10999/A New York Evening Like Any Other

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A New York Evening Like Any Other
Date of Scene: 06 February 2020
Location: Atop a New York high-rise
Synopsis: Kitty and Peter meet for a skyscraper-top dinner and discuss patrolling together.
Cast of Characters: Shadowcat, Spider-Man




Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty had gotten back from the school and taken Jester for a run and a game of fetch. Back home again, she showered, then texted, figuring Peter was probably out on patrol.

> I've got a couple of subs. Meet you up on top of the Ajax Building on Fifth?

She pulled on her coat then, giving Jester a pet and opening the window for Lockheed after turning on his image inducer. Looking like a big raven, he flew out, while Kitty closed and locked the window then headed out via the door. Lest the super see her phasing out through the wall.

She headed down the streets toward the aforementioned building, checking her phone for replies. If Peter was busy, she had an errand to run that way. But if he replied, then she can head into the building and on up the stairs and phase through the door to the roof.

Spider-Man has posed:
It wasn't necessarily a slow day, but it was kind of trickling activity. Spidey had broken a mugging and stopped a car chase, but really nothing the police couldn't have handled. Mostly just breaking up the humdrumity of the day while Kitty was at work.

The text caught him in mid-swing and he fishes the phone out of his waist to check it while firing a line to curl out into a kip up arial fling. One handed replying:

> Meet you there, hope your day was more exciting than mine.

Changing directions mid swing, the phone is tucked away and both wrists used to expediate his travel time.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty checks her phone and grins. "If my day is more exciting than yours Peter, that usually means an alien has shown up," she comments to herself with a laugh as she turns into the building. It's a run up the stairs rather than the escalator. She's not getting as much time in the Danger Room as she used to, so needs the extra cardio.

She phases through the door out onto the roof and walks over to the big Ajax sign up top. She's got a bag in hand, and a pair of bottles of juice. "Any friendly neighborhood boyfriends out here?" she calls out softly as she heads over to a good spot to sit and enjoy the view.

Spider-Man has posed:
Spidey swings over the edge of the roof and lands against the side of the stairwell a half count after Kitty calls out on whether there's any friendly neighborhood boyfriends, "Is that like a night walker with benefits? Services with bug clean up duty?" Wait a minute, Spider-Man is based on a bug....

Slow blink.

"So, is that a sandwich in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Turning enough to lean backwards against the brick wall.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty looks up as she hears the voice. The brunette breaks out into a big smile, her cheeks and nose rosy from the cold weather. Little clouds of condensation come out with her words into the cool evening air. "I sure hope I get benefits. You have any idea how many stairs that was?" she asks.

Kitty glances at Spidey's webs. "Well, probably not," she says with a laugh, then moving over to Spider-Man to give him a long hug where he's leaning against the wall. "Got your favorite," she tells him before letting go and digging into the bag.

"So, I really hope my day wasn't more exciting than yours. Too much paperwork and fighting with a new server at work. Catch any bad guys and make me proud?" she asks with a smile as she passes the sandwich over, and one of the fruit juices.

Spider-Man has posed:
"There's a couple benefits... one or two." Spidey says with an obvious grin beneath his mask, resting his arms on his up lift knees, leaning way down with his feet up at right angles so his thighs are horizontal. "oooo..." Reaching out for the bag with a playful gimme gimme motion of his palm. Digging around to find his sub.

"Eh, wasn't many tonight... broke up two incidents, just four arrests. Kind of a slow afternoon." He muses with a shrug, half rolling his mask up so it's just above the bridge of his nose. "Did you make that server your bitch? You did didn't you? You know you did... made it scream uncle in a bad way."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty pauses to glance up at Peter with one eyebrow canted up at an angle as if in a serious expression. "You bet I did. Now she's purring away computing orbital trajectories like she was intended," Kitty says. She grins and reaches up to brush her fingers over the back of Spider-Man's mask, and down the back of his neck before moving away to hop up and take a seat on the edge of the roof to look out over the city.

