So I put my hands up, they're playing my song

[incywincyhero]

WHO: The Spider-Family!
WHERE: One of the MAC rec rooms.
WHEN: Saturday, early evening.
WARNINGS: Spider-Shenanigans.
SUMMARY: Harry's back from the hospital, so it's time for pizza and pool! The kind with a stick, not the kind you need a swimsuit for.
FORMAT: Quicklog, then whatever!

[ The rec room is reminiscent of your average college lounge: a well-worn and faintly musty couch and armchairs, dinged-up tables and metal chairs, a CRT television with a large screen, a water cooler, and a pool table. On the table nearest the pool table are several 2-liter soda bottles, some dixie cups stolen from the water cooler, a few bags of chips and doritos, napkins, a few takeout menus (all pizza), and several dollar-store balaclavas, the kind that have openings just for the eyes and mouth.

Peter's hanging out on the couch, in his civvies but with webshooters on. He's killing time waiting for people to arrive by building a classic card tower. ]

Comments

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ Jessica seriously... thought about not coming.

buuuut, that didn't happen so she's... hesitating at the entrance of the rec room, in civvies (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=28732564) galore (mmn polyvore). there's a pause as she looks around -- surprised that she's the first person there and relieved -- and then a moment where she's just... staring at Peter from behind those giant sunglasses. (don't start. ugh. don't start.)

finally, she walks in and waves ]

Uh. Hey.

[incywincyhero]

[ Peter looks up at the sound of her voice and blinks. He'd invited her and hoped she would show, but expected she wouldn't -- this is a pleasant surprise. ]

Hey, Spider-Woman. Love the shades, very chic.

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ her hands are immediately moving up to the sunglasses, pushing them further up her nose and then pulling her beanie down around her ears. immediately feeling awkward but also... very vulnerable in civvies like this.

sooo she just hovers by the door, extreme awkward. ]

Think so? Figured they were a bit more fashionable than a ski mask.

[ and her gaze... moving over to the pile of them. ]

[incywincyhero]

Well, as you can see, the backup option's on the table if you feel you need it.

[ A beat, then he starts pulling his own sunglasses and balaclava which totally has a mouth opening, okay out of his vest pocket. He puts them on as he speaks. ]

I'm not so much into the mod look, so I figured I'd better double up.

[ Ta-dah! ]

How do I look?

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ ...

staring at him.

so much staring.

opens mouth and then... shuts it again.

WHAT EVEN. ]

Do you want the honest truth or do you want me to stroke your ego?

OKAY STOPPING NOW SO OTHERS CAN TAG IN

[incywincyhero]

[ Far, far too bland to be anything but joking. ]

Ego-stroking, obviously.

[carrytheshield.livejournal.com]

[James shows up next, and stops just outside the doorway because he has no idea who either of these people are, but he's going to bet they're spiders. He's dress in civvies, but still mostly in red white and blue colors.

He has his father's shield with him, and wet hair because he just got out of a shower.]

Were we supposed to wear masks?

/zoomj

[osborncomplex.livejournal.com]

[Oh good, he fits in (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=28741963), aside from the balaclavas. Harry strolls on in, as much at ease as he might have into a classroom at school, smile quirking at both Peter and Jessica. It's not a complaint.]

Well, they didn't tell me... [That's flippantly to James. To everyone else—] Is everyone else gonna be like that? It'll be like I have my own cult! [Hmm, long term side benefits of cults... Harry likes this, thumbs up.]

PIZZA

[incywincyhero]

[incywincyhero]

[ Peter's standing by the snack table with the menus fanned out in one hand. ]

So I held off on ordering pizza straight away because for all I know one of you likes something sacriligeous like Hawaiian or -- [ shudder ] anchovies, but we'd better get that out of the way now so the food arrives before we're forced to resort to cannibalism. What'd'you guys say?

[carrytheshield.livejournal.com]

[Magic words! James has been snacking a lot. He has a fast metabolism to support.]

I say extra meat.

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

Cannibalism? Really.

...extra meat sounds all right, though

[incywincyhero]

Oh, like anyone could object to extra meat. [ Vegetarians don't exist in Spider-World, clearly. ]

[carrytheshield.livejournal.com]

[Growing super soldiers need lots of protein too.]

How many pizzas are we ordering?

asfsdadjfklfjakl /SHOVES EVERYONE

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ oh i give up she's just sitting on the back of the couch AND I SWEAR TO GOD IF SOMEONE ASFJKL ]

Extra cheese.

[ and she pauses ]

I kind of eat a lot.

POOL

[incywincyhero]

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ sup bro. have a Spider-woman, leaning against the wall closest to the pool table, watching him from behind dem sunglasses.

do you remember how much you llloooooved being stared at? ]

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

Are you going to play, or are you just going to watch?

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ just stares at for a few moments more before shrugging and looking around ]

Have no qualms with just watching.

Unless you want me to play.

[bedeviledspider.livejournal.com]

Well. I am bored, and no one else seems to be volunteering...

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

[ no. never. ]

In that case.

[ she'll be picking up the other cue, moving over to the table ]

I should point out that I've never really played before.

[carrytheshield.livejournal.com]

[James is just curiously examining the pool table and cues. He has no idea what you're supposed to do with these things.]

[guardiandevil]

[Matt is very casually holding the cue ball, rolling it between his palms as if he is examining it. To the layman, it would appear he's just blindly touching the ball and rather gracelessly holding that cue. But the spiders know better than to challenge him to a game, right?]

[incywincyhero]

You're not fooling anyone with the innocent act, Matty.

[ He's plonked himself back down nearby, slice of pizza in hand. Knowing teenagers ... if someone takes Matt up on the implicit challenge, well, it should be good dinner entertainment. ]