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A roof in the warehouse district, Thursday night
Spider-Woman was having a quiet night. You know, just her, clay pigeons, a disc launcher, a rooftop, and target practice. She was done with classes for the week, so she could focus entirely on her personal revenge story for a few days. Once she was done with this, maybe she'd take a day trip to DC, barge into a Congressman's office, and start making general accusations, just to get a feel for that kind of thing. Technically speaking, she could probably get away with it in a universe that wasn't her own.
But that was for tomorrow. For tonight, she was just going to make a clay mess out of things up here on the roof. Sorry about the noise, people around the warehouses!
[OOC: Open, if anyone's around the warehouses tonight.]
But that was for tomorrow. For tonight, she was just going to make a clay mess out of things up here on the roof. Sorry about the noise, people around the warehouses!
[OOC: Open, if anyone's around the warehouses tonight.]

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"So hey," she said casually as she swung into the rooftop. "Been keeping my distance, mostly for the sake of simplicity, but I figured, better have this conversation now and not when the next big bad thing comes by." She decided to stay at the edge of the building anyway, since she didn't figure they would be having hugs and back pats anytime soon. "So, Spider-Girl, and you're the radio famed Spider-Woman who is like my age but whatever. How are you doing?"
What was the worst that could happen, that she got kicked in the face?
[ OOC: I totally missed this! ]
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"Doing super," she said, dry like a desert. "What the hell? Don't tell me I have a groupie."
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"Secondly- wait, do you have groupies? Don't tell me people actually climb to rooftops in these clothes and try to get a picture with you. That's creepy."
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