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Feeling my way through the darkness Guided by a beating h e a r t
They tell me I’m too YOUNG to understand They say I’m caught up in a DREAM
I tried carrying the WEIGHT of the world BUT I ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS
indie / semi selective / mcu based PETER PARKER / est may 2018
@sensesdialed replied to your post: @sensesdialed. Charlie: Pete u can’t save everyone...
WHY AM I MOSTLY LOSING MY SHIT OVER YOU FORMATTING IT LIKE ME DJDKFHDKDH
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Charlie: Pete u can’t save everyone
Peter: What the FUCK did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in NUMEROUS secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are NOTHING to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been SEEN before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the INTERNET? Think again, FUCKER . As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your LIFE. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred WAYS, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I EXTENSIVELY TRAINED in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United Stat.es Mari.ne Cor.ps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little SHIT . If only you could have known what UNHOLY retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking TONGUE. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit FURYall over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, KIDDO.
__________ Dinah was seriously less scary than an angry Babs, unless you really put her to the limit. However, she knew that the teen respected her, & would take her threats for true. Dinah’s eyes though, never betrayed her. Sleeves rolled up to elbows, she sighed when watching the disaster ; she had others plans right now. But God knew she used to be that kind of teen too, & she always appreciated when her cool JSA uncles got her out of troubles from her mother. Where to start though ? She opened the cupboards under the skin for some dishwashing liquid, Dinah, who barely cleaned up her own apartment, was now on fatigue duty. As she started to scratch all the mix from the kitchen counters, she turned in Charlie’s direction with brow quirked, “ Not a boy magnet ? ” she pointed at the ginger with her own sponge, as a fair warning, “ Good, you’ll quickly figure out boys of your age are boring. Plus, no boy around. ” Though the comment made about Barbara got her & made her smile, “ I hope for you she doesn’t spy us… which… ” & then it hit her, “ Even though I’m not ratting you out, she’ll know. She knows everything, & she actually watches her security cams once a week. ” & of course, she’ll know she helped her here.
“ Mhm, yes. ” Babs always had her fridge full, so she knew she wouldn’t be disappointed by getting a stop by here. “ I mean patrol. ” & even if she was on a super secret mission, she wouldn’t divulge to Charlie, for her own safety always. “ A couple of thugs, nothing really bad, but the GCPD arrived right when I disappeared, I believe they could handle them after I knocked them both out. Anyway, shouldn’t you be at home ? & by that I mean, your home. ”
Charlie snorted. There was no point in ruining the mood, she guessed, to mention her deep distrust towards boys and men in general that stemmed from watching her mother interact with her bad boyfriends, specifically her little brother’s father before he split and left them alone. Besides, that was probably in her file or whatever -- Oracle kept files on all her people and she knew everything there was about anyone at all times. So instead, Charlie said, “I don’t like them much anyway. I’m much more of a Zac Efron fan. Or Justin Timberlake. Most boys my age are ...” Charlie considered a moment, scrubbing the ceiling for a moment. “... Sticky.” Her nose wrinkled and she shook her head, before glancing over at her. “You know,” Charlie started, grimly, “I’d be surprised if she doesn’t already know and is just waiting to ground my a- butt -” Could she say the word ass in front of the Black Canary? Was that allowed?? “- And is just waiting for a not horrible hour to do it.” She shook her head. “I dunno why she watches those feeds anyway, nothing exciting ever happens.”
“Sounds like you had a slow night,” Charlie said, focusing on a particular part of the batter smudged ceiling. “Dunno, though, you might be giving the GCPD too much credit.” Charlie mumbled the last bit under her breath, shaking her head. But she glanced at Dinah as she asked why she wasn’t at home. “Couldn’t sleep,” Charlie responded easily. Not the exact truth, but it was an innocent enough lie that she probably wouldn’t get called on it. “Decided to bake to make it better. You know - the usual.”
“Fun? Really? I’m just trying to get home in time for dinner here,” he said only half-sarcastically as he walked inside. “And by the way, what is it with you and this dark vengeance thing? You know you don’t have to have a catchphrase to be a superhero, right?”
“Well what’s the point in doing anything if it’s not a little fun?” Misfit complained as she followed him She thought it was a normal answer, at the very least. “Duh, of course you don’t have to have a catchphrase, not many people can come up with as good of a catch phrase as me -” She was in the middle of waving him off before she something caused her to pause. “Hey wait a sec - did you hear that?”
“I’m pretty familiar with those to be honest. I get ya drift.” Kyo finds himself chuckling. And he thought his family’s curse was the worst of it. Apparently stranger things did exist out there. “Gotham? Sounds like the name of some place in a comic book.” He jokes. “Interestin’ name. What’s it like anyway? Some big city?”
Charlie grinned. “I bet it would be a pretty cool comic book - yeah, it’s huge. We got skyscrapers and all that cool stuff. I like the city, you know?” Charlie’s head tilted slightly. She supposed she never really knew anything different. “I’ve always lived in cities... I grew up in Metropolis. Which is still a shit show but like... not Gotham-shit show, you know?”
