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@moonslks
abugsuit !
“Nah, amigo. Me and Scarab are doin’ great. Like, he told me to eliminate the TA from my coding class and I talked him out of it! That’s progress, right?”
    “  yanno  -  i barely remember the spanish i took way back when,  but wouldn’t it be amiga ? definitely progress,  though.  now you just gotta work on making him not think like that,  period.  ”
kids today
oflove-andwar !
Diana might not have made her promise to anyone outside of her own mind, but that, as far as she was concerned, only made it more binding. After all, there was nobody to hold her accountable but herself. The youngest heroes, the ones just starting out, needed someone looking out for them. That had been brought to her attention more than once, and she was not the sort to ignore a need when it became apparent.
That was why she was out tonight. Not patrolling, not seeking a fight. Just waiting, to see what would come her way. Armed, and armored, of course. She wasn’t foolish, and she wanted to be recognized. She sat on the ledge at the edge of a rooftop, watching the ground below.
A quiet noise behind her betrayed the fact that she wasn’t alone. Without looking back, she called “You’re very good. I almost didn’t notice you were there.”
{ starter :: @moonslks​ }
   with her powers back in motion  -  to the best of her ability,  that is  -  cindy had hopped  RIGHT  on back to patrolling.  and swinging back through the city ? it was thrilling ! she’s lucky that neither miles nor peter are in the area  -  for there’s a chance that she’s actually out here,  talking to herself and making herself laugh.  cindy’s simply just  . . .  so happy ! Â
    and when she sees the woman on the edge of the rooftop,  concern is brought to her;  her silk-senses don’t go off,  so clearly there was no danger.  but curiosity gets the best of her.   “ i mean,  that means you’re good too  -  the fact that you heard me.  or maybe i’ve been rusty since the power swap.  ”
amczingspidermcn !
“Thank god I don’t have to be Cindy Moon everyday. I don’t think just anyone would be up to the task!” Miles replied, offering his friend a wide smile. He understood how helpless she must have felt, which is why his focus was on what she could do without superpowers. Even volunteering changed lives, and they definitely didn’t have time for that when donning masks. “I hope so,” he replied honestly. “I mean, I try really hard to, y’know?” When she started smiling, Miles counted that as a win. “Yeah, like Taco Bell! You want a burrito?” He nodded in agreement, and grabbed his web slingers. “You got, somewhere nice coming up!” He bent down so she could crawl onto his back. “It won’t be long, promise. Only like two minutes, but we gotta sling!”
    “  guess i’m the only one who  can pull me off,  huh ?  ”  and she knows that he’s trying to make her feel better,  which she truly appreciates.  he’s  A FRIEND.  a true one,  not one of those hi-bye ! she gets at work.  and whilst she does appreciate them  -  miles is someone that she appreciates more than that.  he reminds her a bit of her brother,  actually.   “ a burrito sounds  PERFECT !  ”  she uses the edge of a nearby chair to heist herself up,  climbing up onto his back easily.   “ i don’t mind it.  you know i miss  . . .  slinging,  anyways.  it’s a win-win situation here.  ”
thcjackpot !
“We all figure out our worth eventually,” MJ replied, offering her a grin. The truth was that MJ had trouble liking herself, let alone thinking she was absolutely incredible, but she learned to put on a believable facade. “There’s no such thing as being too kind to you, Cindy Moon, she quipped. “Pietro knows I love my friends, he’ll probably just admire the two of us.” He’d never had an issue with her split attention before. “Be right back,” she promised. Easily cutting through the crowd, she returned with a daiquiri for Cindy, and a virgin mojito for herself. “Better?”
     “  you sound like a fortune cookie.  ”  but she’s only teasing the other,  cindy does truly appreciate the words leaving the other’s lips.  it gives her some hope,  that even if things go to  SHIT  -  maybe she’ll find a way to be okay with herself.  cue her eyes squinting playfully,  head tilting to the side.   “ you so sure about that,  mj ? good.  he seems like a really good guy,  pietro.  i like him.  ”  not that mj needed her approval,  but cindy wanted her to know anyways.  a genuine smile on her lips,  as she graciously accepts the drink from her.   “ better  -  thank you,  you’re the best.  ”
friendlyneighborhoodspidernerd !
