10849/We Drankin

We Drankin
Date of Scene:	24 January 2020
Location:	Flatbush, Brooklyn
Synopsis:	Peter pops the question to Gwen... a test run to asking Ki- I mean Lockheed.
Cast of Characters:	Spider-Man, Ghost Spider

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Spider-Man has posed:
>Yo, Gee Ess, we should get up

Peter shoots off a text from the roof of the Brooklyn College's bell-tower. Stuck to the brick wall by the pads of his feet, leaning up against it it with his shoulders to keep him from putting too much weight on his legs. The phone is tucked away after a second message is sent out.

> Brooklyn College. I want to show you something.

Head craning back arms resting on his knees which are impossibly close to his chest. Nervousness bubbling up inside him like a volcano ready to errupt.

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen Stacy looks at her phone skeptically. "Gee Ess..." pause "Get up?" pause "Get up to what... is Peter trying to be hip... god help us if Peter is trying to be hip." she starts to tuck her phone back away and look back to her computer there trying to get work in.

Balancing out the needs of being in a band and being a superhero is very hard. Let alone adding in her day job there and trying to balance all three.

Then she pulls the phone back out and looks at the next text. "Okay okay.." talking to herself.

She changes into her uniform and after making sure it is safe (thank you spider sense) leaps out into the night and starts swinging to Brooklyn College. "Wonder if it is the Foot." yeah she is up on the recent Flatbush incident.

It .. .well it is about the time you would expect before she swings onto the campus and starts to look around, palming out here phone to text "Here where?" before swinging over where she is told and landing.

Spider-Man has posed:
> Gee Ess... G.S. Gwen Stacy.

As if reading her mind or realizing that he's not nearly as hip as he thought he was, Peter sends off a quick test to clarify his original text which followed his second complimentary to the first text in informing where he was. The third is precise directions to his current location, specifically.

> Belltower, Gee Ess.

Leaning back watching the shadow of his best friend swinging towards him with a grin beneath his thin mask that has his eyes widening against the rest material. "Sup.." Scooting over to make room for her at the top. "Were you busy? Your text sounded like you were busy... there were a lot of moments of just dot dot dot... dot dot dot... read. dot dot dot..."

Ghost Spider has posed:
She gets the whole text explaining his level of dorkiness there and laughs a bit, but then she is heading to the bell tower with proper directions and all of that.

She lands on the tower sticking to the wall.. roof... well unusual surface there and turning to plant her back against it and look over to Peter.

"Well... I was trying to work on my day job to catch up on the whole hero business so I don't get a horrible annual review.... but I figured it was at least somewhat important.. like a villain .. or super science gone wrong?"

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter's white out eyes of his mask widen dramatically at Gwen when she explains what she was up to at home.. "oh.." Glancing down at something that he's clutching in his hand, that he quickly starts to slid back into a hidden pouch on his belt. "Oh, yeah, absolutely.. It's... Uh..."

Looking around slowly, scanning the courtyard of the college, "A NEW VILLAIN, yeah.. it's... they're made of.. grrrrrassss... Grass. They're.. ma-made out of grass.." Sheepish, coughing into his fist and adjusting on the wall.

"Anyways, I've told you about them, you go on back to work, huh?"

Ghost Spider has posed:
Gwen is not dumb. She watches this whole comedic routine. Maybe it is a dramatic routine. Honestly that part she is not entirely certain about given his constant witty rejoinders and general attitude.

"Bullshit." she notes with mock stern tone.

Then she points down to where he pocketed something there. "Whatcha got."

Spider-Man has posed:
"... lewd pictures of Grass... friend... Gra.. His name is.. I mean I say he, but how do you know if a blade of grass is male or female? Why do we immediately assign male genders to things as a rule? Hey man, what's up guy, Grass man. It's kind of direvitive don't you think?" Peter beats around the bush.

Wide white eyes fixed on Gwen.. his hand slowly retracts from the pouch on his belt, holding a small rounded box with felt covering... which he holds out towards her in an upturned palm.

"There's no grassman, by the way. You looked excited. That's my bad."

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Well... most plants.. grass included... are hermophrodites." yeah she is a biochemist. Figures she would reply to his gendering of grass with SCIENCE.

"Okay. So not a grass super villain.. I am sort of disappointed.. I mean I am pretty sure the only grass villain around is Poison Ivy."

Gwen plucks the box out of his offered hand looking it over. "Did you hear.. I think she took over an Island in the river by Gotham or something..."

Then she is opening the box.

Spider-Man has posed:
"I heard, yeah.." Peter doesn't comment on grass being hermophrodites, he's a Biologist, he knew that, he was making a JOKE GWEN, GAWD. "I heard there's a damn skyscaper tall tree in the center of the island now... be a damn shame if someone dropped a bunch of herbicides." He's being serious, but that's almost exactly what's going to happen.

