[ just trying to make conversation, bruce says, and peter glances at him sharply. it's an odd definition of conversation, but then he is a kid. peter had hated conversation at his age, more or less. ]
The only sign from the universe I'm interested in is the one that points home. [ like monopoly? advance to go, collect $200, is the remainder of the thought, the part that he doesn't vocalise. he's not as funny out of the mask, less inclined to make a quip or irreverent remark. it all feels a little awkward as peter parker, like he's a little less equipped to pull it off. he's marginally more inclined in awkward situations, when he feels stressed or uneasy, simply because it helps to settle him. regardless, the corners of his lips twitch, like he's tempted to add the remark anyway, but doesn't quite manage it. instead— ]
A reminder not to be neurotically sanctimonious is a distant, distant second. [ beat. ] Or even third, behind 'closely scrutinised employment history', comma 'it's a long story, thanks'. [ a sidelong glance at bruce before looking away and leaning against the bar. he'd say he's never been so pleased with his spider-sense alerting him to for-real realsies threats before, but that'd be a lie: mysterio is one of his villains, after all, but it's definitely a blessing. his attention shifts to a distinctly disconcerting, disembodied hand and away again (ugh, ugh). ] And the only interesting thing is that I'm a little less interested in interesting than I was when I was your age.
[ a flicker of hesitation and peter cringes — it's an expression that says god, that was way too many variations on the word 'interest' for one sentence, and he turns the bottle of tonic water in his hand to read the ingredients. (yeesh.) ] Glad to hear some of us are having fun, though.
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The only sign from the universe I'm interested in is the one that points home. [ like monopoly? advance to go, collect $200, is the remainder of the thought, the part that he doesn't vocalise. he's not as funny out of the mask, less inclined to make a quip or irreverent remark. it all feels a little awkward as peter parker, like he's a little less equipped to pull it off. he's marginally more inclined in awkward situations, when he feels stressed or uneasy, simply because it helps to settle him. regardless, the corners of his lips twitch, like he's tempted to add the remark anyway, but doesn't quite manage it. instead— ]
A reminder not to be neurotically sanctimonious is a distant, distant second. [ beat. ] Or even third, behind 'closely scrutinised employment history', comma 'it's a long story, thanks'. [ a sidelong glance at bruce before looking away and leaning against the bar. he'd say he's never been so pleased with his spider-sense alerting him to for-real realsies threats before, but that'd be a lie: mysterio is one of his villains, after all, but it's definitely a blessing. his attention shifts to a distinctly disconcerting, disembodied hand and away again (ugh, ugh). ] And the only interesting thing is that I'm a little less interested in interesting than I was when I was your age.
[ a flicker of hesitation and peter cringes — it's an expression that says god, that was way too many variations on the word 'interest' for one sentence, and he turns the bottle of tonic water in his hand to read the ingredients. (yeesh.) ] Glad to hear some of us are having fun, though.