Third floor commoon room, Saturday night

[peter__parker]

He had been back in town for a couple days and watched his girlfriend leave. This meant one thing: Saturday night vegging in front of the TV with enough popcorn for anyone who might stop by.

Tonight he was watching the Discovery Channel, the big nerd.

[OOC: Open, of course.]

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[lilpunkinbelly]

"Hey, Peter," Dawn greeted him as she sat down on the couch near the popcorn. "What're we watching?"

[peter__parker]

"Hey, Dawn," Peter said. "Discovery Channel. Something about what life on Earth will be like after a comet hits. You know, something nice and cheery."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Have people started eating each other yet? Or frozen to death?" She asked, not bothered by it.

[peter__parker]

"Not yet. They're also not fighting each other over oil in the Australian Outback, either," Peter said. "The end of the world is nothing like what the movies told me it would be."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Lying movies," Dawn said, taking a handful of popcorn, "and the end of the world is usually pretty quick. I liked that one, though. Especially the dome fighting thing."

[peter__parker]

"That was cool. That and the weird vehicles. It's like surviving the apocalypse makes engineers go insane," Peter said. "More insane, at least."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"Are they normally...normal?" Dawn asked.

[peter__parker]

"In my experience, they're usually a bit off from normal people," Peter said. "They're kind of messed up in the head, but not necessarily in a bad way. Just in a ... different way."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"How? I've never met one."

[peter__parker]

"I know one guy who built himself a suit of armor that basically makes him a walking tank, but he's always drunk on martinis. And there's another guy who could probably invent anything he can think of, but he's all stretchy and prefers to do superhero stuff in his underwear instead," Peter said. "Oh, and I hang around on the ceiling all the time."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"On purpose?" Dawn had a healthy, if slightly negative, view of dorky scientist-type boys who wanted to be superheroes and totally weren't. "Doesn't all the blood rush to your head?"

[peter__parker]

"My body chemistry is pleasantly messed up in such a way that it doesn't," Peter said. "I don't understand how that is, but I'll figure it all out eventually when I have the time and equipment."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"You're going to test your own body chemistry? Should you do that?"

[peter__parker]

"Not without the proper equipment, but I'd eventually like to understand my powers better," Peter said. "And I don't really trust other people doing that, to be honest."

[lilpunkinbelly]

"No, I totally get that," she agreed, "but you always see people going nuts because they're been experimenting on themselves and going evil and killing everybody." Pause. "Not that you'd do that. I may have read too many comics."

[peter__parker]

"Oh, no, I wouldn't be experimenting, really. My genetics have been modified enough for my tastes," Peter said. "This would be strictly research on what's already there."