She has no clue what the fuck is going on. Falling through a portal and spat out the other end, Angie tumbles forwards and barely manages to land on her feet, letting out a surprised breath as frantic gaze flickers across the city– FAMILIAR…but not quite. There’s something obviously different– where the hell is she?! She figures she might be able to get a better look from somewhere up high, so in a moment’s time, she’s pushing herself towards a rooftop, landing with a light thud.
“Where the hell am I?” She murmurs underneath her breath as she pulls off her mask, before dark gaze lands right on another, a crackling noise followed by sparks, before the guy in another suit is FALLING. “Woah! Holy shit!– are you alright?!” Leaning over the rooftop, she tries to get a look at him, completely forgetting that her mask is still clutched in her hand. “Are you okay?!– uh, GUY?!” Might as well make her way down there.
Aw crap. . . call me one-brain-cell Parker ‘cause I’m jus-- Gaze cast upward, suit-optics narrow; lips pursing in slight suspicion. ❝No, no, no, yeah totally I’m-- Hey wait!❞ Eyes roam warily over the other. Homemade-suit, maskless face, wait. . . were there glasses under there? Head tilting, the kid can do little more than stammer as he scrambles to his feet, ❝Wha’, where-- you jus’-- and. . . and then the--❞ Hands gesturing vaguely to the girl- Peter all but incoherent. ❝Dude, you just got barfed out of a space hole!❞
Senses send ripples along his spine the closer he steps. Slight chill as the hair along his neck stands on end. Wait, Peter Tingle? Peter had always been pretty aware of alternate universes, different dimensions- in theory of course. (Never really considering the possibility that any of them would be real.) This is CRAZY-- this is, God! This s’ insane!
Excitement blooms in his chest, and for a moment the spider even forgets he’s just robbed the entire street of its power. Voice cracking, Peter chirps, ❝I’m-- I’m Spider-Man and you. . . you’re like me? Right? You’re um--❞ Practically vibrating, a grin finds itself on the boy’s lips. ❝Oh my god! You! You--❞ A pause. ❝Y'know you've uh, got your mask off. . .❞