"You know, the whole mobility thing is something I envy you. I've got Lockheed for help there but it's just not quite the same thing. No offense, Lockheed," Kitty says, glancing up at the dragon appearing as a raven sitting on the Ajax sign. She pulls a bit of meat out of her sandwich and tosses it up to him.

"Thinking I might see about getting out of the satellite division and into something else at Stark. Need to hit up Tony some time," she says.

Spider-Man has posed:
Pete smirks at Kitty expanding upon exactly how she smashed the system, "That'a girl." Reaching out to lightly thumb pinch her chin without any real pressure behind it. When she moves over to the edge of the building, he goes with. Stepping off the wall and dropping down to dangle his feet over the side with his sandwich half unwrapped betwen his slightly parted knees.

"Yeah." Chewing, swallowing, taking another small bite. "It's nice... blessing and a curse really. The infinite power of being punctual without any of the natural inclinations to be on time." Grinning sideway, leaning towards her to bump shoulders. "I envy you having a dragon to fly you around.. I mean, think about that statement huh?"

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty takes a bite of her sandwich as she listens to Peter. She breaks out in soft laughter and flashes a loving gaze up towards Lockheed. He flaps his raven-looking wings in appreciation too. "Oh yeah. I don't think I ever take him for granted," she says of the little dragon with a smile.

She looks back to Peter and returns the shoulder bump. "He's saved my bacon, which I technically probably don't have for the whole, Jewish thing, more times than I can count," she says with a grin. "Do you ever wish you had a side kick? Maybe like... oh... I don't know. Kid named Daddy Long Legs maybe? Real spindly legs but a tiny body. Good at kicking and things like that?" she asks, face split into a teasing grin.

"Though I have the feeling I'm Lockheed's sidekick not the other way around," she says, glancing at the disguised dragon. Lockheed has the kindness to wait until she's looked back to the great view of the city before giving Peter a decidedly big nod.

Spider-Man has posed:
"I thought Miles would be my sidekick." Peter admits after another bite, staring out over New York as the sun begins to roll down over the horizon far off towards the pier. "But Kid Arachnid is such a bogus name... What the heck is it with the Spider fam coming up with these crazy, if absurdly accurate, code names? Ghost Spider... Spider'Man', Kid Arachnid.. Silk..."

He snorts derisively and glances up at Lockheed, then another loving glance towards Kitty. Though it's hard to tell from behind his mask, even half pulled up as it is. "I mean, aren't /you/ my side kick? I guess it's politically correct to say partner in a post Trump Administration world... That or I'm the side-kick.. which makes me almost a C-list bench warmer if you're Lockheeds." Another glance up at the Dragon.

"Put me in coach, I'm warmed up!"

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty laughs warmly and leans over to shoulder bump against Peter while she eats her sandwich. "How old were you when you when you came up with the name? And... what was your first costume like? I had a period where I went through a LOT of them," Kitty says with a soft laugh.

"Was 14 when the Professor came to recruit me. Emma did too, for a different school," Kitty says, her mouth getting a look of distaste. Peter's heard about this before, understands how hard it has been for her to forgive Emma Frost.

"I'd probably be your sidekick. You're the Avenger. I'm the one no one has ever heard of. If I'm doing it right, at least," she tells Spider-Man, giving him another little shoulder bump. "People don't take to many mutant heroes. Wanda and Pietro are a bit of a rare thing."

Spider-Man has posed:
"Good lord... Uh..." Peter grins at the shoulder bump and tilts his head back to stare up at the sky, thinking through the ages to when he first came up with the name, "Fifteen? Sixteen maybe.." AND his first costume, he laughs out loud at that. "A hoodie. A red hoodie, blue sweat pants and tennis shoes... I had these crazy goggles that got all buggy eyed." Wiggling his hands up near his face in a round motion like someone focusing binoculars.

"I was fifteen and didn't have a whole lot of money to throw around... nevermind having exactly zero sewing talent." Once again munching happily at the sandwich previously laid upon his thighs used as a table. Mmming quietly with a slow nod, "Yeah, you're better at subtl than I am. I use to think I could be a sneaky hero, but that flew right out the window the first time I cracked Wise during a combat adventure." Combat Adventure sounds so much more exciting than a fist fight.

