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Gwen Stacy ([personal profile] hibana_incursa) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2019-08-10 10:15 am

Apple - early morning day 22 - closed for now. Other starters coming later.

Who: Gwen and Peter, Gwen and others later
What: Gwen has returned! From where? No stinkin’ clue
Where: Gwen and Peters sleeper cabin
When: Early morning day 22
Warnings: It’s gonna get super cute plus swearing.
[Closed to Peter]

Waking up in a suitcase was weird. Waking up because said suitcase fell off the shelf it was on? It was also weird. And painful. And the suitcase is in pieces because a certain Spider fought her way out. It left her with a million questions, all of which she was sure the conductor could answer but as she made her way to the front car to demand he start talking, she stops outside her own cabin and listens.

It was mostly empty. Mostly. But the breathing inside and the soft snoring she knew and the second she heard it, she realized she’d been afraid he wasn’t going to be here. But he was. Her boyfriend was on the other side of the door and Gwen is quick to get inside, swiping her card and kicking off her boots and silently jumping up to the ceiling. Upside down, one hand and both feet flat on the surface, Gwen watches Peter for a second before reaching over to touch his shoulder.

“Peter. Peter, hey.”

Another gentle shake, not quite as soft as she’d done before. She wants him to know before anyone else that she was back. That seemed to matter the most.



[Hey, Asshole! - OTA - Mid Afternoon - Confronting the Conductor and getting hurt.]

Gwen had gotten a few hours of rest with Peter. She was usually a lot better about being on time to her shifts, but so far only Peter knew. And that meant that probably Mr Stark knew. Peter was practically his kid, so why wouldn't he have told Mr Stark that Gwen was back? But the point is, Gwen hadn't reported to the kitchen for breakfast, and she sure didn't show up for lunch. Instead, she headed right through the train to the first car, staring at the impossible barrier that separated the rest of the train from the asshole driving it.

Somehow, this just makes Gwen angrier. She'd had words ready, all of her words in a good speech that demanded answers and took no bullshit. But there was this weird barrier, and Gwen's small fist balled up and before she knew it, she'd punched the barrier.

She was no weak little one, no. She was a hell of a lot stronger than she looked, and she'd punched that barrier with the fullest extent of her Spider-Strength and came up...

with nothing. Oh, sure, it made an awesome and resonant BANG when she punched it. But there was nothing to show for it. Not even a dent had been made in the stupid barrier, but her hand sure hurt like fuck.

The knuckles were bloody, there was swelling and bruises lower than that.

Oh, she could tell already that she broke something. That's not going to stop the angry, foul-mouthed and very unladylike string of swearing that Gwen can probably be heard launching at that stupid barrier.

She's not really trying to keep that quiet, nor is she trying to pay much attention to her bleeding knuckles and broken fingers, either.

Little help?

[ The stomach is making demands that Gwen can't afford to ignore.]

She can't ignore the loud rumbling in her stomach some time later, so Gwen, with her hand now wrapped and bandaged despite her protests that her hand will be FINE OH MY GOD YOU'RE WASTING RESOURCES! makes it to the kitchen and is very dismayed to see it's the same egg-based dinner. She has half a mind to tell the conductor to shove all eggs up his...

Anyway.

She's looking for food and checking on her sourdough starter. It'd only been a couple days, so it should be okay, right?

Adding another cup of flour and cup of water and giving the thing a gentle stir, she turns when she hears someone walk into the kitchen. Is it a new face? Because there were several of those. Was it someone she knew? Because that'd be amazing, too.

She's going to set about with hard-boiling some eggs while she waits to see who came in.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-11 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeaaah that was nooot the best idea you ever had." That voice was somewhat snarky, but when Gwen turned, the girl who stood there at least had something of a sympathetic (and hey, impressed!) look on her face. (Because that had been quite the phenomenal string of curses, okay?)

She waved her casted wrist at Gwen. "So should I go get Tony to look at that?" Because if she could already see the swelling, that probably meant that the blonde's fingers were as broken as her own wrist had been when she'd punched that damn barrier to make a point to Iron Man.

(Contrary to popular belief, it was not on the top of her head. Don't listen to Tony.)
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-11 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I did that. It was pretty impressive too--not that your sound effects weren't!" That had been a pretty loud bang, after all, and Renee would be astounded if other people (or a certain Tony, for example) wouldn't come running at that.

"I bounced. Mostly because I tried to hit it as hard as I could, with my momentum accelerated, too. Ricocheted across the car to over there." Pointing down to the other end with her good hand. "And yeah, I broke my wrist at where my kinetic fields didn't mesh right. I'm still learning."

Wait. Waaaait. Her words were registering. Slowly. Fixed by dinner? "Aww man, you heal fast? Shit, why didn't I get any of that when they were doling out mutant powers? X-factor, you fucking suck!" It was a lot of whining, but not terribly heartfelt, because Renee knew darn well she'd been on the high end of the power scale when it came down to it.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-11 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Renee was very correct in her guess. Some very loud and angry noises would draw the man in question out. He didn't run per say, but he did come quickly from where he'd been getting coffee in the kitchen.

