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 Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 8:58 am
This is an area of New York that surrounds 'Times Square'. It is still part of the city, but...just not as big. Central Park, and other slightly less active places.
// It's getting hard to keep track of everything in the New York section. So, here's a sub-section of New York for those of you who don't want to loose your posts or would simply like some 'quiet time'. xp //
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 3:35 pm
  "I can't talk on behalf of all sociopaths... but you can understand why I'm not a 'people person.'
That I don't put much value on anything, let alone life.
I never had one." ~ Reaper  ENTER FROM NEW YORK CITY Reaper sat on the ledge of a decent sized building, in his human form and a...less attention drawing outfit than the red suit. He watched everything around him very carefully. So far...he had absolutely no luck finding anyone that was on the list. He'd found the younger spider, but that was it. And HE wasn't really on the list. He was really hoping that Strange would just pop back up somewhere and say that they all had to leave suddenly to take care of something. ...Stupid, wasn't it? HE was hoping that all of the heros would simply appear for him. As much as they stopped him, judged him, everything...he was hoping to find the good guys. It was just...he still had a horrible feeling. He hated the feeling. He didn't get it very often, and when he did...well...the majority of those times the result was him praying that he didn't die. ....That was another story entirely though. Right now, he had somewhat of a job to do. Consentrating, he tried to focus on all of the blood and thoughts in the area around him. Trying to find something...anything. After a moment, Reaper stopped suddenly and twisted himself around to face towards downtown. He'd caught a familiar blood scent. "Cat?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 11:11 pm
 ....."Crossed a black cat..."  ENTER from ULTIMATE MARVEL UNIVERSE Leaning against the railing of an apartment balcony stood a shapely woman with short dark hair and what could be considered business attire. Her gray eyes gazed out at what was once the harbor and a massive amount of water...but was now nothing more than small shops and businesses. Part still New York, part Gotham, and part Metropolis. Felicia Hardy had taken the time she'd been in this strange universe to get familiar with her surroundings. Her little vendetta had to be put on hold, at least for a little while, so that she could get her bearings. Now, she was comfortable enough to consider getting back on track. And by that, she meant slipping into her 'little black dress.
Turning, she waked back into what was once her apartment. Surprisingly, it still looked just as she had left it. Overturned tables and couches...broken furniture...holes in the walls...blood stains here and there. Ah, yes. What a bitter-sweet night that was. Well, she'd only come back to her old place because one; she was positive she could do so safely. Two; she needed to pick up a few things. So, without further a due, she slipped back into the building and headed towards a closet that had a table slammed up against it. With surprising ease, she slid the table away and gently slid the door open as it protested with a rather noisy metallic shriek. She placed her hand inside and slid a row of hanging clothes back. A smile curled around her lips as she pulled out a long, thick, silver wig with a pair of amber lenses attached to it with black leather. "...seven years bad luck." ....
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 6:51 am
{Enter U. Spidey from Riker's Island}
Performing a graceful aerial spin, Spidey changed direction slightly to swing around a building instead of into it. At this point, the movement was automatic; his mind was on Doc Ock. Were people from his universe showing up, now? He knew that Gwen and Kitty were already here, and had been for a while.
What was he going to do if someone REALLY bad showed up? It wasn't as though he had Johnny Storm or the X-men to bail him out if he got in over his head...
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:25 am
"I can't talk on behalf of all sociopaths... but you can understand why I'm not a 'people person.'
That I don't put much value on anything, let alone life.
I never had one." ~ Reaper By this point, there were two other figures making their way across rooftops, though...they had quite a bit of distance between each other. One, was a black leather clad woman with long silver locks. The other, was a red clad Reaper that was following her...with a bit of interest.
This...this WAS Black Cat, wasn't it? It was, but she...she was different. The costume was altered a bit, and now that he'd followed her long enough, he realized that her memories didn't add up either. So, she was another version from another universe? Had to be. So then...what happened to the original one? Were they being replaced? Should he bring her over to the sanctum as well?
Ugh. This was not his thing. At all. He wasn't a good guy, he didn't know what to do here.
So...might as well do something he knew how to. Follow her while keeping an unnoticeable distance.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:34 am
Spider-man's spider sense tingled lightly, and he immediately performed a back-flip on the webline, changing direction in a fraction of a second before slipping into the shadow of a nearby window. It hadn't been a bad tingle, exactly-- more of a 'people are coming' tingle, so...
