fallers_rpg | Brooding on a rooftop

Spider-man is up late tonight, it seems. Something on the radio had him crawl out of his window and take a seat near the museum so he could watch over it. It must have been a false alarm but he's out here anyway, why not just chill in the evening air?

"Everything seems quiet tonight, Peter. You should be able to head back now." Karen tells him in her usual somewhat soothing tone of voice. Or maybe that's just how it sounds to him. He lets out a sigh and pulls off his mask before running his hands through his hair.

"Really, there's nothing?" He glances down at Shelob who just offers a shrug. It was good there wasn't a whole lot of crime, he guessed but now how was he supposed to distract himself on bad nights? He lets out another sigh and pulls his mask back on.

"Hey Karen, what time is it?"

"It is now three fourteen, AM. You have school in approximately six hours. It is recommended that you get some sleep."

"Right. Sleep." Peter shakes his head, knowing that isn't going to happen. "Really, there's absolutely nothing on the radar? No one that needs Spider-Man's help?"

"Everything is peaceful at this time. You should head to bed soon."

"Spina." Shelob agrees. Peter ignores them both and just sits with his legs hanging over the edge of the roof.

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"Whaa!" Peter lets out a startled yelp and jumps nearly a foot as he was not expecting company. The buzzing from his sense hits and then he looks over at the Mecha. How did she-they?? Sneak up on him?

"Uh. I'm not brooding. I'm on patrol. That's all."

"There is nothing to patrol. It is Three eighteen in the morning. You have School in five hours and forty-two minutes." Karen feels the need to remind me.

"Yeah, I know that. Shut up Karen."

"Sure you are. And you just happened to be emulating the hunched over thinking really really hard pose that looks an awful lot like brooding pose," said Peni, flipping over and landing before pocketing her webshooters into her skirt.

SP//dr sat down on the rooftop as well. "What's on your mind Peter? You know it's not good to lose sleep even if you can't sleep. Spider Metabolism's not going to function if you lose too much sleep every night."

She offered him a handful of candy. "Here, it's calories, but you're going to need it if you're going to stay up but that's probably a bad idea. Miles tried staying up all night one time, and he was dead on his feet the next morning. ... and then we fought Scorpion twice in one day."

Well, he sure can't say no to candy. He takes some and then pulls his mask off. It's late and they're up high enough, probably no one will see his face.

"Thanks, but I think I'd rather-" He gives her a look about her example and just shakes his head. "I'll be okay. I just don't sleep much-I haven't since even before the bite."

"I get that." said Peni as she munched on a caramel. "Did I ever tell you about Miles?"

"He's one of the newest Spiders," said Peni. "I met him just a day after he became Spider-man actually. His Peter... died actually, passing on the torch to him. He was scared, panicked. He didn't know what to do, but when he saw that the world needed Spider-man, you know what he did?" Peni smiled. "He went into a store... bought a Spider-man costume two sizes too small, put it on in the bathroom, and went to fight crime."

"Gosh he was bad but... he's a great Spider-man. There's others you know. Gwen, Noir, Ham... Ham got bitten by a radioactive Pig. That's pretty wild you know?"

Peni giggled as she chewed on another chunk of candy. "The point is, they took care of themselves. Learned to take care of themselves. Even grumpy old Noir who fights Nazi's and survives on Egg Creams. And Peter B. Who has, well..." She poked Peter in the stomach. "One of those, but thicker. Self care's important Peter, especially for a Spider. You getting what I'm saying?"

Is this what he sounds like when he tells a story? He's pretty sure it is, he just opens his mouth and words come out. Maybe in the morning he'll feel a little more cheerful. He hopes because the brooding mood needs to go away.

"That is an awful lot to take in." He just says after a moment, his tone contemplative.

"It's nothing. Well, I mean it's not. I just. It's something I don't talk to anyone about. At all. Not Ned, Not MJ Not Mr Stark, Not Jenny, and not other Spiders. No one. As far as I'm concerned I'd like to pretend it didn't even happen. I'll go back mostly normal in a few days, I'm sure."

"It's a long time to be brooding though Peter," said Peni. "You know... there's a solution for something like this."

Standing up, she stretched her arms over her head and said, "Yeah, Peter B did this for us the last time we got together in Miles' world. C'mon, follow me."

Getting into SP//dr, she gestured to him. "C'mon! Follow! You'll enjoy this." Casting a web, she swung off towards the main part of the city towards the part of the city that was still light with life.

He just lets out a sigh and scratches his head through his curls. "Yeah, I guess it is." He admits that she's right about his brooding. It is a long time for it but what else is he supposed to do? It wasn't as if he could ask to be put into therapy and if he did he'd have to explain why. Also trust someone else with his identity.

He needed to get over this... whatever this was and soon. He watches her a moment, trying to figure out what she has in mind because how could she know what he'll enjoy? Just because she's another Spider-Person doesn't mean she knows him, does it? He glances down at Shelob to see what she thinks.

"Spina." She tells him encouragingly, obviously wanting him to go.

"Yeah, yeah, alright." He gets to his feet to follow.

Brooding on a rooftop

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