"What the hell- Gwen!" Tony comes storming into the room, with a glare (mainly to cover up his concern) when he spots the blond. Immediately he stops in his tracks and stares at her a moment in disbelief. "Gwen? Are you alright? Where the hell have you been?" He starts forward again, but relief was clear on his face. As he gets close, his gaze goes down to her hands and the concern comes rushing back. "What the hell did you do to your hands?"
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-11 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Oops," Renee said, barely stifling a giggle as Tony barges in. "We've got a repeat--well, sort of." Because Gwen probably wouldn't be dealing with her broken bones for as long as Renee would be.

She knew this was painting a target on her ass, but if he was mad at her, Tony wouldn't be mad at Gwen, and that was fine by Renee. "What do you think she did, genius? She punched that thing." Lifting her good hand to point at the barrier that separated them from where the conductor supposedly was. That douche canoe.

"She says she's gonna be okay though, you might wanna use just some splints, so she can take them off later. Light stuff." Because Renee was going to take Gwen at her word. Even if they were just a pair of stupid teenagers--they were in this together.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-11 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The barbs and jokes being tossed around were all ignored as Tony stepped closer and did something that surprised even himself. He pulled Gwen into a hug. "Thank god, you're alright! We were all worried about you."

He drew back and looked at her more carefully. "You have no memory at all of what happened to you besides waking up?" He looks down at her hands and sighs. "We should at least wrap those up so you stop making a mess on the floor."
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-11 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
For her part, Renee just took a step back and didn't interfere--nor did she offer up any more running commentary. She could be a jerk, and often was, but this was something heartfelt, and she wasn't going to tarnish that by being an asshole.

More than she was anyway, at least.

Really, Renee would've punched the wall again a couple times herself--especially if it would've gotten them anywhere. She's not quite dumb enough to do it just because, though.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-11 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony nods towards the door. "Come on, there are towels in the kitchen. I suppose we're all going to have to test that wall at some point, but I doubt we're going to make any headway. I'm questioning if there even is a conductor. It's just as likely this train is being driven by AI."

Once the ladies follow him into the kitchen, he gets Gwen to rinse the blood from her hands and then wraps both hands carefully in a towel. "Renee, would you run to the medical lab and get two splints? We don't want those to heal in the wrong position."

Back to Gwen, he asks, "Have you talked to Peter yet?"
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-11 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
She had hurried--she also was hanging outside for a bit. Renee felt like she was interrupting, now, but she also didn't want to make a gigantic deal out of it. So when the murmurs of conversation stopped, she poked her head in.

"These what you wanted, Mr. Stark?" She didn't want to make him move too far, so she went over to put them next to where they both were, on the edge of the sink.

"Do we even have like...aspirin or something like that here? Cuz I tried to find some, but I wasn't sure what it looked like.' And Renee hadn't really asked for any because she just did her best to ignore it anyway.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-12 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Good, I'm glad he knows." One less worry to bear on his shoulders. He was sure at some point she'd find out, but he wasn't going to be the one to explain how much her being gone had upset everyone.

When Renee came back, he takes the splints with a nod. "Yes, thanks." He unwraps one of Gwen's hands to start working. "Aspirin won't work on her or Peter, unfortunately. I'd be hesitant to try anything else given their number of allergies." He pauses and looks back at Renee. "If your wrist is hurting, I can show you where the pain pills are. I set them apart from the other medications in case we needed to regulate them."

He wasn't about to support some pain junkie on this train, especially not with all these kids around.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-12 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt bad enough to need anything." She paused, a thoughtful look crossing her face, and arched a brow at Gwen. "D'you think that's part of the fast healing too?"

Because really if one led to the other, maybe it was better that she didn't have that sort of thing. Renee already ate more because of her X-factor, she didn't need to have problems with pain on top of that, too. "That fuckin' sucks, either way."

Yeah, Renee has zero problems with cussing in this case, so she isn't even going to excuse herself.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-12 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Tony didn't like the conversation about her eating a whole bottle of pain pills, but he certainly understood what she was saying. He went to work wrapping her injured hand in some gauze and then laid splints on either sides of her hand. He made a face as he had to force a knuckle in the right position.

"Sorry. And while I don't mind the language, keep in mind we do have little kids around." He looked up from what he was doing and gave both girls an annoyed look. "Which... really? Why are all these children showing up on this train? It's disturbing. Does anything feel off Gwen? Like you had memories and they've been suppressed or like maybe you went somewhere and don't remember?"
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-12 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably should've grabbed my hand." Renee muttered under her breath. Then again, with how weird this damn train is, for all she knows, it'll heal the damage Gwen just did to it.

