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NOTE: PETER HAS TWO EARPIECES! One for Spider-Man, and one for Peter. If you need to reach out to Spider-Man, you can do so here as well. Just be aware that it doesn't show Peter and Spider-Man as the same person.

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[keepitgoing]

I'm getting there! Just keep saying stuff 'til I get to your voice.

[He doesn't actually need her to do that, but he figures he can give her something to do while he makes his way closer. At some point, expect to be jumpscared by a man in a blue and red spider-suit as he flips onto the scene.

Dramatically! With a hero landing!]

X marks the spot!

[jinxs]

(She's going to do one better, which is to turn up the music, which, well, it's better, okay? It's some rock and rap mix, and she stands to find another seat for him at her workstation, when he SUPER HERO LANDS.

Nice, nice!! It gets her to laugh.)

Hah, and in a lair of all places! Here, come here, I wanna show you stuff!

(She was gonna get a chair. Forgotten now as she takes his hand to excitedly show him around the main circle. A kid definitely lives here, very visible by the little drawings, and small paint handprints all over the place.)

Okay! So! I have my stuff now. We can upgrade the webshooter!

[keepitgoing]

[Gee, all this excitement about a new place and upgrading stuff. They can totally just pretend that kiss on the cheek didn't happen for a little while, right? Right. Instead he lets her drag him around by the hand, and when he pulls off his mask a set of deeply invested eyes trace around her hideaway. That, and he's got total mask hair again. Spider-Man should probably carry a hairbrush somewhere on him.

Isha is clearly the cutest kid ever, what with all these doodles, but he'll try to focus.]

And finally finish some web bomb designs!

Maybe I'll have to invest in a utility belt.

[jinxs]

(She has one somewhere in the mess that is her workshop. Or in the bathtub. Somewhere. She's not looking at him right now, at least, she's too hyper to just drag him around. She's experienced some of his world, now he can experience a little bit of hers too. That's super exciting, okay?

So, she finishes off the tour of the lair, which is really just her going around the circle, he can get the idea of the stuff on the ledges. Fort, bathtub, stuff, grafitti in literally every surface.

Finally, she pipes down by where her bombs are.)

Exactly! I have that thing over there to repurpose.

(The shark head, aka her hex-missile shooter.)

Pass me the webshooter, sit on the desk, it's fine.

[keepitgoing]

You get my spare webshooter.

Because I have no clue what kind of weird stuff you're gonna do to it for extra giggles. [He slides over the webshooter that he'd brought, unrelated to the two he has on his wrist, and then hops up to sit criss-cross on the one spot not totally covered in plans or parts.] You're, like, full mad scientist mode right now.

For all I know, you're gonna install surprise firecrackers in there somewhere.

Or a speaker that says "Spider-Man is stinky", which hurts, because I wash this suit daily.

[jinxs]

Whatever. Works.

(She's getting a webshooter, so, no reason to complain about which. The first thing is to dismantle it, so that's what she's working on with her own little tools that she has now, look at that, how fun.)

Spider-man isn't stinky, that's one quality he has going on, okay? Now! I'm putting in a surprise, but I'm going to make it shoot faster, so sooooooounds to me? You're winning right now, mad scientist or not.

[keepitgoing]

[He watches with interest, letting her work without interrupting her process too much. It's kind of fun to watch other people work; it's like watching Ned program something, or MJ draw something. And, more distantly, it's like watching Tony scribbling on one of his futuristic-looking white boards while eating chips and throwing paper balls at a trash can. (What a specific memory.)]

Considering my luck most of the time, I definitely like winning.

... OH! And check this out! You gave me a little inspiration for something that may or may not be beneficial in the future. [He aims and switches between settles on the web-shooter on his wrist; when he fires, the web that flies and splats onto the nearest wall is glowing vibrantly.]

Glowstick web!