in the chill of the night/at the scene of the crime

[incywincyhero]

WHO: Spider-Man and YOU!
WHERE: Roundabouts the City.
WHEN: Nights/early mornings of the 4th through the 8th.
WARNINGS: Snark, punching people.
SUMMARY: Patrol!
FORMAT: Quicklog to start, than w/e. Just name the place and time!

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Late evening of the fifth? Some...random...alleyway.

[girlverine]

Laura was out making some money on the streets. Now, this could've been taken rather horribly, considering she had once done exactly what that implied, but her methods were somewhat more...direct...now.

She was once again fleecing a drug dealer of his earnings. She'd staked him out for a couple hours, and once he'd served enough customers, she felt, she'd waited for a moment alone and slipped into the alley behind him.

Now he was upside-down inside a trash-can which was shoved inside a dumpster, the lid closed so that his feet kicked feebly against against the lid as Laura absently began sifting through his belongings, separating it into 'useless things and drugs' and 'money.'

She paused, mid sort, and looked up, sniffing at the air as a familiar smell she couldn't identify came into her range. Hnn...

[incywincyhero]

"Playing 'Bigger Fish,' are we? Or 'Smaller Fish with Bigger Teeth,' in your case," called a voice from the darkness. Moments later, a red-and-blue-clad form dropped down to eye level, hanging upside down from a slender strand of webbing clasped between hands and feet.

"You know, when most kids your age need money, they get a job at the nearest Subway's. Now, I'll grant you the economy ain't the friendliest to high-schoolers needing work experience, but still, it's a bit of a leap from burger-flipping -- salad sorting? -- to mugging people, even the ones that deserve it." Spider-Man paused, looking her up and down. "Okay, I know I've met you somewhere, I just can't place it. Teenage girl, dark hair, grumpy expression ..."

He snapped his fingers. "Hey, I remember now! You're Girlverine!"

[girlverine]

Spider-Man. She recognized the voice before the smell, but she'd only actually interacted with the web-crawler once. And frankly, that had been more than enough for her. He was so...flippant.

"I am not mugging him." She answered, ignoring his rambling wanderings about jobs. What was it with some of the superheroes and banter? Laura would never understand Banter. Sometimes she tried it, but...well...it always sort of fell apart. She was much better at the silent fighting thing. It was more intimidating anyway.

"He is a drug dealer." She indicated the pile of merchandise she had taken off of him. "And the money will serve no purpose sitting in a police impound, and the original owners already spent it on something illegal." Laura had no moral issues at all with her 'job', as it were. It was, in essence, victimless. Unless you counted the drug dealer.

Which she didn't.

"I am not Girlverine. My name is Laura."

Night of the 4th!

[sanguinosi]

[Ladd wandered the streets a lot at night. He wasn't much of a "morning person" or a "daytime person", mostly because nothing every exciting during the day. At night, it was when the criminals came out of the woodwork.

They were the easiest fights to pick. Civilians always raised attention and issues unless you do it carefully. Criminals? Nobody cares if they die. They just assume it's another gang war.

But Ladd also spent a lot of nights in and out of bars. He hadn't got much money, and the money he did manage to "collect" all went straight into drink, food, clothes and guns. If he felt like paying for it, of course.

So it's on this night that Spidey will probably catch a rather tipsy Ladd beating up some random hobo, smiling with his trademark grin as he stomped his stomach with his shoes.]

Night of the 6th. Random Rooftop?

[free_dumb_ring]

Freedom Ring never was much one for patrol. But he did like to go out and have fun. And if he just so happens to come across a mugger or other criminal, he's got no problem stepping in to do something about them. But tonight, it's just fun.

Coasting along the sky in a self-propelled hang-glider, the recently imported reality alterer seemed to be enjoying the night. He was at least until a key error occurred. He'd made his little vehicle but forgot to keep generating fuel. When he noticed that the engine had cut out, Freedom Ring panicked a bit. This distracted him enough for the hang-glider to vanish. This sent the young man in pink and black plummeting towards a nearby rooftop. Luckily enough for him, he managed to create a large airbag to break his fall.

A few moments after hitting the airbag, Freedom Ring made it vanish. This left him sprawled on the roof looking rather shocked.

"Whoa...hope no one saw that."

Re: Night of the 6th. Random Rooftop?

[incywincyhero]

Spider-Man was perched on a roof taking a coffee break when he heard the whine of a small engine. Tilting his head up, he saw the figure in the hang glider pass overhead, lit from beneath by the lights of the City. Mere light pollution wasn't enough to get a good look at the guy, but something about the way the glider moved suggested he -- she? -- was joyriding, not headed anywhere specific. Well, there were plenty of superpeople in this town, most of them innocent, and his spider-sense wasn't even twitching. No point harassing the guy, Spidey thought, he's just having some fun. Though it's a bit dark for screwing around with a glider...

Right on cue, the engine cut out, and Spidey sat up reflexively, putting his cup down on the roof. He waited, poised to see whether the pilot would recover, already calculating the webbing he'd need to snare the glider and kill its momentum before it hit the ground. Then the glider disappeared, and Spidey gawped for one precious second before instinct kicked in and he leaped into action.

Go go go go

[free_dumb_ring]

Freedom Ring jumped when spoken to and sat up, startled. He looked around quickly, ring glowing with power in case he had to fight even if the ring was no longer the source of his power. When he saw Spider-Man, the reality altering hero blinked then grinned.

"Heya, Spider-Man!" he greeted. "Uhh...think I am," he answered, looking himself over. No blood, no broken bones, just a bit a bruising. "Yeah, I'll be fine. "Man, I'm glad to see you."

[incywincyhero]

Spidey sat up then, rubbing the back of his head. "Looked like you took a hard fall there, I was kind of expecting to find a body." A pause. "The heck were you doing, anyway? I saw a glider and then it disappeared."

Dibs on the 7th, late night

[secondhandwebs]

With almost a year under her belt, making her time being Spider-Girl in the City essentially equal to her time being her back home (thanks to a few family-forced hiatuses), the City had pretty much lost all it's shocks for May. Oh, except for that one where she was no where near being the only spider-person in town. Spotting left over bits of webbing from where Gerry, or Ben and now Peter or Spider-Woman had recently been was still a trip in her book, especially after all those weeks back home of arguing with Gerry that New York only needed one spider-themed vigilante. So much for that idea

evening of the 4th at some gas station... ldkjfa

[haki]

[ Luffy was hungry and, of course, forever broke. Everyone warned him not to just walk off with hot dogs... So now he was in front of the convenience store, pressing his face against the glass. ]

St'doh..... hungreeeeeee--

[incywincyhero]

[ Spidey's stomach had been rumbling for the last half hour, so when he finally spotted an open convenience store where it didn't look like he'd get food poisoning, he dropped to the sidewalk in front with a sigh of relief.]

Phew! Thought I'd have to risk that place with the dead mouse in the window -- oh, hey.

[ Beat. ]

You're supposed to buy and eat it, not stare at it, you know.