Web-Slinging Action (closed)

[Starsailor2804]

OOC: Closed for LadyAria and I

IC:

Yet another day for the web-slinger doing what he does best, taking photographs. Peter usually laughed at himself for thinking such things, he was just good old Peter Parker to everyone but himself. He was the only one who knew who he really was, a nerd with great powers and the weight of the city on his shoulders. With great powers comes great consequence. Walking through the streets of the New York with his trustee camera in hand Peter looked for the prime place to take some new pictures. He was only known for his photographs of Spider-Man, but he really wanted to be known for more than just that. It paid pretty well, although he believed he was also being screwed out of what he deserved, but he hadn't the time to look for someone else to sell the photos to.

At roughly five foot ten and pretty skinny, though quite built underneath thanks to that damn spider, Peter didn't stand out in the swelling crowds of good old New York. Bumped back and forth as he was looking around more than where he was walking he quickly considered scaling a wall to get out of the way. However, despite dealing with the crowds of the city Peter couldn't see himself living anywhere else. He loved this city despite how much they seemed to hate him, or Spider-Man for that matter. Yes, he knew many loved him and what he did for the city, but there had also been much bad press about him, especially from the same paper that was paying him, which was quite ironic when he really thought about it.

Suddenly, Peter perked up as he thought he had heard a scream in the distance. Well, it looked like he would be scaling that wall afterall. Thankful he had remembered his backpack with his outfit, which he had nearly forgotten, Peter ducked into an alley and climbed the wall in a hurry. Once upon the roof he quickly changed into his outfit and the web-slinger was off, swinging through the air in the direction of the screams.

 

[LadyAria]

Coming out of the science lab, Gwen flipped her long blong hair over her shoulder and thought about her experiment. A smudge of soot still streaked her nose from her last failed attempt. She had given up due to the hunger pains in her stomach. However, her mind came drawling back to the same track,Why wasn't it working?. If she didn't get this right, then it would nullify her thesis. She didn't have time to rewrite everything. She couldn't fail.

Oblivious to everything, but her own worries. She didn't notice the three men following her in the shadows while she made her way to her car. When her key touched the lock, a huge hand grabbed her wrist ripping it behind her back. Screaming, she prayed security would hear her.

 

[Starsailor2804]

The screams directed him towards the university, which was highly odd for this time of day when there was too many people around for anything criminal to occur. However, for some reason crime was up, odd crime, over the last few weeks and it was only increasing. The police hadn't been able to stop it and even Peter was having problems getting to every scene on time. Of course the paper even insinuated that Spider-Man was behind the increase of crime, however not many really buyed that according to the polls. One swing away from the university Peter saw and heard ahead that the screams were coming from the parking lot near the science building.

It was at that moment he saw the blond locks of hair of the woman who was being attacked by three men, though he could not see her face. On the last swing he flipped through the air and shot to stands of web at the two men aside of the one that had grabbed the woman. Immediately upon his soft landing on the ground the two men were hit by the web shots and went down hard. Stuck to the ground they weren't going anywhere, however the third men that had taken the young woman hostage turned and quickly pulled a knife holding it to her throat.

Peter gasped under the mask, it was Gwen. Taking a step forward Peter quickly stopped as the man backed against the car and pressed the knife tighter against her throat, so tight she was unable to even speak. "Just let her go, you have absolutely nowhere to go." A grunt-like laugh came from the man as he moved away from the car and continued to back up, dragging Gwen with him. There wasn't anything he could really do, he did not want to risk it, especially with Gwen being the one in danger.

A solution, really the only one, came to him quickly as the man continued to back up. Continuing to follow Peter raised his left hand slightly, aiming at the man's wrist, a blow to it which would cause him to immediately drop the knife, not because of anything he could control, but because the blow would hit a pressure pioint. Without another second of hesitation Peter fired, hitting the wrist with a blast of web, which also banked and hit Gwen in the neck which would be quite painful, but much better than having her neck slit. Just like he thought the man dropped his knife and fell to a knee in pain.

Grabbing Gwen and pulling her out of the way by pulling her tight against his chest Peter kicked, hitting the man in the jaw, and sent him sprawling backwards out like a light before hitting the ground again. Webbing him to the ground sirens rang out in the distance as police were already on the way. Finally, allowing her from his embraced Peter looked at the red mark on her neck that his webbing had caused.

