gwen faces him slowly. ] You sure you want to tug on that thread, Spider-Boy? [ she knows where you're from B|
but he's got a point insofar as gwen refuses to be shows up by a quartet of robot horses no matter how cool they are or how much she may want one. the gloves are coming off.
gwen pulls back on the reins, a little harder than she would with a real animal for fear of hurting them. but these ones are made of steel or titanium or some composition that peter can probably name and give her atomic weight for so she figures they can take the extra tug.
a buzzing fills her head like an electric shock. gwen's eyes snap forward. ]
Oh, crap.
[ the earthquakes don't bother her. with her spider-forecast and spider-balance, there's not one capable of doing much more than making her feel like she's riding a small wave.
the sinkholes they tend to open around here, though. especially when said sinkholes have swallowed the road. ]
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gwen faces him slowly. ] You sure you want to tug on that thread, Spider-Boy? [ she knows where you're from B|
but he's got a point insofar as gwen refuses to be shows up by a quartet of robot horses no matter how cool they are or how much she may want one. the gloves are coming off.
gwen pulls back on the reins, a little harder than she would with a real animal for fear of hurting them. but these ones are made of steel or titanium or some composition that peter can probably name and give her atomic weight for so she figures they can take the extra tug.
a buzzing fills her head like an electric shock. gwen's eyes snap forward. ]
Oh, crap.
[ the earthquakes don't bother her. with her spider-forecast and spider-balance, there's not one capable of doing much more than making her feel like she's riding a small wave.
the sinkholes they tend to open around here, though. especially when said sinkholes have swallowed the road. ]
Oh, crap!