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@bcdkitty - greeter/plotted

There he was. Like he usually was, standing on a rooftop. Patrolling the city. Scouting for any trouble. It was hard to believe he had been doing this for eight years now. How time flew by-- SPIDER-SENSE! He turned, someone had landed on the rooftop behind him.. Dressed up in quite a way.. Were they cosplaying a certain DC comics character right now? Who knows! “Were you trying to sneak up on ol’ Spider-Man!? And what are you up to? What’s up?”

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There was no rest for the wicked, or so they said. At the very least, it was true for them. There were no shortage of thugs and criminals on the streets of New York that needed handling. They patrolled the streets, looking for people who might need their help. 

A woman cornered by three large men certainly fit that description.

As one of the men moved to hit her, Eddie shoved himself in the way, pressing the woman against the wall. The punch landed against his back. Even as he turned to face them, inky black tendrils began to wrap around him. He turned to face the men, grinning now with sharp teeth.

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"

Except, of course, that he was actually quite a bit larger than them.

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                    ♙   ❝     I WOULD SAY   i wouldn’t be causing an issue but   . .   just   letting you   do whatever it is you are while i   WATCH   i suppose is   accessory.     ❞ the osborn muses, watching felicia with relative interest   ;   mainly in what she was   AFTER.

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Katherine’s head jerked up as she stepped back into her lab, and found a woman standing there in the dim light by her private terminal. The whole building had been shut down for the night, and this section of Brock Industries she’d personally locked down before she left.

She was the only person who should be here, which meant...

There were a lot of reasons someone could be here, and none of them good. There was far too much she was working on; technology reverse engineered from alien concepts she’d been picking at with Sleeper. 

“I suggest you leave, I don’t know how you got in here. I don’t care why you’re here, as long as you put down whatever you’ve picked up, and get out of my building,” she said, her voice steeling as she marched forward towards the stranger, flicking the lab’s lights on.

Sleeper was on her body, masquerading as plain turtleneck and rather comfortable black pants, and she quietly urged him to stay that way. She would handle this, either the thief left peacefully and they followed her as necessary.

Or she’d handle this personally.

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Oh, fuck,” she groaned. Her left shoulder was aching. She felt absolutely miserable. Would she have to go to the hospital? She hated going there. “Is there any chance you’re a licensed medical professional? Or even that you’re good at sewing?”

“No.” He was definitely not a medical professional, but they’d done this a few times, too. “Hold still, need to get the bullet out.” 

As he took hold of her shoulder, his other shifted, long tendrils winding around her arms and beginning to carefully probe the bullet wound, working to find the bullet and get it out. 

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             ♙ ❝     felicia   --    ??    what’s going on    ??      ❞

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Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve.

New Years Eve was, most likely, a good night for her. Lots of parties, lots of people distracted, lots of nice goodies left unattended. It was pretty much by chance that he caught sight of her on the rooftop, getting the skylight of some expensive and fancy gallery open. He dropped down behind her, his other pulling away from his face and head as he reached out to grab her gently by the arm. 

“Really? Can’t enjoy the new year like everyone else?” 

He generally wasn’t too concerned about art theft, but he’d come to learn that where Cat went, there was usually some sort of fuss to follow. Probably robbing one of Kingpin’s places again. He didn’t know off the top of his head who owned the gallery. 

The sound of fireworks stole his attention for a second, his eyes darting away from her to make sure they were just fireworks and not something more problematic. When he turned back, he was met by soft lips pressing against his own. 

And then she was gone, taking advantage of his distraction to slip out of his grip and off the roof, leaving Eddie just standing there, with the mixed feeling of amusement and just a touch of jealousy from his other.