@moonslks
Peter had never been good at dating. Or even having a crush. He’d lucked into taking Liz to prom, and he was pretty sure that without MJ’s help, he never would’ve gotten the courage to even talk to Gwen (616 Gwen that was), let alone date her. Not that he and Cindy were dating or anything, because they weren’t! They were just… friends.
But then the power swap hit, and he’d basically ghosted. Not just on her, but on everyone. He’d been overwhelmed with Daredevil’s abilities, he hadn’t even thought to text her and tell her where he was. But at least he knew where to find her. “Uh, hi,” he said, smiling sheepishly as she opened the door. “I – um, I mean, I hope I’m not like, interrupting you or your roommate or anything,” he said quickly. “I just. Well. I –” Speech failed him utterly at this point, and he was already starting to turn red. So he just held the awkwardly wrapped, star-shaped gift out. “I meant to give this to you like, actually around Christmas,” he muttered. “But the uh, power swap. It…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “I wasn’t exactly myself,” he said finally, smiling crookedly and weakly. He nodded towards the present. “You said you lost yours, though. So, I figured, even if it’s late, you might still want it?”
    having her powers back has cindy thrilled !  her mood has already been lightened,  the shift was going better,  her friendships were as great as ever.  except for with peter.  well,  it wasn’t really  except  for him;  it’s just that she didn’t really knew where they stood  -  she trusted him,  she thinks he trusts her  -  but he’d been a bit quiet as of late.
     so one could understand cindy’s surprise when she opens the door to find him there.  surprise is written on her face,  head tilting in  . . .  confusion  as she realizes who it is.  but that confusion turns into delight,  as she realizes how  HAPPY  she actually is to see him,  and a smile grows upon her lips.   “  hi ! why don’t you uh,  come on in,  pete ? miles isn’t here,  but he’ll be sorry he missed you.  ”  the door opens wider on her side,  and she takes the star shaped wrapped present in her hands.  cindy fingers it for a second,  before looking up at him,  eyes wide.  is it what she thinks it is ?  “ the power swap was hard on all of us,  peter.  there’s no reason to apologize.  i’m just glad you’re okay.  but  . . .  i didn’t get you anything ! ”  she could make it up to him,  maybe.  didn’t she have some pokemon games lying around or something ? or maybe buy dinner.  she could think of something !
amczingspidermcn !
Cindy was one of his closest friends, and one of his most trusted confidants. She didn’t know the grisly details about why he had left his universe, but at least she knew that he wasn’t from around here. It was a start! In time, he knew he’d tell her more. Miles skipped a beat at her question, and forgot to dance entirely for a minute. Quickly, he recovered, and shrugged a shoulder. “You know Gwen, right? Neither is mine, don’t worry!” He’d been too preoccupied with Spider-Man (and too much of a loser). “So since I’m with you, maybe not a date…?” He replied, cringing. “I don’t know how to clarify that, y’know?”
     “  course i know  gwen.  blonde hair,  romantic eyes,  looks good in a white suit,  a  BEAUTIFUL  human,  if you know what i mean.  ”  and cindy will wink teasingly;  oh,  does she adore gwen ! and she’s totally supporting this,  what it is and may become.  her head shakes,  a small smirk upon her lips.   “ nah,  it can still be a date ! this is a party,  you don’t have to be glued to each other the  ENTIRE  time.  it’s okay to go around talking to friends.  --  but like i said,  just start and end with her,  at the  very least.  and make sure she knows you think she looks gorgeous tonight.  just,  you know ! make her feel  SPECIAL.  ”
the-m3chanic !
“Even before that I had a knack for getting myself into trouble.” Two broken noses – at least – and more than his fair share of broken bones, but he could blame those on Rhodes’ hair-brain schemes in MIT. Everyone thought Tony was the one dragging him into trouble, but the older man had been the ringleader since they were babies, almost. “Oh, well as long as it’ll be an easy hit, that’s all that matters, right?” He was mostly teasing. After all, if he was afraid of pain, he couldn’t exactly be an Avenger, could he?
