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Peter nodded, hesitantly and carefully picking the girl up. “We’ll just uh- we’ll get out of here, alright?” He knew Oscorp couldn’t be up to any good so they had to escape, fast.
Gwen nodded and buried her head in his shoulder. “I knew you’d…
Gwen closed her eyes. “I’m okay.”
Peter nodded, looking up and realizing they were almost out, the exit up ahead.
Only... a few more... yards-
"Hey!" A security guard shouted, storming towards the pair.
Crap.
Surprise
gwenstacy322
Peter nodded, hesitantly and carefully picking the girl up. “We’ll just uh- we’ll get out of here, alright?” He knew Oscorp couldn’t be up to any good so they had to escape, fast.
Gwen nodded and buried her head in his shoulder. “I knew you’d find me.”
Peter sped walked out of the room, managing to get rather far in a manner of seconds. "How you holding up?" He mumbled, ready to take fight or flight with Gwen if needed, mainly focusing on just getting out of that building.
Peter nodded, swallowing nervously. “Mhm. Yep.” Reasons was a totally legit answer… kinda’.
"Nice to uh- nice to meet cha’, Olive." He tensed as the sirens got closer, giving a nod to her suggestion. "I uh- yeah, I probably should get out of here." A pause. "I’m guessing you don’t by any chance know a good place to hide out around here?" He laughed somewhat nervously but mostly in panic.
Olive’s eyes grew wide. “You’re Spider-Man…” she informed seeming as if her forgot. “Shouldn’t you be able to get away on your own?” she asked, her voice dripping in disbelief. A part of her was thinking to let him get caught. Yet, the other side, the one that still believed a good Spider-man was somewhere in there, wanted to help.
She nibbled her lip. “Go up that fire escape and into the third window from the right.” Olive directed “Its and abandoned apartment, condemned due to conditions, you should be fine until the cops die down.”she nodded. “My dad is the super of this building, so yeah.”
"Spider-man, not the invisible man." Peter responded sarcastically, more lightly than cruelly. "I can swing on webs, not disappear from cops... sadly."
Spider-man gave a nod at the recommendation and began to do just that, pausing halfway up. "Your dad?" So he'd probably be seeing her- crap, the sirens were really close now, no time to debate.
Peter made his way into the window, stumbling slightly and groaning as he gripped his wounded shoulder- no biggie, just... bleeding, not broken or anything... hopefully. Now to make sure this wasn't a trap or... something.
Surprise
gwenstacy322 Peter nodded, hesitantly and carefully picking the girl up. "We'll just uh- we'll get out of here, alright?" He knew Oscorp couldn't be up to any good so they had to escape, fast.
~ olivestraighta started following you ~
Spider-man totally wasn’t illegally climbing down a building with a bag of money in his hand because he of course wasn’t being a little shit too tired to mentally argue with his aggravating symbiote.
…
Alright, maybe he was.
"If I…
In most cases Peter would of laughed and tried to semi-awkwardly start a conversation with the seemingly pleasant other after hearing her joke, however the whole robbing a bank situation made that a bit… difficult.
"I-" Huh. Why didn’t he just put it back? Well… honestly mostly because his symbiote was being a stubborn asshole. "Reasons." Was that possibly good enough? Maybe if he got lucky..? "I’m Spider-man by the way." He mentally face palmed himself at his brilliant starter for small talk at a time like this.
"Reasons"Olive repeated, raising an eyebrow. She could hear sirens going off in the background. Sounding and looking for the once seemingly good vigilante. Olive looked over her shoulder. She just wanted to get home and didn’t want this Spider to blame this heist on her. Cameras would have clearly saw his Spandex.
He then introduced himself and Olive laughed”Noooo, you can’t be Spider-Man”Olive covered her mouth in fake surprise. The sirens got louder “I’m Olive Penderghast ” she introduced. “and I think you should get moving.” Olive advised.
“By the way, I am not the only person who misses the old Spider-Man”
Peter nodded, swallowing nervously. "Mhm. Yep." Reasons was a totally legit answer... kinda'.
"Nice to uh- nice to meet cha', Olive." He tensed as the sirens got closer, giving a nod to her suggestion. "I uh- yeah, I probably should get out of here." A pause. "I'm guessing you don't by any chance know a good place to hide out around here?" He laughed somewhat nervously but mostly in panic.
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
"Oscorp basement lowest floor. Door 27. Hurry Peter please."
Peter blinked, still in shock this was… seemingly Gwen- hopefully this wasn’t one of Mysterio’s tricks or something along that lines of that.
