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video: Thursday Evening - 10/22/2020
[ Gwen's face appears on screen. She's at the music store, on her shift and while there's a chance to see the look of irritation on her face, there's a loud bang and some swearing from off-screen. Gwen jumps and turns to look at the faint line of smoke coming out of the back room and she addresses her NPC coworker. ]
Holy crap, dude. Are you okay?
[ There's more swearing, anger pretty palpable as a very tall man with a thin body frame stomps out of the repairs room. He's a bit sooty and singed and pissed and Gwen steps out of his way, watching him head outside to catch some fresh air. ]
Ooooh-kay. So! Our previous instrument repair person, Agatha, is gone. Her castle is no longer in town, nor is the very road it lived on. I know this because I went to drop off something of hers and it's...literally just not there. It's probably a good thing she's gone because she's kind of in trouble right now.
See...nowhere in her job description did it say she could weaponize instruments but we just had a couple flutes and a clarinet returned that had some interesting extra features added. The new repair guy, Eitan? He's really good at what he does, but what he does is for actual instruments. Neither of us can figure out how to make these instruments safe again. They're being turned over to the police and anyone that's had an instrument 'repaired' recently...if it's acting funny, bring it by. Financially, this is going to suck, but we'll replace it for you. Cool?
Cool.
[ A sigh, a shake of her head and Gwen turns off her feed just as Eitan comes back inside and heads to the repair room to keep working. ]
[private text to the other spiders: ]
My danger sense is flipping out. I'm cancelling my classes for tonight and going home. I cannot believe my place of zen and peace was screwed over so badly by this.
Holy crap, dude. Are you okay?
[ There's more swearing, anger pretty palpable as a very tall man with a thin body frame stomps out of the repairs room. He's a bit sooty and singed and pissed and Gwen steps out of his way, watching him head outside to catch some fresh air. ]
Ooooh-kay. So! Our previous instrument repair person, Agatha, is gone. Her castle is no longer in town, nor is the very road it lived on. I know this because I went to drop off something of hers and it's...literally just not there. It's probably a good thing she's gone because she's kind of in trouble right now.
See...nowhere in her job description did it say she could weaponize instruments but we just had a couple flutes and a clarinet returned that had some interesting extra features added. The new repair guy, Eitan? He's really good at what he does, but what he does is for actual instruments. Neither of us can figure out how to make these instruments safe again. They're being turned over to the police and anyone that's had an instrument 'repaired' recently...if it's acting funny, bring it by. Financially, this is going to suck, but we'll replace it for you. Cool?
Cool.
[ A sigh, a shake of her head and Gwen turns off her feed just as Eitan comes back inside and heads to the repair room to keep working. ]
[private text to the other spiders: ]
My danger sense is flipping out. I'm cancelling my classes for tonight and going home. I cannot believe my place of zen and peace was screwed over so badly by this.
Sent as a DM
Hey Gwen, have your boss gather up all the instruments she worked on. I'm gonna ask Tony if he can help with the deweaponizing and I'm also gonna be helping with that all day.
I left you a care package though!
[ When she gets home there's a gift bag sitting on the coffee table. The bag is mostly white but he's had it customized to be a vague resemblance of Ghost Spider's signature colors. Inside the bag are about three Jasmine Bathbombs, a small speaker so she can listen to her fluxphone while in the bath, a scented candle and various other soaps and sugar scrubs-none of which contain any lavender for obvious reasons. ]
Sent as a DM
You did?
[ Soon after this last DM, Gwen gets back to the house and finds the care-package right away. She's careful to go through it, seated on the couch as she does so and by the end of it, she's grinning. Putting everything away, she gets up and starts searching the house for Peter, shooting him another DM. ]
Where are you?
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Thank you. If you find me sleeping on the giant bean bag chair in the basement, please don’t hesitate to join me.
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I already told the school. We keep records of who got what repaired when so I asked them to check a couple things. So far everything’s fine there.
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I already told the school. We keep records of who got what repaired when so I asked them to check a couple things. So far everything’s fine there.
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But she was here. Outfitting clarinets with cylinders and triggers.
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[ He's seen it as The Bat, but, he figures getting more opinions on the matter is helpful. ]
I didn't know you played.
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I play the drums. I've been playing for years.
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[ From their first (and only meeting) she had known that Agatha was a little weird, but he'd never really gotten any dangerous vibes from her, Spider-sense or not. ]
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Yep. Gone. I tried calling her FluxPhone but her number is no longer in service. And now we have dangerous musical instruments in town. So that's fun.
[ It's not fun. It's the least fun. She hates it. ]
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[ At some point in the afternoon, there might be a flash of black and red swinging between city buildings. ]