Does whatever a spider can...

[nerdylilspidey]

Characters: Spider-Man (1610, Parker edition), and YOU!!!
Date: 11/30
Location: all around the city
Situation: Peter's feeling better and is doing a few laps around the city via rooftops in his underwear torn up costume
Warnings/Rating: TBA

It felt good to be out of the suite. It felt good to be running around, jumping from rooftop to rooftop like he used to back in New York. Peter had spent enough time sitting around in recovery mode, and more than enough time being restless and wanting to wander the streets. It was a new feeling that he'd never quite had before; When you're busy every night fighting off muggers and burglars and masked mad men, you crave the days when you can just sit at home, do homework, read The Hobbit... And now Peter found himself suffering somewhat the opposite. With no homework and no Hobbit, what could he fill his R&R time with? Nothing but a restless mind with a million questions and zero answers.

So running around in his red and blue pajamas and mask seemed to help, as torn up and dirty as they still were. At least it made him feel productive. His webs were being saved, however; first he needed to scout out what was around the city that could be used to make more. Which was probably for the best... As healed up as he was, he didn't really want that wound in his side splitting wide open and gushing his insides out onto the streets below while he did his swinging around. Jumping across the rooftops at least gave him an easy stop option if he needed it.

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[spiderkid]

Miles goes on patrol pretty regularly. He sometimes runs into the turtle's other costumed residents, like that annoying Robin kid, or that Blue Beetle guy. But tonight he saw a more familiar sight as he was perched atop a building in Metal: that of his fellow Spider-Man. Miles decides to follow him, try to catch up. And since he has no compunctions about using his webs, he does so pretty easily. Which is when he notices the state of Peter's suit.

"Whoa, your uniform looks worse than mine did when I got here. You sure you don't want to at least try to sew it up?"

[nerdylilspidey]

Spidey always wondered (in the back of his mind, at least) what it felt like to suddenly have a Spider-Man pop up in front of them from out of nowhere. Now he did. Not that it made him stop, since it was clear to him that Miles could keep up easily with his webs.

"Sewing isn't so much my strong suit," he said with a little shrug. "I did try to find colored duct tape, but that was a total bust."

[spiderkid]

"I could try," he offers. "This girl Clara taught me how to sew. I'm no tailor or anything, but I could at least fix some of the smaller holes..." Not that many of the holes are small, but still.

Now that Miles is close enough to really look at Spider-Man, he's pretty shocked at just how bad a state the suit is in, giving him some clue as to how bad the fight was that he was in before he got sent here. Miles had guessed it was obviously pretty bad, since Peter had died, but seeing the evidence was a different matter.

He says nothing more about it, content just to swing alongside Peter.

[nerdylilspidey]

Peter laughed a little, scaling another rooftop and racing across it. "That's better than I can do. I swear if I tried I'd just end up making it worse."

He looked over at Miles with a smile - one that he couldn't see, but a smile nonetheless. He himself hadn't really given himself a moment to check out Miles' costume and… Well, it looked so much cooler than his. The black and red really worked well, and Peter had to wonder why the costume he'd been given by the wrestling company gave him red and blue.

Oh wait. It was a wrestling company. That probably had something to do with it. "Once I'm all done here, you're free to try patching it up."

[spiderkid]

"Cool, I will." Satisfied, Miles keeps swinging along, until he spots a fight going on about a block ahead of them.

"Hey, want to check that out?"

[nerdylilspidey]

"I'd owe you one big time."

He kept at it, running and jumping and feeling better and better as he went along. So when Miles pointed out the fight up ahead, Peter decided it was as good a time as any to see how he was really hold up. With a nod, Peter started heading that way.

"Hopefully it's just an argument about who gets the last slice of pizza." Obviously not likely. But Peter liked being optimistic at times like this.