What's up, Danger? (Ota via comms or come vigilante with him!)

[the_arachnid]

With Dad back, Peter didn't exactly feel like being home. Or at work. He called out with family issues, and Doctor Otto was good with it. He understood that the Hargreeves household could, at the best of times, be complete chaos. With dad back, that was exactly what it was. Chaos. Everyone was upset, to some degree or another, and Peter couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation and what it meant for others. For Vanya and Klaus. Even with the revelation that dad was intangible, it still sucked.

Everyone had been happy. Mom had been learning and changing. It had been great.

Now? Now, though...it felt like every step forward they'd all made had been negated and then some.

So Peter, in a red and black Spider-suit, black domino mask and small communications device in his ear, was swinging through the city. Sticking to low rooftops, swinging through alleyways. Getting into a few fights with muggers and having his pictures taken with a few adoring fans, but none of it was really helping him feel better. All of it just felt empty.

Still, he persisted. There had to be something in this City worth doing that'd help him get his head on straight.

It's when he's passing an abandoned warehouse that Peter possibly finds his Thing.

There are people inside the warehouse and, after sticking to the outside wall and peeking in through a broken window, they're people with guns.

He sends a Spy-der drone inside for a closer look and gets a good view of a stash of drugs and some men that he was sure his brother was looking for. Pinging Diego, he sends him video feed and location and waits.


Later on, Peter is sitting on top of another building, a sandwich from his favorite corner bodega in one hand and a soda in the other. Bored silly, he sends a message home to everyone.

"I'm still out, if anyone wants me to pick up anything. Groceries. Movies. A shitload of ice cream and junk food. The City is quiet, for once. Or, for the newbies in the house, I can give you a livestream birds-eye view of New York at night. From my vantage point."

Yep. He's bored. Even after helping Diego.

It may be a while until he's feeling 100 percent.

Comments

[helafine]

"...I'm sorry to have missed that." to point and laugh if nothing else, though it seems like Peters dignity managed to survive all the same. She lists to the side slightly, long-limbed, lean and dangerous, bumping shoulders easily and gently with Peter with all the rough-shaped consideration of a panther nudging a kitten. "And your goal is...nonviolent solutions, correct? Diego stabs, always, that's a given." She is not here to behave in a way that falls in line with how Diego does things- if only to avoid giving him the satisfaction.

[the_arachnid]

"Yep. That hasn't changed since the early days. Both my preference for non-violent solutions and Diego's love of stabbing everything he can." How these two boys got along is anyone's guess, but they worked well together. Fitting in where the other person couldn't, keeping an eye on each other. And, of course, teasing the shit out of the other person.

"Now, if non-violence isn't a viable option, I'm well-equipped to kick people's asses if I have to." He has. Several times. And it's not that he hates the violence, it's that he hates it puts innocent people at risk. There's a moment when he's quiet, and then he smirks some, turning to look at Hela and removing the domino mask. It's sibling time. Not hero time.

"You remember the bank robbery we thwarted where Allison told that guy she heard a rumor he shot himself in the foot? And Diego came marching in all," And here's where Peter does his best impression of his brother, albeit not a very good one, but it does get the point across "Real men throw knives! I couldn't stop laughing later on when I replayed that moment. There was just something really ridiculous about a guy in his early teens and that comment."

[helafine]

"There's a reason I went overseas." Diego's violence is...smaller, tighter. Less likely to burn back on him and the family. Hela's skills, Hela's power and temperament and ambition? Fit better on a larger battlefield. Large scale slaughter, blood in the sand, tightly wound camaraderie that fit and held until it didn't. Helping without hurting hasn't ever been something she could manage. She holds too tightly, angers too easily. "You've always been good at hand to hand." Slippery and quick- casual but sincere pride warms her voice as much as it's ever warm. Any of them making good, being good? It's commendable. Peter's got a better chance of it than the rest of them. "He always took himself so seriously- still does." As though she has room to talk.

[the_arachnid]

"It's the Spider-sense," Peter says, making fun of his arachnid-like abilities all on his own. He's always had a fascination with spiders and as his abilities grew and changed, he named himself Spider-Man at age fourteen. And then summarily got teased for it, but kept it anyway. He was happy to be The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man. It was a far better nickname than Number Nine or The Arachnid.

"The only person I've never been able to dodge, nine times out of ten, is Diego." He can admit where he's flawed. "I almost got run through the other day for asking if he was going on a date." With someone Not Eudora. "He's touchy about that, but hilarious when he squirms about it."