[ Because there's a certain high they both chase. There's few heroes (or costumed morally conflicted individuals like her) that understand it. Then again, there's few heroes that feel the responsibility that Peter does. Being Spider-Man was a part of him, it was rooted and webbed into his very being. Felicia was one of the few people that accepted the Spider before the boy. Even years later... she offers him acceptance and a sense of fun that makes that burden a little easier to bare.
And he helps make her feel like she can do better, even if she doesn't want to. Their little back and forth keeps a flame burning, but they are both careful not to get burned. It comes with age. ]
You'd be surprised that not many guys or girls can live up to a spandex-clad Spider swinging around. Their pick-up lines are weak in comparison.
[ Was that a compliment? Genuine in nature? He goes ahead and opens the door so they don't linger on that – and hello. The Hand was clearly not the sight she wished to see. Silently, she curses to herself when she can't scope out the rest of the treasures lining the walls – but that comes crashing down when – ]
I see the egg, Spider!
[ She has eyes! But, what she doesn't see was that shuriken. Her heart sinks for a second. It was close, but, – ]
Okay, that was hot.
[ Sorry, internal dialogue slipped out there but – she didn't need to doubt him. He was there for her, she was there for him. Wouldn't be the first time he was at her bedside and she at his if things went south, but there was an understanding they were professionals. They didn't let it get that far nowadays.
Felicia groans when her form takes a running start into the room. A handful of Ninjas was far more annoying than a single one – like, infinitely so. Ugh, you had to watch you back, had to dodge ninja stars, had to keep an eye out for swords or sais... Headache, she told you! But, Peter gives her the biggest headache of all with that star-struck quip when she leapfrogs over one ninja to send a harsh kick to the temple of another. Her form twists to catch a right hook against the frog'd ninja, taking a slice from a sai against the collar in the process. ]
I take it back. Hot meter.... dropping...! Gonna hate me, but can you keep them busy –
[ The machine still hums and radiates, alternating vibrations as if it was the background to the fight. They had to get that taken care of. Felicia was good in a scrap, but she likes to avoid it – sliding behind a large statue of ........ Dr. Doom, chiseled in gold and crystal. They can't escape him. Biggest cockblock ever. She barely registers the small gash, too pre-occupied shooting one of her grappling hooks towards the machine, letting the tense rope secure and if she can get the strength – while Spider is busy, mind you – she could wedge the machine free. Hmmm.
What would Peter have to contend with? Eight. Not including the two desperately trying to get the machine to work. ]
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And he helps make her feel like she can do better, even if she doesn't want to. Their little back and forth keeps a flame burning, but they are both careful not to get burned. It comes with age. ]
You'd be surprised that not many guys or girls can live up to a spandex-clad Spider swinging around. Their pick-up lines are weak in comparison.
[ Was that a compliment? Genuine in nature? He goes ahead and opens the door so they don't linger on that – and hello. The Hand was clearly not the sight she wished to see. Silently, she curses to herself when she can't scope out the rest of the treasures lining the walls – but that comes crashing down when – ]
I see the egg, Spider!
[ She has eyes! But, what she doesn't see was that shuriken. Her heart sinks for a second. It was close, but, – ]
Okay, that was hot.
[ Sorry, internal dialogue slipped out there but – she didn't need to doubt him. He was there for her, she was there for him. Wouldn't be the first time he was at her bedside and she at his if things went south, but there was an understanding they were professionals. They didn't let it get that far nowadays.
Felicia groans when her form takes a running start into the room. A handful of Ninjas was far more annoying than a single one – like, infinitely so. Ugh, you had to watch you back, had to dodge ninja stars, had to keep an eye out for swords or sais... Headache, she told you! But, Peter gives her the biggest headache of all with that star-struck quip when she leapfrogs over one ninja to send a harsh kick to the temple of another. Her form twists to catch a right hook against the frog'd ninja, taking a slice from a sai against the collar in the process. ]
I take it back. Hot meter.... dropping...! Gonna hate me, but can you keep them busy –
[ The machine still hums and radiates, alternating vibrations as if it was the background to the fight. They had to get that taken care of. Felicia was good in a scrap, but she likes to avoid it – sliding behind a large statue of ........ Dr. Doom, chiseled in gold and crystal. They can't escape him. Biggest cockblock ever. She barely registers the small gash, too pre-occupied shooting one of her grappling hooks towards the machine, letting the tense rope secure and if she can get the strength – while Spider is busy, mind you – she could wedge the machine free. Hmmm.
What would Peter have to contend with? Eight. Not including the two desperately trying to get the machine to work. ]