Peter pulls out the mask, zips up the backpack, throws it on his back, and races through the crowd of people to find someplace that isn't so crowded.
Everywhere, it seems, is crowded. He doesn't exactly have much time to pull this off, so he ducks behind a trash can, quickly looks around, then crouches down and pulls on his mask.
It's time to get this started.
Peter somersaults out from behind the trashcan, landing cleanly next to an old woman who nearly falls over from surprise. "Hey, guys!" Peter says with a wave.
A few people turn to look at him.
"Hope no one here's afraid of spiders!"
Peter flicks out his his hand, sending a string of webfluid racing towards the rail station roof. It catches, and Peter is just barely able to generate enough momentum for his feet to hit the ceiling. He immediately crouches down and starts crawling along the ceiling, glancing down only briefly to gauge the interest of the crowd.
Sure enough, everyone's eyes are on him -- as are their cell phones and cameras. He can't quite make Liz out in the crowd, so he's just going to buy as much time as he can manage for her to get on -- just in case she needs it.
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Date: 2018-07-04 04:38 am (UTC)Peter pulls out the mask, zips up the backpack, throws it on his back, and races through the crowd of people to find someplace that isn't so crowded.
Everywhere, it seems, is crowded. He doesn't exactly have much time to pull this off, so he ducks behind a trash can, quickly looks around, then crouches down and pulls on his mask.
It's time to get this started.
Peter somersaults out from behind the trashcan, landing cleanly next to an old woman who nearly falls over from surprise. "Hey, guys!" Peter says with a wave.
A few people turn to look at him.
"Hope no one here's afraid of spiders!"
Peter flicks out his his hand, sending a string of webfluid racing towards the rail station roof. It catches, and Peter is just barely able to generate enough momentum for his feet to hit the ceiling. He immediately crouches down and starts crawling along the ceiling, glancing down only briefly to gauge the interest of the crowd.
Sure enough, everyone's eyes are on him -- as are their cell phones and cameras. He can't quite make Liz out in the crowd, so he's just going to buy as much time as he can manage for her to get on -- just in case she needs it.