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New orbers in the station mean more people who are still trying to find their footing around the place and more mouths to feed. Everyone usually takes care of their own food, but Peter and others are used to cooking for groups of people - their teams and families, back in their own universe- are more often than not they can be seen cooking extra food.

It's exactly what Peter planned on doing today, now that he had much-needed sleep after the last crazy mission, and he no longer looks like hell warmed over. The kitchen is a big place, almost the same size as the mess hall, and when he walks in, Peter and Gwen aren't exactly at a closer distance. He can tell that she's new because he doesn't recognize her looks but the spider hoodie catches his eyes. Since she's busy cooking herself, Peter only announces his presence with a casual 'Hello!' and then tuns towards the cabinets on the left to grab some kitchen tools.

He's humming the song 'Another one bites the dust' to himself as he moves around the kitchen, only to stop all of a sudden, let out a scream, and drop the couple of metal bowls he was holding. They make a loud, chattering sound as they hit the floor, but it's almost drowned by Peter's frantic voice.

"GetoffmeGetoffmeGETOFMEGETOFFME!!!"

If Gwen turns to see what the hell is going on, she will see a man who's well past his thirties shaking his arm frantically in alarm, trying to get rid of the tiniest black spider clinging to his left hand.

Peter Quill, ladies and gentlemen, always giving the best first impressions.

[ Elthree has seen organics do some unbelievable things. Mostly recently, on this past mission. But lounging upside down on the ceiling is a new one.

The droid stands below the young woman, her dome tilted at an odd angle as she tries to get a proper look at her. Finally, she speaks, loud enough to hopefully be heard over the music in hear ears. ]

Have you taken personal offense to the chairs here?

Not-Parker Peter gets points for excellent music taste as well as immediately getting on with his business—both things worthy of respect. Not-Parker was in the running to wrangle an invite to NYC…until he started screaming.

Well. Screaming is what he is clearly attempting. What he has actually done is reach the whistle register. Note to self: give the guy props. But first things first—

"Hold – still!"

Reaching his side, Gwen grabs his violently flapping arm, nearly sacrificing her face in the process. The hold she has on his wrist is deceptively strong considering her skinny frame: she does not hurt him, neither is she letting him go. She thought she saw something and…yep, there it is. One gummy spider that clearly did not expect any of this clinging to Peter's finger.

"Come on, bud," she coaxes the spider. It scurries onto her palm and into her sleeve.

Crisis averted, Gwen lets of Peter and steps back. She shoves her hands into the hoodie's pockets, her eyebrows raised.

"Damn, man, Mariah's got nothing on you."

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[ gwen looks up—or rather down. she tugs at an earbud, leaving it to hang next her head. music, tinny now, continues to play through it. ]

The floor, actually. [ she points at the floor between elthree's feet. ] You're standing in lava.

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[ kaneki is a new arrival and exploring is something he has taken upon himself for now. he was not part of the last mission and he still doesn't quite know what to expect from everything happening, but he has never been to space or a space station; that was all just stories from novels and movies that, while interesting to some, he never paid much attention to. Perhaps he should have, now that he is here.

kaneki wasby the common room when he spots the little spiders the moment he was taking a book. He is curious at first, unsure what to make out of this sight; he had not been informed spiders made residence on this station too. But upon further investigation, he realizes the spiders are... different. ]

... What are you? [ he asks while reaching for one. Could they be, perhaps sentient? maybe just a different life form Kaneki never encountered before? It's entirely possible! ]

[ kaneki is twice correct, not that anyone confirms it. rather than try to hide or flee, the spiders, rude little things, ignore him. they explore the books like they’re picking out a new one for themselves.

maybe venom is a reader. wouldn’t that be a sight. just a girl and her alien goo, bonding over a book. pity she didn’t think to download any ebooks prior to multiverse shenanigans.

off the ceiling and sitting cross-legged on one of the chairs, gwen does not raise her eyes from her phone screen. ]

That’s my emotional support animal. Please don’t pet.

[ sure, “animal” may be doing a lot of work, but the rest is spot on. ]

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( He doesn't need much, actually, just a button for a shirt... that he's expecting to find somewhere in this. It looks like someone(s) tried to wrangle some kind of organization into it but gave up, and as he comes around to another box of imprecisely thrown together gears and tchotchkes, he notices he's not alone.

Like, not just the young woman staring at the room's contents as he had, but the sudden proliferation of tiny spiders that come crawling up his fingertips as he delves into another container. Not necessarily arachnophobic, but also not happy to play jungle gym to some lurking momma's brood, he tries to dislodge them with a flick of his fingers, muttering under his breath, )

–off, c'mon now.

[ the sound of grumbling—or, more precisely, the content of the grumbling—grabs her attention. before the can of intergalactic raid can come out, gwen slips over. ]

Sorry, that's mine. [ she makes an apologetic moue at the man. gwen mouths an additional sorry and excuse me as she quickly scoops up spiders. a few drift lazily to the ground and scurry after her. the ones on her hands seem to join together, flatten, looking like ink splashed across her skin. when she turns her hands, they are empty. no spiders, no stains. ]

You keep this up, I'm going to be known as the "crazy spider lady", you know that?

[ her talking to the symbiote (which has to look exactly like she's talking to the air) sure isn't helping any argument against the "crazy" part. ]

[ he is fine being ignored by spiders - it means they won't try to crawl up his legs or arms and he is very fine with - but he looks at them with much curiosity, specially how they seem so interested in books. Who'd think spiders like to read?

