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nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
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They really had given pretty crappy introductions, hadn't they? Mind you if that dumb bahari hadn't been sneaking into their room to steal stuff they could have had a chance to meet properly. Not half asleep and peeved to the max.
He lets her in first, thankful that the rover isn't too big of a mess. There's not a lot going on, though. Peter's is the only bunk that looks recently inhabited. Caroline is apparently in stasis, Cortana is just plain gone, and that other prison-looking guy just disappeared one day. Peter's the only one there, really, and his is the only space with any amount of life to it. Rumpled sheets, a half open duffel at the foot with extra shirts and a nanite gun. There's three photographs tacked to the wall beside his bed: a middle aged woman reclining on a couch with a wine glass in hand and a business blazer, a blonde girl in punk chic hanging off the wrong end of a pier with a devious smile, and a bright eyed redhead pulling a pin-up style smile as Peter kisses her cheek.
Aside from that, the place as a whole feels downright hollow.
He makes for the kitchenette immediately, sets some water to boil and digs for cups.]
Treehouses? You don't think that's kind of tempting fate, here? [He shoots her a grin.] Isn't there some giant bug thing that crawls over the trees at night?
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Ino is nosy as hell, which means that she's taking note of all this. She paces slowly around the rover, not even trying to be surreptitious about the fact that she's looking at everything—there's a lot you can tell about people from the way they keep their space.
Eventually, she ends up in front of his bunk, bending down a little so she can get a closer look at the pictures hung up on the wall. They have to be people he knows—pictures he either brought with him from home or picked up during the whole snafu with the portals spitting out junk. The last one, of Peter kissing the cheek of a really pretty redhead, makes her smile for some reason. ]
It's better that all the bug things that crawl all over the ground at night, trust me. [ She barely even pauses, pointing towards the pictures. ] Who are they?
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[The pot's set, it'll only be a few minutes to go. In the meantime he follows her attention (and is not at all surprised, it's about the only place in the deserted rover for attention to go), wandering over with a fond smile pressing into his cheeks.]
That's, um. My family. And my girlfriend. Aunt May, she's been raising me since I was ten. [No need for elaboration. The fact that she was an Aunt and not a mother should be indicative enough of what happened there, he hopes. Peter takes a seat next to the cushions as he points them out.] And Gwen over here, she moved in with us about a year or so ago? Her dad was on the police force. He died — this absolute craphole, god, he was dressing up as me and going around robbing places, and killed Gwen's dad while he was on duty. She didn't know I was Spider-Man at the time, so she um. She spent a lot of time convinced I was to blame, until she found out the truth. But her mom is the biggest piece of work, so we took her in.
Aaand this is my girlfriend. Mary Jane. [This one, he removes from the wall to beam down at. The corners on all of the photos are a little worn, bent. The reason becomes obvious when Peter's thumb swipes up and over one. Well worn, and doubtful to last too much longer if he doesn't grab a frame, but he can't help it. He's a tactile person.]
Isn't she gorgeous?
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She also can't help but agree—his girlfriend is gorgeous. ]
Yeah, tell me about it. She's way too hot for you. [ she says, but it doesn't have any edge. She's teasing him, really.
(Because let's face it, if she had a guy who loved her as much as Peter obviously loves Mary Jane, Ino wouldn't really care if she was out of his league either.) ]