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timeisluck) wrote2014-09-28 01:54 pm
timeisluck) wrote2014-09-28 01:54 pm
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[ psl ] a day in the life
Gwen Stacy likes to pride herself in being the best girlfriend in the world.
Or at least on this side of New York City, where she is currently leaving her Oscorp internship for the day. She hasn't been deterred in the least from continuing her work term, preferring to go on as though her mentor hadn't just turned into a giant lizard only a little more than a month ago.
In fact, maybe it's even more important that she does continue her work at Oscorp - so that she can keep an eye on things for Spider-Man, and so she can find a new mentor, someone else to give her a glowing reference letter and recommendation to whatever school she wants to go to after the year ends.
That's something she hasn't quite made a decision about. Before Peter, she considered Oxford and Cambridge, but things are a little different now. It's not a bad thing but her plans now require a little more care and a little less impulse.
In any case, she's on her way to the subway station when she passes a TV playing (loudly) in a cafe-diner announcing the latest exploits of her (she'll never grow tired of the thought) boyfriend webslinging across the rooftops in pursuit of some new chaos-mongering culprit.
"Increased sightings of Spider-Man continue to bring up the question of police authority over the protection and well-being of New York's citizens. The opinions are split, with those who believe in the masked arachnid and those who think he's more of a danger to the city than what he claims to be.
"But is he a hero or a menace?
"More after this short break."
Gwen rolls her eyes, and continues on when she hears the familiar sound of sirens. A fleet of police cars suddenly wail by at mach speed, whipping the interested heads of random passersby.
Well, where there are sirens, Spider-Man is sure to be too.
She half-considers going home anyway; after all, she's got a lot of work to do ... but Peter's been doing a lot more people-saving than studying lately, and she's allowed to be concerned.
She might be able to help him a little, from the outside of course, and leave the rest to the police. That is what they're there for.
She bites her bottom lip and speeds up her pace, following the sirens.
Or at least on this side of New York City, where she is currently leaving her Oscorp internship for the day. She hasn't been deterred in the least from continuing her work term, preferring to go on as though her mentor hadn't just turned into a giant lizard only a little more than a month ago.
In fact, maybe it's even more important that she does continue her work at Oscorp - so that she can keep an eye on things for Spider-Man, and so she can find a new mentor, someone else to give her a glowing reference letter and recommendation to whatever school she wants to go to after the year ends.
That's something she hasn't quite made a decision about. Before Peter, she considered Oxford and Cambridge, but things are a little different now. It's not a bad thing but her plans now require a little more care and a little less impulse.
In any case, she's on her way to the subway station when she passes a TV playing (loudly) in a cafe-diner announcing the latest exploits of her (she'll never grow tired of the thought) boyfriend webslinging across the rooftops in pursuit of some new chaos-mongering culprit.
"Increased sightings of Spider-Man continue to bring up the question of police authority over the protection and well-being of New York's citizens. The opinions are split, with those who believe in the masked arachnid and those who think he's more of a danger to the city than what he claims to be.
"But is he a hero or a menace?
"More after this short break."
Gwen rolls her eyes, and continues on when she hears the familiar sound of sirens. A fleet of police cars suddenly wail by at mach speed, whipping the interested heads of random passersby.
Well, where there are sirens, Spider-Man is sure to be too.
She half-considers going home anyway; after all, she's got a lot of work to do ... but Peter's been doing a lot more people-saving than studying lately, and she's allowed to be concerned.
She might be able to help him a little, from the outside of course, and leave the rest to the police. That is what they're there for.
She bites her bottom lip and speeds up her pace, following the sirens.
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There's a cluster of police and the Mafia and probably superhuman villains amongst innocent bystanders and civilians, and he's worried about her hair?
(No, she gets that he's trying to lighten the mood and she appreciates it.)
She steps towards him, still amazed in her own way that she is standing here with Peter Parker who is actually Spider-Man (and vice versa), and that this? This is his life.
And this is her life.
"Okay. I'm ready."
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Yes. Her hair. He likes it like it is, perfectly neat and orderly. It is not going to maintain its style by the time they make it the few blocks they need to the bridge. Oh sure he can warn her about the mobsters and the gunfire and the obvious danger, but he's done that already. This is a terrible plan but apparently it was going to happen and they were going to have to figure it out as they went.
He considers demanding she start wearing bulletproof armor if she intends to sit in on anything else, but he doesn't have time. Neither of them do. She steps closer and he puts an arm around her, waiting for her arms around his neck. "Just hold on, I won't let you go." A quick warning, before the zip of the web slinging out and then them lifting off the roof into the air.
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She holds on to him, arms wrapped tight as they're lifted off the ground, the only thing supporting her being Peter's grip and the thin but incredibly strong biocable that makes up Spider-Man's webbing.
She can already feel her ponytail beginning to loosen, just as he'd predicted, but she looks ahead for where she needs to land. The bridge's maintenance tower.
"There -" she says.