That being said, he still groaned in pain as he pushed himself up from the floor. He would have been fine in any other room in the Tower or even in Stark Mansion (which was still being renovated), but in the workshop, there was nothing but concrete floors. “Can we define wack?” Tony asked, pushing himself up from the ground. He was too old for this, honestly. “I love surprises, honestly, but the unknown is freaking me out a little right now.”
   she likes to think that she’s  ALLOWED  to be amused by the situation.  she’s powerless  -  so she might as well get something out of it,  right ?   “ i’m just saying !  ” hands go up in mock surrender,  and she’ll shake her head.  cindy’s  DEFINITELY  taken harder hits than falling from the ceiling,  an example being ? swinging from building to building,  and her landings aren’t always the most graceful thing she does.
    “  wack as in  . . .  i can definitely  SENSE  things,  like peter does,  what he calls spidersenses.  it’s just that  . . ..  my  silk-senses  aren’t as accurate to the amount of danger.  one time they brought me to a crying drunk girl outside a club  -  but another time i’ve ignored it,  in fear of another situation like that  -  and well,  lets just say i got a bit bruised from that fight.  ”  she offers her hand,  just to give a little more support.   “ well then,  ask away.  i’ll do my best to answer what i know.  ”
amczingspidermcn !
“I’m definitely gonna thank MJ!” Miles replied without hesitation, playing nudging his shoulder against Cindy’s. As she instructed him on the ways of dance, he began relaxing, and moving to the music less self consciously. He trusted Cindy, and he trusted that no one would judge him when he was with her. “Hey, if you come to this party with someone, and it might be a date, how do you like… know for sure?” He asked abruptly. Gwen was on his mind after all!
    dancing with him was fun,  too !  she trusted miles  -  and therefore,  dancing with him was just easy.  being around him ? easy.  there was no anxiety,  no worries.  just two pals.  and cindy swayed to the music,  nodding as he asks the question.   “ --  . . .  who are we talking about ? i’m not gonna lie miles  -  my personal life isn’t the strongest.  ”  and she’ll shrug,  but she still wants to give him some advice.   “ . . .  it’s a date if you  spend time  with them.  quality time.  and it’s a date if you guys start the night together,  and end the night together.  ”Â
the-m3chanic !
“Oh yeah, I’m the king of taking hits,” Tony muttered, thinking of the many, many times he found himself banging around in a tin can as he plummeted from the sky. Every single occasion led to adrenaline pumping around his body, and it was only when FRIDAY’s interface returned and he was flying once more that he realised the damage that had been done. His nose had been broken more than a few times, there was a patch on the back of his head scarred from the damage that didn’t grow any hair, and his limbs were constantly bruised. “I just don’t particularly like it.” He wasn’t going to say that he didn’t invite it, because he was a super-hero, after all.
Don’t land on your face. That was easy. Cindy moved swiftly, removing him from the ceiling, and Tony promptly dropped towards the floor, going straight for the one place she had told him not to hit, when something happened. His balance improved or instincts kicked in, because he landed in a crouched position, all limbs still attached an unbroken. “That was awesome,” he said with wide eyes, voice nothing more than an awed whisper.
     “  comes with doing that whole avenger stuff,  right ?  ”  she’ll ask,  already cutting away at the now wet webbing.  it’s funny  -  cindy never thought she’d have to deal with this herself  -  most of the spider squad was situated with their powers already.  unless she had kids  . . .  but she was too young to be thinking of that ! and either way,  she wasn’t quite sure if her powers would pass along with the genetics.   “ well,  i can promise you  --  ” and there’s another snip,   “ this will be one of the easier hits you take.  ” Â
      and cue a giggle of amusement ! slender hands move to cover her lips to muffle the sounds.  guess she can say she finally got to see tony stark fall from a ceiling.  dear diary,  how about  THAT  !?   “ you liked that ? wait till you figure out how to swing from buildings.  the noise gets a bit annoying,  but everything else makes up for it.  OH,  and your silk-senses are a bit wack.  so i wouldn’t depend on them too much either.  ”
amczingspidermcn !
