Lost Spirits [Closed]
starter for drinkinwithskeletons
★— Steve had been hovering around the mansion for the longest of times, trying to find out what was going to happen next and what Superior Iron Man's next moves would be. Perhaps even in death he kept his mind preoccupied because he didn't want to dwell on what had happened to him, because it had hurt him far too much.
Admittedly in the first few hours of being dead he just sat there staring at his wide-eyed corpse and watching Tony's reaction before he covered him up in his lab, trying to swing one or two punches at the man that had put him in that situation but his hands just going through him. He had yelled, screamed, cried and yet it did no good in the slightest. When Tony had left the lab he found himself trying to follow, but moving wasn't as simple as it was back then. It was as though he were chained and tied to the house, eventually though he managed to break free, but he was severely lagging behind Tony at that point.
He knew that most likely Superior would be making its way to people he knew, and there was no one that knew a symbiote better than Spider-Man himself. Steve 'ran' out into the streets, looking around before trying to search for Peter. He would search the whole city if he needed to; running though people frantically. If he could give him a message somehow...