"Sorry about that ma'am, I hope you were not hurt too badly....." he said, seeming like he was about to say more when suddenly the police car had stopped and an officer got out and yelled at him to put his hands up. Why did they always assume he was involved? "Good day," he said to Gwen before dashing off, disappearing for a moment, before appearing again swinging from building to building.

OOC: Sorry I took most of the reply away for you, you can push the story forwards somehow, by like skipping to the next day with Peter in class or something. Once I get started writing its hard to stop me

 

[LadyAria]

It all happened so fast. One minute she was screaming. The next, he dropped out of the sky like some technicolor angel. Grabbing her around the neck, one sweaty desperate man had pressed a knife into her neck. The edge rubbing against the soft skin slicing a tiny cut that stung like a paper cut. To her relief, Spiderman somehow inflicted an injury that dropped the man to his knees as he ripped her free. His muscles flexing protectively while he demolished their foe. The actions were all blurred together before she squeezed her lids down to shut out the blows. Men cursing. Fist flying. The violence was all a little to real to a 'lab rat' like her.

When she opened her eyes, he was there apologizing for the pain he did not inflict before disappearing back into the air. Sirens assaulted her ears wailing angerily at the whole scene. She felt shaken and confused when her eyes caught a small detail. One of the men had her notebook curled into his large hairy hands. Why would a bunch of uneducated thugs want her lab notes?

The policeman swarmed her clucking orders at her and checking her injurys. At first, she responded like a robot to their relentless questions. She let them steer her by the arm into a police car. Then, they pushed her into a worn straight back chair at the station house to repeat the same answers until her tongue was dry. She didn't like the things their questions implied. They wanted her to some how blame him, Spiderman. He'd save her life and they wanted him lynched. Her defenses wore down until she cried hysterically to the detective's dismay.

Sensing their animosity, she didn't share her suspicions. She dabbed her eyes while her mind rolled over each step she had taken in the lab. The experients had failed, but were all the controls in place? She could not remember if she had checked the seals on the chemicals. Her mind tried to conjure up the image of the bottle before opened it. Nothing. Was she just upset? WHy couldn't she remember?

Silly, she chided her paranonia. But, the brute HAD snatched her notebook. The blue one. Not the ones on top of it with her English homework or the one below with her Calculus. It was as if he intentionally went for the blue one. They weren't really interested in the fact she was a woman. The short bossy one went right for her notebooks.

After the police had exhausted thier pseudo investigation, they wrote it off to the increase in crime. They called her father to pick her up at the station. She sat on the concerte steps out front waiting his red wagon to pull down the street. The street lights flickered on as the sun faded in the distance.

 

[Starsailor2804]

Peter had been busy all afternoon and had absolutely no time to do any of his homework that at this point had become totally forgotten. From rooftop to rooftop he swung in search of the next crime, crimes that were not from any of the dangerous villains, but just the average cons that were no real effort. There was something about those men that seemed odd though, why had they attacked her during the day in broad daylight, and in a very public location?

He would have to ask Gwen what she was working on tomorrow in class, hopefully it wasn't anything too secret to keep from him. He needed to find out. Knowing she was probably still at the police station he swung on by and dropped upon the police rooftop. Looking down he saw her sitting there waiting for someone. Who was she waiting for? A boyfriend or maybe a friend? Shaking off the odd thoughts for the moment he watched her, however he found himself having to look away as he noticed her had a perfect few of some really beautiful cleavage and a partial few of her breasts.

Looking around and listening he waited, for some reason he had the feeling whoever attacked her wasn't finished for the night. But who? And why?

 

[LadyAria]

Gwen felt a chill rise up in the wind. Tucking her arms tightly around her waist, she looked down the street for her father. The familiar red stations wagon seemed like home rolling down to stop in front her. She rose from the steps and went to pick up her things from the step when an odd feeling struck her. Someone was watching her.

She glanced around trying to locate the source. Looking up the street, she watched an older man carrying a grocery bag walk his schnauzer. Down the street, a woman in the third story window moved a folding chair in from the fire escape. No one seemed to be noticing her. Yet, she just couldn't shake the feeling of eyes.

A hand reached out to move away a tendril of sun kissed hair that danced in the wind. Her large turquoise eyes glazed over with fresh tears. Her father was finally there. With the comfort of his arms guiding her to the car, she sat down into the passanger seat. The door shut out the wind and the cold that had set in with the night. She glanced back out the window watching the trees whiz by as he drove the familar path home.