Environmentally toxic herbicides.

In the box is an engagement ring.

Peter is running his tongue across his teeth, arms laid on his raised knees. "I'm going to ask for 'real real' not just promise ring shit, like... getting married.. I think I'm getting married..."

Ghost Spider has posed:
"Dumping that much herbacide would probably make Gotham's channel even more toxic then it probably already is.. I mean gotham.... there much be something in the water with all the crazy villains .... I mean Scarecrow.. Kiteman... I mean Kiteman!?"

Then she stops and the white of her masks eyes go very wide for several long moments until what you are saying sinks in.

I mean good god Peter don't just go handing a girl a ring box and then say your going to ask for real real...

There is a slow inhale and then she holds the box up and looks it over studying the ring and thne snapping it shut. "Woah.... you're finally proposing to Lockheed?"

Spider-Man has posed:
That's the testosterone in his bring probably. Never would Peter have thought Gwen might think he meant ask her! STILL DOESN'T!

He bobs his head into slow nods, "Yeah... Kitty's going to be broken up about it, I think, but she'll understand my love of small purple dragons cannot be impede by simple genetics or cross species mating." Far be it from him not to run with a joke.

"What do you think?" She's his best friend..

If she told him it was a terrible idea.... well he wouldn't listen, but at least he'd know how she felt right?!

Ghost Spider has posed:
"I think Lockheed will love it." she offers the box back sounding really amused. "So are we having the ceremony here in New York or do we have to go to whatever dimension or planet the groom's family is from?"

Yeah okay she is happy to run with it as well.

"I mean I may be jumping ahead.. he hasn't even said yes yet."

Spider-Man has posed:
"You're definitely jumping ahead... after seeing his response to Kitty's first crush, he might be leaving me for him..." Peter says with a frown behind his mask, "He flew over and nuzzled that dudes neck, right in front of me... that... that dragon lives under my damn roof, eats my cheese poofs... and he has the gaul... THE NERVE..."

Ghost Spider has posed:
Okay that gets her to laugh, thank god she is adhering with spider like strength to the bell tower. She may have to roll up her mask though to wipe her eyes at this rate though.

"Okay... man... who did the traitorous reptile canoozle with.... is he cute?"

Spider-Man has posed:
"Yeah, he aight.." Peter admits with a shrug, comfortable in himself to admit it, "He could touch my butt under the right circumstances... it'd have to be an accident, right? But we both know..." Motioning with two fingers from his eyes, out towards Gwen, and back again.

Ghost Spider has posed:
There is a snicker there from Gwen as she shakes her head "Is he a super hero too... fly on the black jet... work friend?"

Okay now she is just messing with Peter. I mean really how can she help it. It is pretty obvious though.

She reaches over and pops him good natured on the shoulder.

Spider-Man has posed:
"Yeah... I think so? Shit, I don't know. They kind of keep me out of the work relationship stuff at the school... mums the word and all that." Peter puts a finger to his lips over his mask and rocks slightly at the good natured punch of his arm. Which he rubs even if it didn't really hurt.

"Not gonna lie, I came pretty close to getting jealous. Not that Kitty did anything.. she totally didn't, but dude kept looking at her. Which makes sense, right? They're old friends, but still." His wrists drop down on his knees.

"Which is /not/ why I'm doing the preposal thing, for the record. I've had that ring for a few weeks."

Ghost Spider has posed:
I mean yes she can crack concrete but she didn't swing full force. He can also take a Rhino sized beating so it is totally safe good natured fun. Just pop. Hah.

"Well.. I totally believe you." sage nod.

"I am sure she is going to love it.. you need to tell me how it goes and by tell me .. I mean maybe call and tell me vs. making me think we are fighting Poison Ivy or something." she points to her eyes now and then at Peter.

"I really should get back to work though... ping me when you do it we can go get drinks to celebrate"

Spider-Man has posed:
Pete snaps the box out of the air when it's tossed his way and slipped into the pouch on his belt, "Of course I'll let you know, you've got to plan my Bachleorette party." HE SAID WHAT HE SAID. "I'll just text you next time, didn't mean to pull you from work or make you think this was, I don't know, the rest of my life that I wanted to share with my best friend before I took the plung... OH NO, Gwen, never happen again Gwen!" Hands out towards her, voice playfully chastising. "Safe getting home..try not to break up to many muggings. You've got work to do, remember? Jeez, such a procrastinator.."

Ghost Spider has posed:
Another laugh and she peels her mask far enough up to stick her tongue out at him and ttthbbt then pulls it back down. "I'll break up all the muggings I want."

"You're not my supervisor!"

Then she thwips a webline. "Seriously though I am glad you asked me to come out and showed me.. you will do fantastic. I'm sure Lockheed will say yes."

And then she is gone swinging away cackling a bit.