"I was scared shitless... I'd never been in a fight in my life... So I started talking crap to make me feel less anxious about it. Had the mugger so angry he was throwing these lobbing punches." Pantomiming throwing a wild, lopping punch that has no chance of hitting someone as quick and agile as Spider-Man. "That's when I realized my true super power." Glancing purposefully at Kitty. "Trash talk."

Shadowcat has posed:
Warm laughter spills out of Kitty. "You have a marvelously clever tongue, I'll give you that," Kitty tells Peter. There's a little puff of smoke from the raven that is Lockheed. Kitty glances over and then blushes. "I didn't mean like that! What, I get that from you now!?" she says to Lockheed, throwing a piece of her sandwich at him, but he just eats it.

Kitty shakes her head. "Been hanging around you too much, Spider-Man," she tells him. "My first time through the Danger Room? Not kidding... I closed my eyes because I was afraid of... well, anything and everything that might happen. Just phased and walked right through it all, smashing walls and pits and adversaries. Right out the wall on the other side of the room. Everyone up in the control room was practically rolling they were laughing so hard. I guess the Professor spent a lot of time worrying about what would be appropriate for my first time through."

She smiles and eats more of her sandwich. "So I should probably costume up this week and go on patrol with you. Get me a little of that neighborhood feel. What do you think?"

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter would probably blush, but Spider-Mans don't blush. He smirks at Kitty's turn of contextual phrasing and mentally fistbumps Lockheed for calling her on it. He cannot do this, he is engaged to her (SORT OF OKAY), that would be relationship suicide and he is not a stupid man.

"I don't believe that for one second. You know Kung Fu and ninjitsu... I've seent it." Said mostly jokingly, leaning towards her with a little turn so that his feet run along the railing he's seated on with his back against her shoulders and his head angled backwards so he's in the way of her eating, since he's a pest. A damned menace, just like JJJ says.

"Sounds like a good idea to me. We can stick to Queens, keep it small and simple for our fist co-patrol. Bust up a few drug labs... me, you, and Lockheed, against the abberant underbelly of New Yorks criminal element. Seedy dark corners..." Sagenods, still in the way. "There will be dramatic verbage thrown about loosely for the sake of the live studeo audiance.. there will be laughs and cries.. there will definitely be heroic posing and an emotional.. but tasteful... kiss.."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty laughs and shoos at Peter like he were a fly as he tries to get between her and the remains of her sandwich. "Oh, tasteful kiss. Ok. I mean, I suppose it has to be friendly neighborhood doesn't it?" she asks.

"There were times I didn't even wear a mask. Kind of miss those days," she comments to him. She often has a simple domino mask about her eyes with her current costume. Unless they are off-planet or in another dimension at least. "Ok, so some neighborhood cleanup it is. I'll hack the cameras around the area and see if we can't get an idea of where to head out of the chute," she suggests.

Because that's a fun Thursday night for Kitty Pryde.

Spider-Man has posed:
Spidey is not so easily swat as the common place house spider! He is a Neighborhood spider, they are more rugged and presistant than their home based counterparts. So he remains in her way for several more minutes before daring to sit up and turn to dangle feet over the side of the ledge.

"I can't imagine going without a helmet. I've only ever done so twice... both of them with you...." His eyes squint, but he's grinning good naturedly, "You're clearly a bad influence on me." Nudging towards her so their shoulders bump, but not leaning back away afterwards.

"I should have done a lot more camera hacking and a lot less showboating when I was getting started... I might not be on the cover of every edition of the Daily Bugle getting blamed for everything from Galavanting around with nerdowells to World Hunger."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty reaches a hand up to hold the back of Spider-Man's head steady so she can press a kiss to his mask above his mouth. Not quite as satisfying, but it needed to be done before she says, "I loved you so much for risking that, your identity, against those Sentinels," she says of the attack during the Michael Jackson flash mob. Which if one thinks about it, is an extremely likely spot for a Sentinel attack.