"Wait, what? What are you talking about, Gwen? What’s in Oscorp?" This was sort of freaking him out all things considered- it wasn’t every day you wake up to see your proclaimed to be dead girlfriend alive and well.
"Peter please before they start operating!"
Peter put on his mask, red suit already on, and swung down to Oscorp… he needed to find out what was going on.
The hero went where he was instructed, sneaking by guards and cameras while crawling on the ceiling before getting down to the room he was told to and opening the door.
Gwen laid on a table in the same clothes that she “died” but she was breathing. A small light was shining over her head but the rest of the room was dark.
Peter looked around, semi-clawed hands (thanks to the suit) clenching; this had better not be some sort of sick joke because while the fallen hero and symbiote had an agreement to never kill Peter was willing to let this slide if…
This wasn’t a good idea, he knew he probably shouldn’t be here all things considered but… Peter couldn’t just leave- not without knowing what was going on.
“Gwen..?”
Gwen heard the voice and her body quickly registered it. Peter, the boy she loved. God she hadnt seen him for months, she missed him so much. Gwen slightly opened her eyes. Her body ached but she managed to let out a small moan. Please hear me, Gwen thought. Please Peter.
Peter wasn’t sure what to feel when her eyes opened.
Relief? No, this could be a hallucination or trick… he knew better than to get his hopes up.
Disbelief? Maybe a little, something just seemed off… that was probably just because things like this really didn’t happen every day.
Nothing? Well… yeah, but that was thanks to the symbiote.
"I hear you…"
What was going on?
It took everything Gwen had but Gwen was able to open her eyes fully, turn her head, and say the boys name. “Peter…”
Peter furrowed his brow, suddenly feeling... just- astonished, really.
"Uh- hey." He chuckled quietly, swallowing at that. "Are you okay? I mean- what... happened?"
~ olivestraighta started following you ~
Spider-man totally wasn’t illegally climbing down a building with a bag of money in his hand because he of course wasn’t being a little shit too tired to mentally argue with his aggravating symbiote.
…
Alright, maybe he was.
"If I...
In most cases Peter would of laughed and tried to semi-awkwardly start a conversation with the seemingly pleasant other after hearing her joke, however the whole robbing a bank situation made that a bit... difficult.
"I-" Huh. Why didn't he just put it back? Well... honestly mostly because his symbiote was being a stubborn asshole. "Reasons." Was that possibly good enough? Maybe if he got lucky..? "I'm Spider-man by the way." He mentally face palmed himself at his brilliant starter for small talk at a time like this.
~ olivestraighta started following you ~ Spider-man totally wasn't illegally climbing down a building with a bag of money in his hand because he of course wasn't being a little shit too tired to mentally argue with his aggravating symbiote. ... Alright, maybe he was. "If I give you a bag will you not say anything? Please?" Peter sighed bluntly, rather pissed off he'd gone and gotten himself caught like this even though it was already becoming more so known he was a fallen hero.
Peter hesitated, arms remaining crossed. “Good for you.” He eventually mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and attempting to decipher between his own emotions and the symbiote’s intentions, full attention somewhat warily focused on the CEO. “So… you’re better then?” The...
Peter gave a nod, looking over his back out of habit before taking a few hesitant steps forward, head tilting.
"So what are you doing here anyways?" He questioned curiously. "Do you need a place to stay or something?" The words were more or less forced to be blurted out before he could stop them, Peter mentally face palming himself yet nonetheless deciding he may as well await a reply.
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
"Oscorp basement lowest floor. Door 27. Hurry Peter please."
Peter blinked, still in shock this was… seemingly Gwen- hopefully this wasn’t one of Mysterio’s tricks or something along that lines of that.
"Wait, what? What are you talking about, Gwen? What’s in Oscorp?" This was sort of freaking him out all things considered- it wasn’t every day you wake up to see your proclaimed to be dead girlfriend alive and well.
"Peter please before they start operating!"
Peter put on his mask, red suit already on, and swung down to Oscorp… he needed to find out what was going on.
The hero went where he was instructed, sneaking by guards and cameras while crawling on the ceiling before getting down to the room he was told to and opening the door.
Gwen laid on a table in the same clothes that she “died” but she was breathing. A small light was shining over her head but the rest of the room was dark.
Peter looked around, semi-clawed hands (thanks to the suit) clenching; this had better not be some sort of sick joke because while the fallen hero and symbiote had an agreement to never kill Peter was willing to let this slide if…
This wasn’t a good idea, he knew he probably shouldn’t be here all things considered but… Peter couldn’t just leave- not without knowing what was going on.
“Gwen..?”