She's not sure she wants to say that out loud.

But when Gwen says that she was getting ready to go on a date with Pete before the conductor called her, that just makes Renee's face go flat and expressionless, eyes snapping with anger. Only the fact that she's got her own cast on prevents her from going to drop a few more pissed-off punches on that barrier.
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[personal profile] runs_on_batteries 2019-08-12 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony just smirks at the glare. He was impressed, even with the angry look at how much better she was dealing with pain over Peter. It was disappointing they couldn't get any further information than what they were given from her experience, but perhaps it was for the best.

"Leave this one for at least an hour. I know you and Peter had anything constricting like this, but I imagine the bones will be set and back in the right place by then. Because you were an idiot and hit the wall with your bare hand, you should probably clean up this mess you made on the carpet." It seemed like a punishment that fit the crime. He was grateful she was back, but still. "Maybe you can convince Renee here to help you. You could bond over knowing less awesome versions of me." He winks at Renee, he was just teasing.
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[personal profile] afterburner 2019-08-16 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Eh, you had a bit of a shakeup, so being a bitch is called for, I think. But good to meet you too, Gwen!" She narrows her eyes at Tony a little. "How do you know my version isn't the cooler version?"

She's trolling, here. Renee has never even met her world's version of Tony Stark, she only knows what she's seen on TV. Which isn't that much, either. So yeah, so far, this Stark is the cooler version. But his head is also big enough as it is.

"But yeah I did. Show up after. And apparently punched the train too. I'd shake hands, but...yeah, no. Probably not the best idea in the world at this point. But I can help you clean up the blood. I've got brothers. I think I can clean up anything, after that..."
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-11 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Peter's fast asleep in his bunk and snoring softly. His face pressed hard against his pillow and his hair is sticking up at weird angles. Knowing his issues with sleep he probably hasn't been asleep for too long-two or three hours at the most but he's sleeping hard.

Or.

He was.

He hears his name and his eyes twitch a little and he curls more into his pillow muttering something under his breath as he does.

"But I don't wanna listen to the isty-bitsy spider..." He yawns before going back to snoring softly.
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-12 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Peter stays asleep, though a small smile might have flashed across his face when she gave him that kiss. And then he's back in dreamland for another few minutes before someone decides to start humming.

He lets out a groan because didn't he say he didn't want to hear that song? Why this. But slowly, that voice is starting to register as familiar and his mind is starting to wake up. He knows that voice. Who is it? May can't sing, so it's definitely not her.

He lets his eyes open and looks over, only to feel his heart skip a whole beat. Is he still dreaming?

"G-Gwen?" He asks, voice shaky and not fully sure he's actually seeing her.
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1/3

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-13 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
She's saying words but whatever they are they're not really registering as he just stares in near disbelief at the fact he's seeing her. Really seeing her. Her hand moves over to his-and automatically his fingers curl around hers. She's back. She's really, really back.

Maybe not everything is terrible.

"Gwen-you're back!" He says a little breathlessly, his mind starting to race as he tries to catch up with his emotions. "Oh my god, you're back. Oh my god, you're really back-I was really worried because you're name went gold on the roster thing-that one person that was in our cabin left at that last stop-and then you were gone right before our date and then I accidentally told Mr Stark I love him and that was embarrassing and then I found out about the future which is super gonna suck and I kind dissociated for like the whole day-I'm kinda doing now but oh my god, you're back. I love you so much."
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1/2

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-13 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
...

wow.

He just did it again.
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3/3

[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-13 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh my god-that's like way too soon-I'm so sorry-I mean like-really like you-you're awesome and I was just-wait the conductor did what? He put you in a suitcase? Why that's so rude!"
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-13 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. She doesn't think it's too soon. That's good. She doesn't think he's moving too fast or whatever and she's not uncomfortable. He smiles and nods a bit stiffly.

"Y-Yeah, that's-that's a good point." He agrees, moving down off the bed. "I just-I really didn't want you push you into like... anything. 'Cause that kinda hing really bothers me s-so..."
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-13 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter nods, just grinning as he listens to her. She loves him too. That's awesome. His heart feels like it might be swelling-in a good way. "Yeah, I'm glad you're back-the last few days have been rough." He shakes his head and gets off the bed.

"Uh... anyways um.. then in that case I can uh-" He moves in to just hug her, arms wrapping gently around her. Gentle enough that she can just pull away if she wants-he was serious when he said he didn't want to push her.
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[personal profile] hashtagparkerluck 2019-08-14 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He smiles as he feels her return the hug. Her frame is a bit small but he feels like she's just the perfect size for hugging. This just feels right when it seemed like most of everything that's happened lately has just felt wrong. He leans his head against hers, not yet ready to stop hugging her.

"I um... I don't know. Not now." If he talks to her now then the good feeling will go away and right now he wants to keep it for a little while, at least. "Maybe later."