 

[Starsailor2804]

Her father, Peter said relieved, though he wasn't too sure why. He never had thought about Gwen that way before, though she was very beautiful. Nearly forgetting he was going to follow them home and ensure their safety they had already a good head start. Swinging from the rooftop he followed them down the road he kept up with no difficulty at all. However, he made sure to remain out of view of both of them, he didn't want her knowing he was following for he didn't want to frighten her.

Keeping alert Peter saw no threats, maybe she wasn't in trouble like he thought. However, there was something out there, he could feel that something was right, but he couldn't put a finger on it. Finally, as the two arrived home Peter swung and landed upon the roof, remaining low so not to be seen. There was no real point to remain here, but yet he felt a need to remain, like his spider sense was telling him something was in fact wrong.

He needed to talk to her and so he waited, outside her window. Hopefully she wouldn't scream causing her parents to come, but he didn't doubt she would be alarmed. But, this needed to be done, for her safety and the safety of the city with whatever they were after.

 

[LadyAria]

"Papa, I'm okay."

"Gwen," he said with stress lining his face.

"Really...it is fine," she sighed getting out of the car. "I'll call Peter and see if he will walk with me tomorrow."

"Are you hungry?"

"No," she replied opening the door. "and please don't tell Mom. You know how she gets."

He nodded in response letting her go in the house first. Gwen rushed up the stairs to avoid her mother. Dashing into her room, she shut the door locking it for extra measure. The whole day was so surreal. Flicking the buttons open on her top, she removed her blouse while walking to the stand up mirror. A tiny red mark still lined her neck. She touched the cut with her fingertip. The break smarted with pain. Moving her hands down, she unsnapped the front latch of her bra. Her firms breast jiggled slightly with motion as her nipples hardened from the rush of air. Tiny pink tips pulled out long toward her reflection. Lifting an arm over her head, she reach with her other to touch a beauty mark on her left breast.

"I'm not that unattractive am I?" she asked her reflection. "Even street thugs think I'm invisible."

What a silly thought! She should be glad they didn't notice her like that. But, the idea of it still a swore spot in the back of her mind.

She reached over and grabbed the sweatshirt from her desk chair. Putting it on, she zipped it up the front. Fresh air would help her clear her thoughts. The door was not an option, so she tugged open the window stepping out on the slop of the front porch awning. The rusty metal squeaked under the weight. Grabbing the gutter, she swung up on the edge of the roof to head toward her thinking spot beside the chimney.

 

[Starsailor2804]

Peter had just barely enough time to hide as Gwen had surprisingly begun to climb onto the roof. Hiding on the other side of the chimney he heard her climb before taking a seat next to the chimney, mere inches from him. Well, he thought he was going to startle her before, but here he would really startle her, and sliding down the roof was a good possibility. "Gwen," Peter said as then quickly grabbed her sweater as she, not surprisingly, did slip and began to slide.

"Don't scream, it's Spider-Man, I have a few questions for you," he said as he pulled her back allowing her to sit back at the spot she had been at. Walking down in front of her he crotched down, "Sorry for startling you, but I have some questions concerning the attack. Is there any reason men would target you? Is your father someone important?" Looking her over Peter waited for an answer though he didn't doubt that she might not have a real answer for him, and less so maybe she wouldn't want to tell him.

 

[LadyAria]

Gwen was startled to see Spiderman twice in one day. Why was he on the roof of the house? She couldn't help but be baffled.

"Sorry for startling you, but I have some questions concerning the attack. Is there any reason men would target you? Is your father someone important?"

"N-nn-no" she stuttered. "W-why are you following me?"

Her eyes darted to the edge of the roof back to the man crotching before her. The short distance seemed miles away. Every fiber in her being wanted to jump to the awning and close herself away for precieved danger.

"I-I think they wanted my notebook," she responded inching away from him. "Please don't hurt me."

Never had she wanted to see Peter Parker so much in her life.

 

[Starsailor2804]

He wasn't all that surprised that he had startled her, but the fact he had actually scared her, even after having saved her early that day didn't make too much sense to him. Maybe it was the costume? "I'm sorry to have startled you, I simply followed you home from the police station because I feared the men that attacked you may make another attempt. The circumstances to the attack seemed odd." Watching her as she still seemed in much worry he didn't back down, but he didn't follow her up the hill.