Gwen heard the voice and her body quickly registered it. Peter, the boy she loved. God she hadnt seen him for months, she missed him so much. Gwen slightly opened her eyes. Her body ached but she managed to let out a small moan. Please hear me, Gwen thought. Please Peter.
Peter wasn't sure what to feel when her eyes opened.
Relief? No, this could be a hallucination or trick... he knew better than to get his hopes up.
Disbelief? Maybe a little, something just seemed off... that was probably just because things like this really didn't happen every day.
Nothing? Well... yeah, but that was thanks to the symbiote.
"I hear you..."
What was going on?
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
"Oscorp basement lowest floor. Door 27. Hurry Peter please."
Peter blinked, still in shock this was… seemingly Gwen- hopefully this wasn’t one of Mysterio’s tricks or something along that lines of that.
"Wait, what? What are you talking about, Gwen? What’s in Oscorp?" This was sort of freaking him out all things considered- it wasn’t every day you wake up to see your proclaimed to be dead girlfriend alive and well.
"Peter please before they start operating!"
Peter put on his mask, red suit already on, and swung down to Oscorp… he needed to find out what was going on.
The hero went where he was instructed, sneaking by guards and cameras while crawling on the ceiling before getting down to the room he was told to and opening the door.
Gwen laid on a table in the same clothes that she “died” but she was breathing. A small light was shining over her head but the rest of the room was dark.
Peter looked around, semi-clawed hands (thanks to the suit) clenching; this had better not be some sort of sick joke because while the fallen hero and symbiote had an agreement to never kill Peter was willing to let this slide if...
This wasn't a good idea, he knew he probably shouldn't be here all things considered but... Peter couldn't just leave- not without knowing what was going on.
"Gwen..?"
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
"Oscorp basement lowest floor. Door 27. Hurry Peter please."
Peter blinked, still in shock this was… seemingly Gwen- hopefully this wasn’t one of Mysterio’s tricks or something along that lines of that.
"Wait, what? What are you talking about, Gwen? What’s in Oscorp?" This was sort of freaking him out all things considered- it wasn’t every day you wake up to see your proclaimed to be dead girlfriend alive and well.
"Peter please before they start operating!"
Peter put on his mask, red suit already on, and swung down to Oscorp... he needed to find out what was going on.
The hero went where he was instructed, sneaking by guards and cameras while crawling on the ceiling before getting down to the room he was told to and opening the door.
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
"Oscorp basement lowest floor. Door 27. Hurry Peter please."
Peter blinked, still in shock this was... seemingly Gwen- hopefully this wasn't one of Mysterio's tricks or something along that lines of that.
"Wait, what? What are you talking about, Gwen? What's in Oscorp?" This was sort of freaking him out all things considered- it wasn't every day you wake up to see your proclaimed to be dead girlfriend alive and well.
Peter stood to his full height, swallowing and contemplating on whether or not he should stay and chat or make a run- erm- swing for it. The first thing he almost reacted to doing whence to seeing the other was attacking, thanks to his new suit he’d been doing a lot of that...
Peter hesitated, arms remaining crossed. "Good for you." He eventually mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and attempting to decipher between his own emotions and the symbiote's intentions, full attention somewhat warily focused on the CEO. "So... you're better then?" The once-hero questioned, vaguely reluctantly deciding against initiating a fight, head tilting to the side. "Ravencroft managed to help cure you and all?"
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. “Gwen-?!” He questioned, ignoring the fact he’d- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this… was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
"Peter I’m right here!" Gwen called out. She was finally able to visit him. She needed to tell him something. Something extremely important.
Peter swallowed, heart and pulse racing.
What was going on?
"Huh..?" Was the only thing he managed to utter.
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow.
He’d been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that’s why he didn’t sleep much at all anymore.
Honestly? He’d be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
"Peter!"
What the heck..? Peter blinked, looking around both confused and warily. "Gwen-?!" He questioned, ignoring the fact he'd- again- fallen asleep with his now completely red suit on and approaching the other. Was this... was this a hallucination or something..? Or..?
Gwen could only watch as Peter and Harry fought. She was dangling by a web. "Peter!" She yelled as she saw the clock trying to move.
Peter wrenched upwards, eyes momentarily flashing red (a side effect due to Carnage taking over both his suit and occasionally system) as he took a moment to regain himself, breath shallow. He'd been having a lot of these nightmares lately, at least seven every night to be completely honest, and that's why he didn't sleep much at all anymore. Honestly? He'd be willing to practically give up everything to get Gwen back rather than just use the ability of attempting how to learn how exactly to cope with losing her.
