voidtreckernet | audio: day 23/morningish

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audio: day 23/morningish - from the dressing car

Okay, so...boredom is still a massive issue on the train, I see.

[ Good morning to you, too, Gwen. You've been back literally two seconds. Okay so more like six days. This is the first appearance she's put in. She only just started showing up for work and even then, she works quick and gets out of there. Goes find Peter to spend time with him. She left him for a few days and wants to make sure he doesn't do the same, even if it wasn't something she controlled. ]

So, we're gonna play a game. It's a train-wide game. Anyone can play. The only off-limits areas for game-play are the medical carriages and the kitchen. It'd be stupid to play in there. This also means you can't just hang out in there to avoid playing. That's cheating.

We're gonna play 'The Floor Is Lava!' Basically what this entails is someone, anyone, can at any time say 'the floor is lava!' and you have five seconds to get off the floor. If you're still on the floor after five seconds, you lose. The floor is lava for two minutes after it being called, so you can't touch the floor for that amount of time.

Enjoy!

Also. Hi, to the new people. I'm Gwen Stacy.

[ Pause. Silence and then before she logs off; ]

The floor is lava.

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Oh my god. I just woke up, Gwen. Why is the floor lava already?

I can't leave the room.

Oh well, Guess I'll die.

[ Don't mind his drama. ]

Because I’m bored.

Make room. I’m coming to see you before you die. Sound good?

I’ll hold on just a little longer just for you, Gwen.

That’s love right there. Gimme five minutes.

Better hurry, I’m fading fast.

Rude.

[ Shes there in three minutes, and from the sounds of it, she’s risked the lava floor to get to him. Their door opens and she’s quick to hurry in, immediately hopping to hang on the ceiling from the palms of her hands. ]

Are you dead?

No, I just barely managed to hang on, to see you one more time with my dying breath.

...

I love you!

[ he just sort of flops over and rolls on to the floor. At some point he moved to Lightening’s bed. ]

I love you, too.

[ She laughs as he flops to the floor and then tries to look sad at her boyfriends horrible demise. Truly there is not a more horrific way to perish than face down on the floor of a stupid train traveling through the Void.

She swings sideways for a second, letting go of the ceiling and landing on Peters bed. Stretching out some, she lets her shoes dangle off the end before sitting up and taking them off entirely, throwing them onto her bed and leaning over to look down at Peter. ]

If you’re dead, I’m taking your bed. It’s a lot more comfortable than mine.

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Wow.

[ Peter looks up at her from where he sits up on the floor. ]

I haven't even been dead five minutes and already you're taking over my bed? There's a mourning period here, Gwen. You have to wait at least fifteen.

But an argument can be made for twelve.

That, I didn't know. [ Gwen peeks down at him again, giving him a grin before doing a slow front flip off his bed, hanging on to the underside of it so she doesn't fall on him. She lands next to him on the floor a moment later, balanced on her toes as she crouches. ]

But, now I know you're not actually dead. You telling me the mourning period rules is proof. Which makes me happy. I'd be kinda lost without you otherwise.

Aww, you're so sweet.

[ he shifts so he's sitting up a little more and just grins at her. ]

It means a lot that you'd sacrifice yourself to the lava floor for me.

Right? The two minutes weren't even up, and here I am, dying on the floor next to you.

[ So cheesy. So, so very cheesy. She doesn't care. She leans forward and rests her elbows on her knees, smiling at him in return. It's just them and she feels so very at peace with him. Something she wasn't sure she'd feel for any reason any time ever. ]

It's all very romantic..

You're the best.

[ He feels much the same way, she can understand him on levels no one else really can. They can try but no one will ever really get it like Gwen does. Before he's even fully aware he's doing it, he's leaning in closer and suddenly pressing his lips against hers-they're soft, he manages to note before quickly pulling back, his eyes a bit wide and shocked at his own actions. ]

[ Oh god. was that too soon? He should have asked first! ]

[ Gwen is as surprised as he is, eyes wide with shock. A faint smile appears on her face, her eyes on his as he pulls away.

Why was he pulling away so soon? Was it her? She bets it’s her. Her lips are chapped or something. But then she recognizes the look on his face. It’s the same look of horror he had after he told her he loved her. ]

I’m glad you did that.

[ See, Peter? She’s fine with it. ]

I just...uh. I mean, if you want to do that again, I’m not going to stop you. It’s just I didn’t get the chance to kiss back and I would like to. If you want.

Oh.

[ He sits still a moment, not actually processing her words. ]

Oh!

Yeah.. okay... uh... lemme just...

[ He scoots a little closer to her leans into kiss her again, his hand coming up to gently cup the side of her face. Is this right? This is how they do it in movies and stuff, right? ]

[ Gwen leans her head in his hand a moment, closing her eyes as he kisses her. Kissing him in return. It has her heart racing, but her thoughts have evened out. Her kiss is gentle, not intrusive. Nothing more than a press of her lips against his for a few moments before she pulls away, eyes still closed as her forehead leans against his. There’s a soft sigh from her before she says anything and it’s just one word, spoken softly. ]

...wow.

