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

He was following her. Chances were that even if he hadn't been Savannah would still have assumed that Spider-Man was on her tail, just sneakier than she was capable of keeping lookout for. This was not the case though, and when he dropped down in front of her the teen looked so absolutely unimpressed that it was obvious even behind the fake glasses and with her scarf covering her mouth. She let him talk, standing what felt like a safe distance in case the man in the suit decided to do something that she was going to have to react to. In the end it was just words and while she didn't relax, she at least didn't think that he was going to attack her at the moment. You need to get better at stealth, she informed him blandly, which seemed to be the response he was going to get instead of having his question about her powers answered. It was better to keep her cards close to her chest, after all. If he didn't know what she could do, he'd be less likely to engage her at a close range and without something that would allow her to figure out that an attack was coming. She had never considered exactly what she was, but vigilante worked she supposed. It wasn't incorrect. As far as she was concerned what she did was no different than what any 'hero' did, though she didn't think it was worth it to bring that point up. She felt like people who called themselves heroes were probably going to be sensitive about the comparison and just didn't have the time to get into it with some dude in spandex. And if you don't want people to think you're an intern, don't deny it without being asked. She turned, changing direction slightly. Savannah's goal was to fight, and she'd spent time researching crime statistics to figure out the general area she should be in to make sure that she found herself as many of those as possible. Eventually she'd establish an information network like her father always seemed to have, but first that meant finding someone who was in it and willing to snitch in order to keep their bones intact. That could take a while, and the small teen was impatient. It wasn't something she revealed outwardly, but the impatience joined the many darker thoughts and feelings stewing inside her that found release only when she was in motion. A car jacker, a drug deal, a weapon sale, anything would work. He'd interrupted the last fight and while she was reluctantly willing to admit to herself, not to him that she hadn't been at the top of her game, she hadn't gotten the satisfaction of ending the fight properly. It seemed like the dude was going to be tagging along until he was done talking, so she changed direction slightly. She'd just do what she was going to do until he was satisfied and left her alone, she supposed. D'ya want something? Maybe she could speed this conversation along. She wasn't looking to make friends or get a side kick, she just finding to find another person or three to punch repeatedly in the face and then go back to the house. She couldn't do that when he was here bothering her. I'm not much of a... 'team up' sort of person. And he definitely wasn't her style of team mate. For one thing, it was going to be entirely impossible to do things the way she wanted to. He stood out too much. Talked too much, too. His alliance with the Avengers didn't exactly win him any favor with her either. As far as she was concerned there weren't any good heroes. There were ones who weren't bad , but everything they showed up to ended poorly for civilians in some way. Her grudge against Tony Stark was more personal, and as far as she was concerned he tainted the whole pool. What were people going to learn from him, how to fuck everything up and cause a bunch of unnecessary deaths? I assumed that once someone got a proper costume, she'd call it 'proper' though she wasn't entirely sure about it, they upgraded from convenience store robberies to pulling babies out of burning buildings and fighting other costumed people. Or cleaning up Stark messes. It had sort of been what she was banking on, and clearly Savannah had assumed incorrectly. She was still entirely sure she wasn't about to run into the man in armor himself, but even this guy was too much. But if he wasn't going to immediately leave her alone, she could use the time to gather information so that she'd have an easier time ignoring heroes in the future.