Cat. Right there. Cat.
His version.
...
Well, he could just hang out here until she passed, right? He was busy. Stuff to do. Saving the world and... Yeah. He knew what she would say, anyway; that was one conversation that he could skip.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:48 am
....."Crossed a black cat..." 
Black Cat continued across the rooftops until she finally stopped on the roof of another apartment complex. There, she carefully glanced around to make sure that no one was out and about to see her. Satisfied, she carefully lowered herself down the side of the wall and onto the ledge of one of the upper windows. Using the claws that she had just used to climb down, she pried the window open, which for whatever reason was unlocked.
She hesitated before entering and took another look around. This time at the higher buildings around her. She didn't see Reaper. She looked in Spider-Man's direction and paused there a moment. It was hard to tell if she spotted him or not, and it was even harder to make out what kind of expression she had. "...seven years bad luck." ....
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:51 am
Spidey stayed very still and tried to think intimate-object type thoughts. Why yes, I am a statue of Spider-man. What's that? You didn't know he was that popular with the general populace? Common misconception, actually, young lady. ... I mean... Ma'am. ... Please don't yell at me?
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:57 am
Reaper kept to his spot behind the side of a taller building, just peeking out from behind it. He watched as the new version of cat practically bolted back onto the top of the rooftop she was on, shot out a grappling hook at a taller building, and zipped her way towards...Spider-Man?
Wait, it was the younger version he had just been in contact with. Well, not himself exactly. But the original had, so he knew about it. This wasn't the spider that was on Strange's list. And this wasn't the Black Cat on it either.
...at least, he didn't think so. It was everyone else that he couldn't locate.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 10:29 am
Spider-man tensed visibly as she shot towards him; the next second, he was clinging to the stone wall above the shaded window where he'd been hiding. "Hi, Cat!" he said in an over bright voice. He was resigned to getting told off by that point; what could a little smart-mouthing hurt one way or the other? "What a crazy-random-happenstance! I saw this great superhero outfit yesterday, and it reminded me of you. The weird part was that it was on display in the mall-- a store called Victoria's Secret? Her secret identity, one can only assume," he added primly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 4:51 pm
....."Crossed a black cat..."
"Oh?" Black Cat said as she got closer to the spider...her voice not carrying nearly the amount of malice one would have expected her to feel. Given the last time they met and all. When she finally made it to the building the boy was on, she slipped onto the dark window that he had been hiding on. "You were picturing me in Victoria Secrets, were you?" she continued, her voice practically a purr. Upon closer inspection of her face, there was a rather interested and playful grin wrapped around her lips.
Definitely NOT the kind of expression one would have who had been obsessed with a particular love interest and upon their last meeting....was shocked / embarrassed / mortified / disgusted enough that she literally up-chucked on said love interest and got the hell outta dodge the next second.
"Well, you know you don't have to imagine me in it if you'd rather see me in it." she continued in her flirtatious purr. "I've missed you, Spider. I've been here for months and not once did I get to see you."
Which was exactly why she bolted towards him when she thought that she had seen him. Even if it were something else entirely, it was worth checking in on. "...seven years bad luck." ..../// Couldn't decide....so I opted to go with both. We can see how her freak-out goes when she does finally find out. Oh, and Spider-Man can have a harem until the other heroes return. 4laugh //
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 5:16 pm
Spidey edged up the wall away from her, trying to get a hold on the lost thread of the conversation. Meanwhile, his brain struggled through confusion and hormones to triumphantly come up with a brilliant comeback: "... Um..." Genius, Parker. Sheer genius.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:34 pm
Felicia's smile widened at his inability to respond and ventured closer towards him. "Well? Did you miss me? If I had a way to contact you, I would have. But...such is the nature of our relationship."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 8:43 pm
That snapped him out of it. Too indignant to wonder why on earth she was acting like that whole nightmare of a make-out session had never happened, he made an extremely annoyed face that she couldn't see. "Honestly? I was a little too busy with the world going to hell in a hand basket to really think about you one way or the other."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 8:58 pm
"Aw....poor baby." she said with a sympathetic smile. "Sounds like you need a break from the whole hero thing. Let someone else handle it for just a little while."
Reaper continued to sit and watch from his spot. He didn't really need to watch any of this, but he was interested. There was some kind of commotion happening at a jewelry store a few miles away, but it was nothing he was concerned with at the moment.
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