[ Peter can't help the small bit of laughter that escapes him at her word. ]

Yeah...

[ He agrees, resting his forehead against her and just... catching his breath? He doesn't remember losing it. After a moment though he just smirks before moving a little closer to whisper in her ear: ]

Hey Gwen, the floor is lava.

[ He pulls back immediately hops up to attach himself to the ceiling. ]

Son of a —-

[ Don’t worry, Peter. With the way she said it and the sudden look of highly entertained alarm in her eyes, she was not calling you a son of a bitch. She’s sure your mom and your Aunt May were and are some lovely, to-be-feared-and-respected ladies. The second she can, Gwen rolls back towards the door. Her feet stick long enough for her to push into a crouch and then it’s an angled and nimble jump to the ceiling.

Once again, she’s hanging by her hands but that changes as she curls up and presses her feet and then back to the surface. This all takes three seconds, max, with how quick she is. . ]

Easiest game of The Floor Is Lava ever.

[ And best. Clearly. ]

Mr Stark wants to play Dodge Ball someday. I haven’t played since getting bitten.

Pass.

No.

Again, pass. I'm not playing.

[He already had enough problems without creating additional challenges. ]

Why not? Afraid you’ll lose?

[ Gwen. Why? ]

I just don't like games like that.

[Childish games, he meant. He only every played them because the kids back home liked them or when adults were watching and he needed something to look like a regular kid. None of those reasons applied here. ]

Dude, Mr Stark is playing. Now, you have to.

What if I don't want to? [And he may be silently judging Mr. Stark. ]

Remember that conversation we had earlier where you said 'pass' and I said 'no'?

That's me telling you you're playing.

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In that case, I'm already on the floor. Looks like I lost already.

I'd say A for effort, but you didn't even try. That's kinda sad.

I don't see why I should put any effort in when I didn't want to play in the first place.

[Never mind that he was slightly sweaty and winded from sparring with Lightning. He's wearing a black tank and the cargo pants in his cabin and sitting cross-legged on the table the ICP is on.]

Exactly how are you going to know if we're on something and not just on the floor with this being on audio?

[Guess who is bored enough to play.]

Well, at some point, I'm going to be in the same room as you. Or someone who is playing is going to be in the same room as you. So, there's that.

[ Gwen's on the ceiling, headed towards her and Peter's room. He is, after all, waiting to die until she gets there. Occasionally, there's use of webbing to speed herself along. As a spider-brat does. ]

So until someone sees me I could be cheating and no one would know.

[He gives her a mischievious grin.]

Pretty much. I'm keeping the rules fairly light for now.

Maybe some day we'll get some kind of entertainment center on the train. Like a mini movie theater or something. For now, this is what we have.

It's only light because you're slacking on enforcing the rules. Shouldn't it be your job to mediate as you're the lava caller?

Do you know where Peter is?

I'm not the only Lava Caller, though. Anyone can call it at any time.

Peter's in our room. Dying dramatically because I called the floor is lava and he only just woke up. I'm going to go make sure he doesn't actually perish.

Well, in my book, you're now the Lava Queen. Or Lava Lady if you're prefer.

[He laughs and looks around the room for what he could jump to.]

Any chance you could steal one of his web shooters for me?

Lava Queen. I like that one better. It's just a hair away from Lava HBIC, but that's going a bit extra.

[ Gwen smirks and then kinda points out a counter near Mr. Stark before she starts counting down. ]

Five...four...three...two...one.

[ Did he make it? He probably made it. ]

Why?

Lava HBIC? What's that?

[He springs off the table and somehow manages to get to the counter. He leans over and gets the door to his room open.]

Uh.. duh. It'll make this game easier. Come on, work with me LQ.

Lava Head Bitch In Charge. See? It's kinda extra. And implies I'm going to be mean.

[ Which she is. But. Who needs to know that? Literally no one, that's who. ]

How about I loan you one of mine so we don't waste his web-fluid? Mine run on humidity and hydration. It's kinda dry on the train, sure, but there's enough for small things.

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You're questioning me about wasting his web-fluid?

[Seriously? It was a good reason, he'll admit it was just amusing when Peter made stupid hammocks with it. How much fluid did that use?]

And yes, I suppose that's a bit 'extra'. You know what.. I'm going to win this game without those.

[ Probably more than Peter should be using, if Gwen's gonna be honest. She tries to help when she can. ]

You win by staying off the floor for the entire two minute duration. I'd say you're gonna do just fine.

... we need a game with an actual way of keeping track of who's winning.

[This one sucks.]

What if we're all in the same room?

Last one on a surface is out.

Which car should we use?

[He considers their options a moment.]

What if we... ever play dodge ball? That's simple and decisive.

You really want to try to play dodge ball against a couple spider-kids?

I mean, it's not like I can shut my senses off.

[ She can. She's just being kind of a troll right now. ]

Don't use the web? Sure. I'll take you on.

[He would totally lose, but he wasn't going to back down.]

And when I win, what do I get?

[ Make it interesting, Mr Stark. Let's have it. ]

You want something other than the sheer appreciation of being a winner?

[He thinks for a moment.]

I'll take over one of your shifts in the kitchen?

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