“that’s exactly what i was thinking,” she kept eyes on the collection of thieves patrolling the docks, clearly they’re expecting someone to turn up. this could just as easily be a double bluff, appear to be a distraction and lure the vigilantes away. is it worth tempting fate like this? kate knows it isn’t, she needs more eyes on this.
“we should still check these trucks regardless, i’d hate to give gotham’s criminal mindset too much credit but they are getting smarter and this could very easily be them testing us, how smart we truly are.” she inhales deep, standing ready to drop down into the fray. “i’ll get their attention, take out as many as i can while you bounce to the trucks and check whats inside. okay?”
misfit frowned, looking back at the thugs closely as if they’d just shout the answer at them so they would know for sure what was going on. she supposed that was what the whole investigation aspect of being a vigilante came in. misfit nodded. “that sounds like a decent plan to me -- and if it’s the dangerous stuff, should i ‘port it out of there?”
better ask that now before she got any bright ideas when she was in the crate and bounced it to mars or something. “i’m sure oracle has some sort of place to put a bunch of dangerous stuff too --” she fiddled with something in her utility belt for a moment before she pulled out her earpiece comm. “- and i got this so we can keep in contact too.”
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“bright pink smoke? yeah, that’s absolutely a tactical disadvantage. however, if it’s bright enough to cause an effect similar to a flash bang then it may become your best asset.” always thinking a few steps ahead, always looking to help other heroes get better with their skills. the concept of bouncing fascinated kate, with her knowledge of gotham’s layout she could prevent crime much more easily.
she slows to a stop short of the docks, rolling the bike into the shadows to avoid detection. she guides the way to her favourite vantage point, where she could see every inch of the docks and always remained in shadow. “looks like its a sale alright, this seems all too amateur… meeting in a typical area for criminal activity, driving so recklessly anyone could see … misfit, thoughts?”
“if i rapid bounce in the same general area it piles up and you can’t see much of anything except pink glitter smoke until it disperses. doesn’t set off fire alarms, though, so i’m not really sure if smoke is the right word -” misfit remembered getting clouded out herself when she bounced too much around her enemy, but she wondered if kate was right about the flash bang theory. probably, considering batwoman seemed like the type of woman that was always right.
she follows batwoman almost a little too excitedly, poking her head around her to get a good look herself. misfit was terribly surprised when kate wanted her opinion on what was going on. “well...” she said, nervously taking a second to think. “why would amateurs be handling biochemical weapons like this? and handling them so anyone can see makes me think that someone wanted us to see them - like a distraction from something else, you know? while we get called here -- and, you know, probably some other heroes too because it’s so open, they could be off doing something else bad.”
though focused on driving high speed through short cuts down alleys and weaving through traffic, kate could easily keep their conversation flowing without distraction. “ah, then that means the teleportation section on your dossier is true. that could make this even easier.” she thought about utilising that skill as a tactful advantage against these terrorists.
“indulge me, misfit. how exactly do your powers work? for curiosities sake.”
“i have a dosseir?” misfit asked, eyes widening as she looked over her shoulder. god she loved motorcycles, but there was no way in hell oracle would ever let her get one until she got her actual driver’s license first. the dossier thing was pretty cool though, depending on what it said.
“um, well... i call it bouncing, really, ‘cause that’s what it feels like. it’s as easy as moving my arm, i guess. i think where i wanna go and then i’m there, like muscle memory, i guess. i heal really fast, too! usaully right away when i bounce.” she didn’t add that fatigue made it slow down. “you know about the pink smoke, right? ‘cause that’s a thing that happens, and it’s bright and drives ba- oracle nuts ‘cause it gives away my position.
“Fire- what?” He took a glance down at his suit, questioning his shade of red for a moment before focusing back up. Without saying anything, he just raised an eyebrow for a second and looked at her before taking a few steps and opening the door. “You were saying?”
“ ... Oh.” Charlie stared at the open door a moment, feeling just a little silly and sad that her James Bond-esque crossovered with video game fantasy of going through the air vents was up in smoke. “Well, I mean, I guess we can go in that door, but that’s less fun... Oh well, c’mon then. We got a lotta dark vengeance to deal out and it’s already past 11.”
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she gazed across the threshold with her i c y blue orbs, glittering and glimmering tears touching the edges. her mouth, pink and sweet with lies, fell open. she ogles him then whispers, “do you want some TACO BELL”
“I’m just saying that if Huntress gets to have a belly-window on her costume, why can’t I have a belly window on my costume?”
“worse than that. much worse.” binoculars returned to her utility belt as a steady exhale flows from her lips. “biochemical weapons. blood agents to be specific, unfortunately i don’t know whose behind the theft nor if they plan to use or sell them. either way, we have to crash their party.”
kate beckoned misfit over to where she stashed her bike, she knows the girl could get there on her own but maybe she’d appreciate bring offered a ride. “i’d say we have less than an hour to get there and kick ass. lets ride, soldier.”
“biochemical weapons?” charlie echoed. that was a lot more serious than what she thought. was kate really okay with her coming with? this seemed like one of those missions that oracle would want to keep her away from. but as kate beckoned her to her bike, charlie grinned.
it couldn’t end badly if she was with batwoman, right? “yes ma’am! let’s ride! you’ll let me ride? hell yeah, that’ll be better than waiting for you ‘cause, well, i cant take people. let’s go!”