"Your notebook? Why would they want that?" He said as he watched her still worried for her safety. "I am not going to hurt you, there is no reason to fear me. I am the one that saved you earlier if you remember correctly. I have nothing in mind besides your safety and determining why you were attacked."

 

[LadyAria]

"I'm sorry to have startled you, I simply followed you home from the police station because I feared the men that attacked you may make another attempt. The circumstances to the attack seemed odd."

After hours of having the police tell her spiderman intended to hurt her, her fight or flight kicked in before she could think. The fact he had showed up unannounced on the roof and admitted he followed her didn't help her.

"Your notebook? Why would they want that?" He said as he watched her still worried for her safety. "I am not going to hurt you, there is no reason to fear me. I am the one that saved you earlier if you remember correctly. I have nothing in mind besides your safety and determining why you were attacked."

Fighting to hold down her emotions with logic, she replied slowly,"It had my notes in it. My thesis...it is on ...b-biohydrogen production...for renewable organic wastes, but it's not working...well not any more. But, if I can get it to repeat reliablely...it could mean the beginning to the end of fossil fuel dependence."

 

[Starsailor2804]

Peter thought for a moment, obviously concerned that Gwen might do something drastic to get away from him and end up hurting herself. He did not want that at all, he was here to protect her, but she obviously could not realize that. He should have known he was going to scare her. "Wow, that is very impressive, I can see why some would not want to see that become reality. Have you had any threats or anyone from the oil industry come and speak to you?"

Looking at her closely he could obviously see she was still very startled, upset, and looked like she wanted to get as far away from him as possible. "Well, if it isn't working whoever is targetting you should have no interest there, you must be close to success."

"Alright, I will get going, I am sorry to have startled you, I only want to help though. Please, let me help you down into your room." Holding out his hand palm up he wanted to show her he meant no harm. All he was was just an average guy in a suit with extraordinary powers.

 

[LadyAria]

Gwen wasn't sure why she did it, but she reached out and took his hand.

"I'm sorry", she replied softly. "I didn't m-mean to be frightened...it's just the police...they...nevermind."

She smiled shyly as he craned his head to the side.

"No one has approached me," she replied. "I didn't even think anyone knew...well, except for Harry. He's just a guy I was trying to impress."

 

[Starsailor2804]

As she took his hand he smiled underneath the mask and drew her to him slowly. "It's alright, I understand." Drawing her into an embrace he told her to hand on and then swung down over the side of the edge of the house right into her room landing softly on his feet. "Harry?" Hesitating for a moment he realized she was still in his arms and he realized her as he hung by the window. He didn't plan on staying long, she needed rest.

"Well, if you think of anything else....I'll check up on you," Turning around to the window he hesitated again, to leave at that moment and stopped, seemingly to await something to be said from her.

 

[LadyAria]

"Yes, Harry Osburn. He's friends with this guy I like," she glanced down at the floor. "He's a science geek like me. I thought Harry might tell him."

She walked over and sit on the edge of her bed. Oddly enough, her nerves had seemed to settle at the thought of Peter Parker. She had just recently realized that her feeling for were more then just friendship for Peter.

"I know it is silly. Harry didn't even remember to tell Peter. So, I doubt he told anyone else."

 

[Starsailor2804]

OOC: I'm making this post Harry's father's death

"I see," Peter said as he had concerns when she mentioned Harry's name. They were friends, had been for years, but more recently things had increasingly become less friendly between the two. With the death of his father Harry had changed, and of course Peter knew more than that, but few others did. "Well Peter and I have an odd relationship, of course he takes my photos and has on many occassions, but I do not get to speak with him often so I do not know. I will find out more as I have a feeling this isn't over," he said.

"Goodnight," Peter said as he readied himself to leave, "I suggest you talk to Peter and tell him what you know, he's a good guy and I'm sure he would help you out." Leaping out the window Spiderman was off into the night, it was late and he had much to think about, a change back to Peter at home and sleep was definately calling him.

 

[LadyAria]

When Spiderman left, Gwen pulled the window down and locked it. Turning the rod to close the blinds, she realized she had not said Peter's last name. Maybe Spiderman just assumed it was the Peter he knew.

It had been a long day. Gwen did not bother to change, but laid across her bed. Snuggling into the pillow, she stared at the telephone. She wanted to hear his voice, but she'd have to wait. Tonight, she was too tired.

She knew her dad would call just to make sure she asked Peter to walk her to her classes. He could explain what happened to her. She just couldn't think anymore tonight. No matter how good it would feel to talk to him.