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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 7:57 pm
Peter, meanwhile, leaned back against the wall, letting out a slow breath. How the hell was he going to get himself out of this? He was completely out of his league on this one... Maybe he could get a message back to New York?... But how? And what the HELL did Doom want with them, anyway? Because he definitely wanted SOMETHING.
((... You're going to go that route? Is confused.))
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 8:08 pm
// I'm going to say temporarily. Like it's the mystery drugs fault and not Spideys. Enough for her to think she can't do anything, and then 'oh jeeze, now it works.' Totally the drugs in her system still. //
Jessica sat there for a moment, then slowly sat up straight and sighed.
Why...wasn't that working? Peter said she'd been experimented on. What were they doing to her? They didn't get rid of her powers, did they? No....no the woman said something else. Couldn't quite remember though.
Maybe it was just the drugs. Yeah...maybe...it was just temporary. She couldn't really check to see if she could stick to walls. Not here. But she couldn't get a sense on where any cameras might be. So...her spider sense wasn't working either?
Perfect. She wasn't going to be of any help to Peter if that was the case.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 8:51 pm
((KK. Paper writing. Back in a bit.))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:51 am
(when both Peter and Jessica are ready to, the servants will escort them to the dining room -- why did I suddenly think of Star Wars?)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:18 pm
With nothing else to do, Jessica made her way back to the door an nudged it open. Just enough for her to peek out first. She didn't want to open the doors and find Doom standing right there in the hallway or something. Not with her spider sense on the fritz.
She needed to let Peter know about that little tid-bit. Before he came up with a solution to get out of here that involved her using any of her powers. Since...that wasn't optional for her right now. And...for who knows how long.
Ugh. This was...it would be one thing if she could use her powers. If something happened, she could just bounce around and dodge as much as she could. But that wasn't optional. Most she could do right now is run. Which would probably end in some hidden trap, ridiculously well equipped robot, or who knows what else.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:16 pm
A sharp-eyed servantwoman noticed a door crack open, "Miss? Do you require assistance?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:30 pm
Jessica winced. "Oh, no. I'm fine. Just...waiting on my friend." she replied.
Still just the servants out here? Yeah? Alright. That was fine then. No doombots. No Doom. No way out still too. Ugh.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:39 pm
Peter, hearing voices, left his room immediately, still fully in costume. "I'm here," he said at once, "I kind of can't wait for dinner, actually. How much do you want to bet that he'll be playing an honest to God organ when we walk in?" Come on, Jessica, he added silently, Keep it together...
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:42 pm
(Mwahahahahahaaaa!!!! I can totally see that!!)
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:46 pm
Jessica looked over at Peter and smiled a bit. Strange how much better she felt seeing...herself. "One of those fifty yard long tables in the middle of the room..." she added, opening her door the rest of the way to step out as well.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:54 pm
"And a few tarnished candelabras providing the only light," Spidey continued, feeling much better now that she had continued the quip. "With a hunchback butler who has a lazy eye as our waiter." He was going to ignore the servant until she made a point of getting his attention; he actually WASN'T eager to get to dinner at all, though that probably went without saying.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:18 am
"Silver serving trays...oh, and don't forget what's on the menu." she continued, relaxing enough to smile.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 6:21 pm
"Human heart a la mode," Peter supplied at once, smirking under his mask despite himself. If the dinner really did consist of human body parts with ice cream, boy would his face be red.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 6:47 pm
A butler walked up toward the pair of rooms and announced, knocking at both, "Dinner is served."
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