Thread: Extracurricular Activities [Spider-Man -- Sigr & Virginia]

Peter swung around New York, enjoying the freedom of being just able to feel the wind against his suit and the city flashing under him, a blur of lights in the middle of the night. It was in those rare moments where Peter's head felt mostly empty, free of any concerns of the day, but it didn't last long, as his brain soon returned to the event of the day, the new student, the new person in his life. Savannah. Was he falling for her? He didn't think so, he had just met her that day, and he didn't just stare at her with awe like he did with Liz, their few interactions before the dance usually limited to the Academic Decathlon team. Was not being a mess around her meant that he didn't like her? Maybe he was getting better at it, it being dealing with girls? For a moment he considered asking Karen for advice, but luckily he noticed that having such an idea already marked him as a nerd that knew no better. I'm picking up a police call. Convenience store, three blocks east Karen informed. You could also spend a bit of time with her and figure out if you like Savannah she added. Wha-? How... Peter mumbled, the masks' eyes opening wide as did his own. I can't read your mind, but you mumbled half of what you were thinking, Peter Karen explained. Even if I'm not designed to offer relationship advice maybe I- Karen continued, getting interrupted by him. No! Nononono. Not now. Maybe not ever he mumbled, embarrassed. You said a convenience store to the east? Peter asked, changing topics to an actual emergency. Noted. Also showing the location on the HUD Karen agreed, showing the approximate location of the store. Hurrying up there, it didn't took long for Peter to see some hectic movement between dark figures inside the store. Cleanup aisle one! he called, getting into the store swinging down, webbing the thugs hand to the very counter he was leaning to. As he used his other hand in a vain attempt to release the first, he webbed it as well to the first one. And now think of what you have done and the mistakes you made in life, you young man! he added, shifting his attention to the other standing robber. Oh no, you don't Peter enclosed both hand and gun as the thief got hold of it, immobilizing it and his fist. Jumping to the roof, he stood on it upside down. Stop! he pulled on the web, making the thug hit himself in the face with the webbed gun and fist. Hitting! he added, pulling for a second time. Yourself! a third and last one, as the thug was unconscious. Peter left the web thread stuck to the ceiling, leaving the unconscious thug hanging from an arm, while the one stuck to the counter still tried to unstuck himself, looking ridiculous in the process. The store owner got up from behind the counter, seeing that something was weird, and seeing the robbers down or out, he punched the one stuck in the counter into unconsciousness. Whoa, mean right there sir, but lets leave the rest to the police, will we? he asked. Thank you Spider-Man and... the owner said, looking to the unknown figure. Yeah, who are you? Peter eyed the smallish figure, the mask eyes widening. For the look of it, she seemed a woman, maybe a young one, but the clothes did a nice work covering almost everything of her. Glasses... girl? he wondered. The impromptu outfit reminded him of his days past, before he got Stark backing him off. Was she in a similar situation? He had arrived late, so he didn't see what kind of powers she may have. I guess we should be out of here... Spider-Man commented, hearing police sirens getting close. That would be both sweet and funny at the same time. I can already see Peter suggesting awful names. Or maybe Ned.