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[gimmethesuit]

[Terry won't ever admit it, but he actually kind of misses the old man and the mutt, not to mention Dana and his family. Having Maxine around helps, but only so long as she isn't throwing herself into danger or being reckless. And frankly, despite the bleakness and constant criminal activity and violence, Gotham seems a lot more attractive while

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[spiders_bite]

[Oh hey Terry. Peter didn't notice you there. Don't mind him, he was totally not just crawling up this tree. He was totally using branches. And since Terry's here, Peter can't do what he originally came to do. Websling. Oh well.]

Hope you're not expecting anyone.

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Guh!

[Damn it. Too distracted to actually listen for anyone sneaking up on him.

GREAT work there, Terry.]

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Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you.

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You didn't.

[Totally did.

Terry squints though and leans past Peter to eye the trunk of the tree. The fairly smooth trunk with very few branches strong enough to support a climber. Terry used his parkour to get up there, but he wonders how this other guy managed it.]

You're a good climber.

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Oh yeah. I do a lot of climbing back home.

[That's not a lie. Technically.]

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Yeah, no kidding.

[Terry adjusts his backpack on his lap as it slips slightly.]

I haven't seen you around yet.

[spiders_bite]

[Well hopefully Terry totally bought that.]

I've been here a couple of weeks. Holed up in my pod, studying for finals I'm pretty sure I missed.

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You're studying? Man, that's dedication.

You wouldn't catch me cramming over a notebook if I didn't have to.

[Now here's another thing they can relate to; school work.]

[spiders_bite]

Gotta do something around this place to stay busy. It's either die of boredom or wait for the next batch of rabid antler-mice to come and gnaw my face off.

[Or go webslinging. But you threw off his plans. Thanks a lot Terry B<]

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Yeah, there's not exactly a lot to do here.

[Terry is so bored it's unreal.]

What I wouldn't give for a coupla rounds of Sentries of the Last Cosmos.

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Sentries of the Last Cosmos.

[That sounds like a video game.]

Never had a whole lot of time for video games. Between my job, school, and Mary, I just didn't have that kind of time.

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Tell me about it.

[Terry rubs the back of his neck.]

The guy I work for? He's a real taskmaster. Sometimes I get home so slagged I can barely see straight.

[spiders_bite]

He can't be any worse than J. Jonah Jameson. When you bring him what he wants, it's never good enough. Oh no. You've gotta go out and do it again. Nevermind if some madman is out throwing cars around like toys.

[Peter shakes his head. Not all of Jameson's employees have amazing spider powers.]

Just gotta learn how to duck, I guess.

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I know, right?

[Terry waves his arms in frustration.]

It's like nothing you ever do is good enough for them. And they want you on call 24/7.

Man, I almost failed my GATs 'cause the old man needed me right then and there.

[spiders_bite]

Seriously. When I get back, he's going to chew my butt big time. He acts like my whole life revolves around the newspaper. I've got a girlfriend and life too, y'know?

[Peter understands Terry. He so understands. *brofist*]

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[/Bat brofist]

You're a journalist?