genessia | But I live today, I just Go Go Go (OTA)

Who: Gwen Stacey and YOU!
What: Gwen is out and about with her Pokemon, exploring Attleton, Genessia City and hanging out in Nova City.
When: All day on the 21st.
Warnings: None for now. Might change at some point.

The first place Gwen heads to after leaving her apartment is a park in Attleton. She has her Pokemon with her, Iroh the Fennekin who is happy to sit by Gwen. She has Lin, her Alolan Geodode, Lin, who is happy to be out of her Pokeball, stretching her arms and floating around. And she has her Tynamo, Miles, floating away in a small pond. This is the one she's reading up on in her Pokedex, a small look of alarm on her face as she looks at Miles.

"My friend, you are not allowed to evolve. Like...ever. You go from adorable little shocker fish, to absolutely terrifying to even more terrifying. So stay cute. Okay?"

Gwen's teasing the Pokemon. Even Iroh can recognize when his trainer is joking, headbutting Gwen on the leg and looking up expectantly. Gwen's backpack is nearby and there are a few twigs sticking out, one of which she pulls out and tosses to her Fennekin. The twig is caught and Iroh runs a short distance away to chew on it.

She could get used to this kinda life, honestly.

Later on, she's grocery shopping in Nova City. And she is very much so shopping like a teenager whose parents instilled a few small healthy eating choices. Mixed in among the junk food and microwave meals are apples and bananas and oranges. But mostly it's junk food. The only Pokemon she has out right now is Iroh, who is happy to trot along beside her, looking up at Gwen when she reaches for anything. The Fenniken is also helping! See? Gwen has accidentally dropped an orange and Iroh has picked it up, making some noise to get Gwen's attention.

"Oh, man. Thanks, Iroh. I didn't even notice."

Someone should probably stuff a few carrots or something in her basket. There is way too much sugar in there. Way too much.

Is that S'mores cereal? Tucked in next to a box of Fruity Pebbles? Yes. Yes, it is.

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Lin floats around the apartment, taking her time to enjoy the space, stretching her arms and stopping near Gwen, looking pretty pleased with her life right now. Gwen still has Tynamo's ball in her hand, still unsure of whether or not she wants to let him out just yet. It's not like the apartment is small.

Lin and Iroh are off in a corner, having a conversation and Gwen watches them for a moment before looking at Peter.

"I named him Miles, after a friend of mine."

If Peter was expecting more Avatar references, she's very sorry, but this was too perfect.

That was in fact what he was expecting. Some kind of Avatar reference. Like Mako maybe? He seems kind of fishy and can also do electricity. Miles, on the other hand ... He’s suddenly trying to remember every fictional Miles he’s ever seen or read about. Miles Edgeworth? Prower? Vorkosigan??

“Your friend likes Ace Attorney?” he says, deciding to just go with his first guess. Even if it’s probably terrible.

Nope. She shakes her head at that and actually has no clue what Ace Attorney is, so there's also some uncertainty there. She is going to explain the name, however, and watch as Lin hovers back over to Peter, holding out the box of S'mores cereal.

"Miles is a friend of mine from another universe. The one I found myself in before I woke up here. That's his original universe. He's the new Spider-Man, there. One of his abilities is he can shock people with just a touch."

Thanks Lin, you’re the best. Peter happily helps himself.

“Whoa,” he says, his eyes widening a little. A spider-person with electricity powers? Super cool. “That’s new. I mean, I definitely don’t have those.” He pauses, though, as something else occurs to him. “Wait, you’ve been to other universes before? And what do you mean, the new Spider-Man? Did the old one retire?”

"Yep. Remember I told you I have experience with the multiverse? That was it. I got yanked into the wrong universe because some giant tool built a machine that opened doors to other universes."

Oh, Peter. She knew that question was coming, but it wasn't really something she wanted to answer. There's some hesitation from Gwen, but that's probably telling. Running her fingers through her hair and then brushing her hand over the side-shave she had to get thanks to Miles, she sighs.

"He died. Probably because he was trying to stop the aforementioned tool and his machine. The thing about poking holes in the multiverse is, it doesn't want holes poked in. So things retaliate. Realities start encroaching on other realities and if a person or living thing..." She's assuming that's what Spider-Ham is, she doesn't know. She just thinks he looks like someone did a lot of drugs before trying to write a cartoon for Looney Tunes.

"If a person or living thing is in the wrong universe, it's like their cells and atoms know it's wrong. So they fight back. And it hurts like hell. We called it glitching. It's kinda like...turning on your TV and it's at a station where four or five stations are trying to come through, only with absolute agony and deterioration on a cellular level. The original Spider-man from that universe knew how bad it could be, and wanted to stop him before people died. And he did...for a bit. It was up to new spider Miles and several of us to really stop him for good. The machine was blown up, and the bad guy got sent to jail."

She wasn't exactly there for this. She was just going by the idea that Miles is a good kid. Miles is the best man for the job. If anyone can stop Kingpin, it's him.

Oh. He quiets suddenly, listening to all of that. Deep down he probably should have known that would be the answer - he already knows he’s probably not going to just retire someday, not with how much the world clearly needs him. And he’s come face to face with the alternative. But that still hadn’t quite clicked in his head. That he can (will?) die on the job just like Tony did, and someone will have to take over for him in turn ...

He stares straight ahead for a moment, his breath rattling in his ears. Come on, Peter, say something. Don’t freeze up. Obviously you’re not dead here, and if you’ve never met this Miles guy then who’s to say anything like this will happen to you too? And maybe this Spider-Man that died isn’t even Peter Parker. Clearly there are other people taking on the role.

“Oh,” he says at last, a little shaken. “I didn’t realize. Guess I should have.” Breathe in, breathe out. “I’m really glad you were able to fix things though. And I hope Miles got a chance to get some help starting out.”

He knows how that is, okay. Tony helped a lot.

There are too many Peter Parkers who died in her life. Two too many, and she didn't even know the second one. But it's clear that when he mentions Miles, she's briefly distracted and doesn't hear him right off. Iroh is getting scratched behind the ears as Gwen thinks about the time before Genessia.

She turns to look at Peter, regretting saying anything because of the look on his face.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have...said anything. But, yeah. We did what we could to teach Miles in short notice. He picked up web-swinging really fast, and learned how to control his Venom Strike ability and turning invisible."

Yep. That's an ability and it amuses Gwen greatly. "I'm jealous."

Sorry Gwen. He's maybe a little sensitive to staring his own mortality in the face right now.

"I'm jealous too," he says, managing a weak smile. "Turning invisible would be super useful. Even the suit Stark built for me couldn't do that."

Taser webs, yes. Kill mode, absolutely. But not invisibility. And now he's wondering if he could engineer something like that.

Gwen wouldn't mind taser webs, invisibility and Insta-Kill, but she's glad for what she has. Her skills have been put to use to save people frequently, and the suit she has she wears with pride.

"So, what pizza places are still on our lists?"

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