The Will to Fight: comms

[voidtreckermods]

Talk to All

Talk to Team

Talk to Individual

For the third option, a list of passengers appears and names can be searched for by letter. Anyone who has been working to try and make communications happen on their own devices will find those linked in to this network- though it is still only possible to use voice. If they have headphones from the music room they can make it so they work like earpieces.

Comments

[vanity_fair]

Magic-magic.

( brevity is just gonna be his motto today, apparently. )

I'll make a wider call here in a bit.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Cool.

[ A pause. ]

You haven't read anything about the keystones have you? I may have uh-kinda sorta... broughtonethroughtheportal.

I didn't mean too! I just sorta sill hand it my hand and like the last time I picked up something glowy that I didn't know what it was it turned out to be a bomb and nearly destroyed the Washington Monument while friends were in the elevator.

[vanity_fair]

You did what? Why, exactly?

( Peter, why would you do that??? It's the first time Tony has sounded overtly aggrieved since he got here. )

[hashtagparkerluck]

[ Anyone nearby might see Peter wince. That tone is familiar and he's gotta say, he didn't really miss it. ]

Well I just-It was still in my hand still and I didn't even notice I still had it until after I was out of the demon realm thing.

but it's not glowing anymore do it's probably fine. [ Probably. ]

unless you mean the other thing-in which case-it was evidence against a weapons dealer and I did not know it was explosive once exposed to radiation. It worked out okay though-I got everyone out of the elevator before it collapsed-except for like, my self. Which, falling down an elevator shaft really, really sucks.

I also stopped the weapon's dealer guy who turned out to be my homecoming date's dad so that also turned out okay. Well.. not okay. Liz and her mom were pretty torn up about about Mr Toomes being a weapons dealer.

[vanity_fair]

Great context; not relevant. Save it for the train. Now where is this keystone?

[hashtagparkerluck]

Oh, right. It's about four feet to my left.

[vanity_fair]

Cool. Can you put it back?

[hashtagparkerluck]

I mean, probably?

[ Why is he getting the feeling this isn't actually a question. ]

But do I want to? This is the thing that was used to make the portals so it's better off not in the demon realm?

[vanity_fair]

Okay, second question: can you destroy it?

[hashtagparkerluck]

Easily. I think. It's already broken in a few places.

[vanity_fair]

Then finish breaking it. We can still study it later, even when it isn't part of a demon realm.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Okay, Whatever you want, Mr Stark.

[ There's a faint 'thwip!' from Peter's web shooters as he pulls the broken Keystone back closer to him and then the sound of something hard and solid breaking. ]

It's now in two pieces.

[vanity_fair]

Thank you.

( A pause, and then he hedges suddenly, )

Listen, kid...

[hashtagparkerluck]

[ If he came off as a defiant teenager, he really didn't mean to. He's just tired and a little grumpy as there's a lot on his mind. ]

Yes?

[ He does his best to sound polite and not irritated because he's really not irritated, he promises! ]

[vanity_fair]

You've got someone back home, right?

( plowing on ahead anyway, because for an odd, uneasy moment he remembers sitting in the back of that humvee, amid three soldiers not a few years older than Peter, three kids who died senselessly for him: )

Don't forget, you gotta get back to them in one piece.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Um, yeah. My Aunt. May.

[ Peter admits, thinking about May and what she'd think of what he's doing. It's hard to say because she knows him better than anyone so she'd know why he was on the Red Team this go around. ]

[vanity_fair]

May.

( Just for confirmation, before he adds, since Peter shot past it and ughhh what is feeling responsible all of a sudden, no, )

You heard what I said, right?

[hashtagparkerluck]

Yeah. And, I get what you’re saying and I would not want to do that to her-especially after-well it’s kinda just her and me now.

But she knows that I’d never be able to sit still if I knew I could do something to help. That’s how Ben was-that’s how Ben wanted me to be. With great power must also come great responsibility. And.. well I definitely have great power.