As Cindy complained about the potential spillage, Miles held his hands out, took another bite of his chips, and then put the plate down. “Fine, but only because you look so great tonight!” As one of his best friends, Cindy always looked amazing in Miles’s opinion. Once on the dance floor, he swayed from side to side in what he hoped was in time with the bass. “How’s this? You’re a great dancer, Cindy!”
     a wide grin on her lips,  as she takes him further into the dance floor.   “ you can thank  MJ  for that !  she lent me the dress.  ”  cindy,  if anything,  is used to going out;  she made some friends at work,  and now there was weekly clubbing nights.  it was nice,  if a little much.  a laugh escapes her,  she’ll shake her head.   “ now just relax ! you got the beat,  so now just flow with it.  ”
amczingspidermcn !
“No, I mean being here for your friends and helping the people who don’t know how to use their powers.” Miles answered without hesitation, he knew Cindy was capable of helping people who needed it. “A lot of them are really scared, you know? You get what it’s like, you can comfort them.” He laughed at her reply and shrugged a shoulder. “Somewhere nice! Y’know, somewhere better than Olive Garden.” Not that he could pay for a whole lot fancier. “Yeah, I can do that. You wanna go sit on a rooftop? I found this nice one with an amazing view! We can talk and admire the view, yeah?”
     “  well that just comes with the job of being me.  ”  though,  she can’t deny  -  miles  KNOWS  her,  really  knows her.  if anyone knows about her tendency to help others to distract herself,  it’s going to be him,  she’s betting it’d be miles.   “  guess you do know me as well as you say,  hmm ?  ”  dark eyes will enlighten,  she has an easy grin on her lips.   “ oh,  so like  . . .  taco bell,  yeah ?  ”  she’s only joking,  nudging his shoulder a bit.   “ seriously though,  somewhere nice sound ...  nice.  for a lack of better wording.  ”  and she’d help out with costs,  of course.   “ well,  take me there,  miles !  ”
thcjackpot !
“What can I say, Cindy? I’m incredible,” MJ quipped. And Cindy deserved to feel confident and beautiful in her own skin. Although she didn’t know specifics about her history, there was always subtle signs of hardship in people if you knew where to look. “Hey, I will validate you all night,” she said with a warm smile. “You look beautiful, stunning, breathtaking, and eye catching. How’s that?” MJ nodded along with he reasoning. “Then let’s get you a glass!”
     “  you absolutely are,  and i’m glad you see that in yourself !  ”  cindy,  if she’s anything beyond her powers,  is supportive.  especially of other women.  they just deserve so much ! and she knows,  first hand.  a warm flush will spread on her cheeks,  grin growing upon her lips.   “ you’re too kind to me,  what will pietro say ? next thing you know,  he’ll speed over here and start accusing me of trying to steal his girl.  ”  which,  while she loves mj  -  she does have her eyes on someone else.   “ yes,  please !  ”
the-m3chanic !
It made sense, Tony supposed, that the spiders would have varying skillsets. Miles, after all, had an ability to camouflage that Peter didn’t, and now Silk had been revealed to have webs literally spinning out of her fingertips. Although he was stuck on the ceiling, he couldn’t help but wonder as to the science behind all of that – individualised super-powers, leading to heroes that had talents in their own rights, as well as being similar to others. It had near limitless potential, but even Tony Stark knew where his limits were, and human experimentation was something that was almost always destined to go horribly wrong.
“Wait, what?” Tony replied, obviously the only one questioning her requests – Dum-E immediately clicked in response and rolled off to gather what Cindy had requested. “Is that seriously your plan? Cut me down and let me fall? These are concrete floors, kid!”
Tony blinked a few times fast. “Concrete floors,” he repeated, as if she hadn’t heard him properly the first time. “Oh, great. I have durability. Does that mean I’ll only minorly feel it when I land on my face? I can’t break my nose again.” It already had an impressive bump in it, and he doubted Pepper would be won over by another. “Ladder’s in the corner.”
     it’s still something she’s getting used to,  too  ! yeah,  she knew that peter and her were bitten by the same spider  -  but there were so many differences to explore.  it was like  . . .  a video game  ! every day there were new chances to explore her powers and what they could  ( and couldn’t  )  do in the midst of battle.
