Episode 6: Teach Me How To Study

Dec 04, 2011 16:35


A | 460 Stone St | Day | Open to passersby or housemates

[Peter's eyes snap open. He's lying in bed in his Mayfield house, in that still-unfamiliar bedroom. He's under the covers, the blanket wrapped tightly around his side, fabric digging into his skin a little. He freezes, panicking, remembering his condition. He takes a few slow, careful breaths ( Read more... )

teach! educating the masses. good times , can he teach? listen bud. ...probably no

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A surf_n_makai December 5 2011, 23:45:31 UTC
[After waking up in her own bed, disoriented and confused, Kono finally comes to the realization that yes, she is alive, and yes, things in Mayfield have returned to normal (at least normal for Mayfield). She checks herself in the mirror, checks around her house, checks herself in the mirror a second time, then finally looks out the window. Looking a few houses down, she remembers Peter, sick, bleeding dying, and the memory makes her shiver. After only a moment of deliberation, she decides to go check on him.

On her own doorstep is a package, which she puts inside to investigate later, and she makes her way down the street. What she finds is Peter holding his shoe, staring at a brown box as if he wants to squish it like a spider or something.

At least he looks ok.]

Peter? What are you doing?

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Re: A webball December 6 2011, 02:12:46 UTC

Kono! You're okay!

[He begins to move towards her, but stops short of the box on his doorstep. He looks down at it, then goes inside. He's visible from outside, opening the living room window, which he clambers out of and jogs over to his friend to hug her.]

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 6 2011, 02:16:35 UTC
[Returns the hug, laughing at him a little bit. Hugging is not something they've done ever, but fighting through zombies and dying in the same room really could bring people together. She's glad to see he's in one piece.]

Yeah, I'm ok. You ok? Your side's ok?

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Re: A webball December 6 2011, 02:38:20 UTC
[He quickly backs away from the hug, trying to salvage his macho bravado. He can't help it; he hates seeing his friends in "his" type of situations and being helpless to do anything about it.]

Ahem, me? Hah! I've had worse.

Though dying, is, um... pretty new, actually...

...That all DID happen... right? I kinda thought maybe it was a nightmare...

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 6 2011, 02:45:30 UTC
No, I'm pretty sure it happened. Unless everyone had the same nightmare. We really did... I mean, we kind of did, but we're both alive and ok.

I'm not making any sense. Sorry, it's just jarring. Woke up this morning like nothing ever happened. Weird.

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Re: A webball December 6 2011, 02:51:07 UTC
SO weird. Like, six different kinds of weird.

Now I'm getting suspicious packages in the mail... it's probably anthrax. Or... boxed polio. We're in the 50's, right? They still had polio?

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 6 2011, 02:53:21 UTC
Oh, is that why you climbed out the window?

The packages, they're not bad, brah. Mine weren't anyway. That's how I got my gun from home. It's like... Mayfield rewards you for going through their craziness I think.

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Re: A webball December 7 2011, 15:23:39 UTC
Huh. Really? Hm. I mean, I didn't put in any orders for anything though. Is it random what you..."win"? Or do they choose FOR you?

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 7 2011, 23:22:21 UTC
[Kono shrugs.]

I didn't ask for mine either. I have one waiting at home, but I just put it inside. But they're not supposed to be something to kill you... I think.

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Re: A webball December 8 2011, 04:54:12 UTC
Oh, well, as long as you only THINK I won't be horribly murdered... again...

Hm. Well. Er... I guess I should... check it out...right?

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 8 2011, 23:14:47 UTC
[Kono nods.]

Yeah, open it. It's nice to get a little piece of home. Whatever your piece might be.

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Re: A webball December 9 2011, 03:18:15 UTC
[Peter gulps and steps up to the front steps. He glances around, then reaches over and picks up the shoe that he chucked at the box earlier, tossing it back into the house. Then he clutches the box, holding it at arm's length, and opens it up. It's addressed from the Mayor. Creepy.]

[Inside the box is small folded picture. When he unfolds it, he sees this. He stares at it in wonder for a few seconds. What is this...? A drawing of me...?]

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 9 2011, 03:23:03 UTC
[Kono waits patiently while Peter opens his box. She sees the confusion on his face.]

So? What is it?

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Re: A webball December 9 2011, 03:31:50 UTC
[He stiffens a little, realizing that this photo could raise a lot of questions if someone should see it. And instantly he feels the vague, warm, almost-electric tingling starting from the back of his neck and growing in intensity as it rushes to his forehead and a wave of relief flows over him. Spider-Sense! You're back!

Yup! ...It's just an old photograph of me. Nothing special.

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Re: A surf_n_makai December 9 2011, 03:43:41 UTC
[Nothing special? Kono figures Peter must be underplaying the importance of whatever the picture is.] Well, it's nice to have an old photo, I guess. I mean, to remind you of not here.

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Re: A webball December 9 2011, 03:56:46 UTC
Yeah, not here is like way better than here-here.

[Peter's mind is somewhere else, biting his lip while he chews something over. He suddenly turns to her, looking a little serious.]

Hey, K. Can I ask you something random? Back home, have you ever heard of mutants? Like, not horribly ugly people with twelve fingers, but... gifted people?

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