweet," she says. "I really like you, partly BECAUSE you're so sweet. May I hug you, Spidey?"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey gives a wry smile. "Okay...friends hug, after all."
Besides, having to deal with her former problem getting so close to people causing more problems the closer she got, he could understand. "No grabbing my butt, though."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    "I don't like you like that," Susan says, hugging Spidey in a big, tight bear hug. "I like who you are," Susan says quietly as her face is next to Spider-man's ear. "You're a great man, Peter."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sighs. "Thanks, Susan. I'm willing to settle for being a good man, though." He smiled wryly to her. "You're a good person, Susan. And I think you have a lot to offer any crimefighting operation." He took a deep breath and stepped out of the hug, regarding her. "If you want to live a normal life while doing that, though...I think you may need a codename. And a costume."

Susan Sullivan has posed:
    Susan looks down at herself and touches her own face as she takes a step beyond away from the hug, for Peter's comfort. She picks up her pizza again and takes another bite. "I'm okay with that," she says. "Right now, I have a fresh start, I wouldn't want to ruin that by doing something stupid."