     “  . . .  pillows  !  ”  she’ll remind him again,  with a shake of her head.  the smaller girl moves towards the ladder,  dragging it to the general area of where tony is stuck,  and throwing the lot of pillows and a few blankets around the area.   “ and you’re  iron man,  i’m sure you take a couple hits -  especially with the extra durability from my powers.  ”  Â
    a shake of cindy’s head as she takes the knife from dum-e,  starting to climb the ladder with the hose in one hand and knife in the other.   “ i mean,  i made it through it easily.  and before i was silk all i did was take hits from hockey.  ”  eyebrows furrow,  she’ll shake her head.   “  . . .  just don’t land on your face,  then.  seriously tony,  it’s only a couple of feet.  with pillows  -  you’ll be fine.  ” Â
mistresscfmagnetism !
Once upon a time, Lorna had loved parties. When everyone was drunk, no one was particularly concerned about a girl with green hair, after all. Since she’d gotten her powers, she’d been a little more hesitant. After all, if someone made her angry she could easily erupt, and that wouldn’t be pretty for anyone. In a way, the Skrulls’ power swap had almost helped her a little bit there; in taking away her powers, they’d allowed her to feel more at ease at the Bugle’s party. So at ease, in fact, that she had a drink grasped firmly in one hand as she made her way through the crowd. She didn’t see the person standing in her path until she’d run into them, spilling her drink down the front of their shirt. “Oh, shit,” she exclaimed, eyes widening at the sight. “I’m so sorry!”
    lucky for her,  she only stopped  by the party at this time to pick up the dress from mj.  she hadn’t changed just yet,  and cindy was actually going to look for the other  -  but either way,  that made the incident a lot less tragic.   “ oh,  that’s gonna be a little bit of a struggle to get out of my uniform,  huh  ?  ”  cindy makes a little face as she looks down at it,  but she’s not mad,  not really  ! now,  if it were her actual clothing,  she might be a bit more annoyed.   “ don’t worry about it  ! i didn’t see you either,  so it’s half my fault too.  ”
thcjackpot !
“Cindy, when have I ever lead you wrong?” MJ asked, sounding vaguely offended by the prospect. “You look absolutely amazing, you deserve to rock this look! You can stand out for one night, babe.” She paused, “But if you feel really uncomfortable, I can run to my car and get a jacket. You should have fun, even if it does insult my sense of style.”
      “  oomph,  you got me there  !  ”  all of the things that mj puts her in,  she usually does look amazing in,  not to pat her own back.   “  no,  no;  it’s fine  ! i just needed some validation.  ”  it wasn’t how much skin that was showing,  either;  she’s shown plenty of skin with versions of her silk suit.  it was just so  . . .  bright  ! something she was not used to.   “ i just gotta get used to it;  besides,  i’m sure it won’t matter a glass in,  anyways.  ”
cftorch !
The voice was familiar, though it took Johnny a moment to place it. He hadn’t thought much about his experience at the coffee shop, but it had clearly been weighing on the barista’s mind a little. He smiles at the apology, waving a hand and shaking his head quickly. “Hey, no worries,” he assured her, easy smile stretching across his face. “You wanted to go home, I get that. Nobody likes staying late on a shift, right?” He got it, even if it wasn’t something he had much experience with, thanks to his… unconventional job path. (He definitely couldn’t get away with calling drag racing a career; Sue would kill him for the thought alone.)
     and it’s a bit of her own doing,  wanting to stray from the crowd,  be a little closer to an opening;  it all for her own comfort.   “ i mean,  i was being pretty shitty at first but  . . .  if you say so  !  ”  cindy agrees with a nod,  arms crossing in front of her.   “ yeah,  i was pretty tired,  moody,  and annoyed;  the combo that no one wants to do customer service during.  i probably shoulda just called in.  ”  but she’s  still poor  most of the time,  and needed the extra cash.