But when he hears a voice from the ceiling, kaneki can't help a loud gasp and he almost trips, attempting not to step on any spider and attempting not to look like an utter dumbass.

he stares at Gwen, blinking a couple of times, before he looks down at the spiders again. And then back at the girl ]

Ah-! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- [ he didn't want to touch them either ]

( Bones tips the container automatically for her in mute fascination, as if the teeming mess of them were liquid, not solid, and watches the spiders perform their strange disappearing act against her skin. She absorbed them?

Now talking, though, to someone he can't see, is something else entirely. Or is it? At any rate, he dislikes the word 'crazy' on principle so, )

Maybe not 'crazy'. Your...friends...there, are they truly spiders?

“Friend.” Singular. And no, it’s not. We’re partial to spiders, though.

[ if her voice turns upward at the end, a hint of a laugh caught in her throat, it’s because she swears she’s fucking hilarious. even without spider-woman related context, the truth of her comment is readily apparent. the magenta inside of her hood and elbows on her sleeves set off their black spiderweb pattern nicely. ]

'S fine, kid. [ she briefly lifts her eyes from her phone. she quirks an eyebrow up in kaneki's direction. ] No harm done.

[ a real life failed spot check. and harry used to get mad because they were "stupid" and "no one wouldn't not notice that thing!"

the pang of missing harry hits gwen like…well, it hits her. before she's aware, she has pulled up his messages. the last text is a plan to get takeout and make fun of a movie back at her place. that would have been two days ago.

gwen swipes up. ]

[ Yzak is minding his own business over here, peacefully trying to get a cup of coffee when— ]

aaaaAAAAUGH!?

[ He reaches to pick up a cup, and a spider falls from it.

He automatically reacts by trying to slam the cup down on top of it. ]

[ yzak used cup slam. it had no effect!

the spider, utterly unharmed, slips out from underneath and continues along the counter like it wasn't the target of a murder attempt. there is a lightness in gwen's head; it almost feels like venom's amused.

over by her frying corn dogs, gwen does not bat an eye. the train to queens alone is packed full of weirder shit.

belatedly, she warns, ] There's spiders, by the way.

[ ki...d.... he is probably the same age as her? maybe? Kaneki knows he suffers from "baby face syndrome" but still, everyone has called him a child so far (stop looking like a child, Kaneki )

But he is more worried about the fact that she hanging from the ceiling.]

Er... How are you up there? [ magic??? ]

I— I see that!!

[ He answers, voice a little higher than usual. ]

How the hell did it do that!?

[ Just SLIP OUT from under the cup like that? How did it escape his perfect attack?

He lifts the cup again, though, checking to make sure nothing else is crawling around on or inside it.

And then brings it toward the sink to start washing it. ]

[ they're the same age only if he's one birthday away from legally drinking in the u.s. of a. until then, sorry, kiddo 😔

as to how she's clinging: ] Very carefully.

[ that's not even an answer, either.

But well-he shouldn't pry, after all kaneki doesn't want to be rude. If she is an alien of some sort, maybe that's how they walk. So he isn't going to make a big deal out of it because he isn't rude (it's... a bit of a big deal tho? What the heck) ]

R-right. Hm, I will just take the book, then. [ and he will be careful not to touch any of the spiders, either ]

[ how did it do that? probably because it's not actually a spider, but rather one tiny piece of an alien goo that was designed to kill gwen except they actually turned out to get along and now it sometimes likes to go off and explore.

or— ] Are you sure you actually hit it?

[ the first corn dog comes out of the oil and, yes, it might look a bit deformed, but it's the taste that counts. ]

[ the spiders are not making it easy. not defensive or violent, but content not to move. gwen watches the attempt play out for a few seconds before straightening.

she walks across the ceiling as comfortably as if she were on the floor. no tech, no magic: just a girl in ripped fishnet tights and chucks who can cling to the walls and ceilings. absolutely normal. at the bookcase, she brushes the spiders off. ]

Move.

[ venom out of the way, she plucks the book, and presents it to kaneki with a flourish. ]

Here you go.

Of course I'm sure! My aim is always precise!! I graduated top of my class for marksmanship!

[ Nobody asked, Yzak. ]

Where the hell did bugs come from? It's been perfectly clean here! Did someone bring something back from the last mission!?

[ gwen holds up her hands in surrender. ] Okay, buddy, your aim is second to none. I bet your whole family is proud.

[ she turns back to her deep frying, but then immediately turns around again. ]

No, it's going to bug me, [ inhale, moving on, ] if I don't correct you. Spiders aren't bugs. Arachnids belong to their own class. And now that I have achieved peak nerd form for the day, [ she points to her cooking, ] I'm going to finish my corn dogs.

[ Elthree looks at the floor— very clearly made of solid material, not molten rock, then back up at Gwen. ]

I wasn't aware we were on Mustafar.

[ His mommy is VERY proud of him! Thank you! ]

... Really?

Bug, arachnid, whatever! Fine! [ Thankfully for her, Yzak has like, no sense of humor, so if he noticed that accidental pun at the start, he's not making a comment on it. ]

Anyway, you're new, right? Your name?

( His expression just says 'Ah'. Gimmicky, but if it works... )

Friend. What kind of life form are they?

( Len you can't just ask someone what kind of life form they are. )

I'm a Doctor, Dr. McCoy.

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