"Though I'd probably rather you'd not risked it. You already have enough Jameson problems as it is, let alone if he knew who you were," she tells Spider-Man. "And, oh crap, this means I'm going to be a ne'er-do-well now too, aren't I? I should probably get another costume together for it," she says. And her eyes sparkle. The chance to put ANOTHER costume design together!? Not much one can do to trump that besides tell Kitty she gets to use Janet van Dyne's design computer to do it.

"Oh! I could see if I can use Janet's design computer to make it!" she exclaims.

Spider-Man has posed:
Peter steals the kiss away like a thief in the night, pleasantly grinning over at her with a sheepish shrug, "What was I gonna do? Let those giant, reprogrammed VHS players hurt you and my friends?" He snort waves dismissivley of /that/ idea. "I'd sooner face Jameson' wrath... besides, that was like..." Thinking on it.. "Dude, we'd only been on ONE date..."

The eyes go wide. "God I was such a doofus for you."

Grinning all the same.

Munching his sandwich while Kitty plans her new costume with promise of Van Dyne involvement. "Just try not to clash my color scheme huh? I've already got Gwen out here looking way more awesome than me with her white and pink hoodie costume... I can't keep getting upstaged by the women in my life." Yes he can. Stupid man. Stupid stupid man.

Sucking bits of mayo from his thumb once he takes the last few bites of his sammish. "So.. I was thinking we'd lay on the couch and binge watch Supernatural tonight? I'm gonna do one more loop around the city, but then I'm calling it an early night and headed home."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty finishes off her sandwich once Spider-Man stops serving as such an effective goalie of her sandwich-eating hole. "She'll probably want to design it which, like I'd say no? But, yeah, going to have to call her. Even if she's not free.. and if Steve's back from outer space we may not see EITHER of them for a week or two... even if she's not free I'll work something up. If nothing else could grab an old costume for now,' she says.

Kitty finishes off her sandwich and stuffs the wrappers back in the bag to be disposed of later. "Supernatural it is," she agrees. "Already took Jester for a run. Man he's getting big. So we can loaf around while I set Baxter to hacking the cameras," she tells him. "Baxter... what I'm naming my latest hacking system. Maybe. I have no idea what it stands for yet, I just like the name. Needs to be an acronym though. Roll that around in your head while you're patrolling?"

The young woman hops up to her feet, as fearless about the long fall as Spider-Man is. She leans over to give him another quick kiss. "Don't go start being safe or anything," she tells him with a smile before hopping down onto the roof and heading for the door down into the building.

Spider-Man has posed:
"Janet still gives me the fears in my tummy tum tum.." Peter says to Kitty as she confers with herself on the particulars of getting a new costume set into working service. Pushing up easily on his palms, legs swinging effortlessly beneath him with all the grace of a man possessed an endless strength and uncalculatable agility. Standing with his palms in the small of his back to pop it with a series of quick cracks.

He's almost twenty seven!

That's retirement years for most heroes.

After Kitty steals a kiss, he does as well. Capstoning their dinner time meet up with a grin as he pulls his mask back down over the bottom portion of his face. "Two hours tops. No bullet wounds to stitch up or nothin'." He assures her with a little hop, which is a pretty big hop for most normal people, that puts him out over the void of the city street below. Turning easily to face her in the suspension of air, as he descends as if in slow motion... Gravity is not ill effect by his powers or nothing, he's just being dramatic.

As he disappears beneath the ledge, there's a *THWIP* of his webshooter and a line attaches to the building across from where they were perched. Pulling him across the falling momentum into a quick swing that builds speed for another *THWIP* of both extended wrists to yank him into a diving tumble towards traffic.

Time to press the flash a little and hob nob with the plebs. HEY SPIDEY! "Hello citizens of New York!" Waving as he sails past, snapping off some thumbs up and one swinging high five as he comes barrelling over the roofs of evening comuters, both vehicular and pedestrial. "No, I'm just like all of you, only web swingier! I put my pants on one leg at a time!"