Tag: spiidermade

This conversation was dragging on too long and Peter was starting really wishing he understood the situation more. He’s careful of where he moves his arms, doesn’t want to cross them over his chest despite feeling like he needed to. Maybe it was nerves, anxiety of some sort, a need to protect himself if that was really possible at this point. He still had his web-slingers on, the cartridges loaded but that still didn’t change the fact that this other person had seen his face.

“Why not tell me about yourself?” Peter thinks he’s getting somewhere, if the man (or really whatever he was) was opening up about what he was exactly. “Even if you don’t think I’ll understand, I’d still like to know. You’ve seen my face, at least share a little bit of information with me. Make this worth my time, otherwise I’m going to keep pushing till I annoy you.” Peter’s grinning, amused, but it’s with a hint of playfulness that doesn’t reach his eyes.

“So you’re family is hunting you down? What for?” He’s asking, but he already knows he won’t get an answer, not something that’ll help with the situation. “Just – what is it that you’re wanting from me? To fight them? To help protect you?” That was something he could at least get behind. Killing was something he would be fine with preventing.

_{“And you’ve seen mine, but I don’t see the need -nor want- to hide behind a mask.” Ky could have very easily, but wasn’t ashamed of himself. For the most part, he was content with doing whatever he wanted or was even necessary with out one. If he was caught? So be it. He’d bribe his way out of custody.} 

_{“My family,” he said, folding his arms across his chest, “is complicated.” While he could have said more, Ky decided it wasn’t worth explaining the specifics of his family. Nor did he think Peter needed to know of everything – just the basics would suffice for now. “Not to mention powerful – maybe even more than you.”}

_{“The specifics don’t matter on that little part, but what I need,” a pause, “Rather, what I want is something more than you could possibly manage to obtain.” Or maybe that was just his own thoughts on the matter. “However, to make it in  simple terms for you…I need a distraction of sorts.” It wasn’t the type of request he’d usually make of anyone, but this was a time for firsts it seemed.}

“So I do stink? I haven’t even really done…_much…”

_{“Just take a shower.” He let a deep sigh  escape his lips. “Or i’ll make you take one.”}

His expression shifts, a look of mild disgust at the fact the other man gave him. “You don’t have to eat? What are you?” It’s a rather rude question, but at the point Peter doesn’t care anymore. His mind is focused on only two things now, and with his added sense he doesn’t feel much of a threat coming from the man. It doesn’t mean he isn’t worried about what can be done, it just means he isn’t fearing for his life.

There’s still a lingering sense of danger, but nothing that hits his chest hard enough as a warning. “You say proper questions, like I haven’t been asking you what it is that you want me to take… Sir.” Peter grins cheekily at that, amusement rolling through him. “I’m less likely to fight if you tell me what’s going on.”

_{Ky didn’t have time for these foolish games.  Stating the – almost to – obvious was not going to get him anywhere. Nor did he feel the need to admit that he absolutely needed assistance from  the Spider.}

_{No, instead, Ky went with what he knew; violence and threats. It was an assured way to either get what he wanted or… at least prove that he had  the ability to do so himself. Either way, he didn’t feel like explaining (what he thought) as the obvious.} 

_{“There is a proper term,” he said, sucking in a deep breath, and then letting it out slowly, “for what I am, but i doubt your little mind would understand it.” In truth, not even Ky understood exactly what he was at times, but… he doubted admitting such things would ever really help his case. Not here and certainly not now.}

_{“More importantly, you haven’t proved to me you’re… worthy to know exactly what’s going, but that could change.” His lips pursed into a thin-line as he thought for a moment. “If you were faced with… enemies on all sides what would you do? More so, imagine these… people who want you dead are your own family members.” He then gestured towards peter. “You see, what I want –  what i need you for – will help me get on an even playing field.”} 

All that Peter got out of this was that Ky wanted him to break in somewhere and steal something. The man wouldn’t explain what it was he was going to retrieve or even why he wanted it in the first place. His questions were met with vague answers that got him no where and it was starting to wear on Peter. Now that his initial shock of having woken up in a strange place was wearing off, he was starting to take note of the surroundings, including how close Ky was to him.

“Look, if you don’t give me any kind of answers then I not only won’t help you, I’ll find a way to stop you.” Peter has the urge to cross his arms, but he doesn’t want to limit his movements. He knows the man hadn’t removed his web shooters, and the cartridges were still loaded into them.

_{“Doubtful,” he said bluntly. “Older and no doubt… stronger have tried before.” However, he wasn’t going to say no to it – if Peter decided to fight him, than Ky would give him a show. It might have been a very short one, but all the same, it would have been a way just to prove that the other couldn’t beat him.“If you want answers – true answers, you’re going to have to start asking the proper questions.”}

_{“Otherwise, we could be at this for weeks, and you’d still not be moving from this place. You may need to eat to survive, but I don’t.” Ky’s hands then clasped together for a few moments. “Now, what I truly need is a partner, but you’re too flashy for that – not to mention you’re not exactly my type.” A pause. “More importantly, you ask far too many questions when all I want from you is two words..’yes, sir’.”}

Nostrils flare and Peter keeps his eyes on the other, hands still on his hips. “Why didn’t you just leave me?” It’s something that’s been bothering him. He knows what the other man said, that he needed his help but it’s also quite peculiar. Even with the mask gone he still had no real idea who he was. He rolls his eyes at the pun, shoulders dropping and he leans back just a little, is far more relaxed at the moment. There’s still too much sensory input and it’s hard for him to focus, to not get distracted by the light seeping in through the window despite the curtain.

“I wouldn’t have died if you left me, and I don’t believe that you’re going to try and kill me.” Large brown eyes stare back at Ky, “You haven’t even told me what it is that you’re wanting me to get or why.”

_{“I wouldn’t put your hopes too high in that regard.” That much was clear as Ky took a step forward. “You see, I might not want you dead for the moment, but that can change.” More importantly, if Ky didn’t get his way, he would be forced to dispose of the other. However, for the time being, he was giving Peter the benefit of the doubt. though, for how long that would last… was uncertain. Even to him.}

_{“—All you need to know is that it’s a game changer for me.” It wasn’t the truth or a lie, but it would change things. At least, Ky thought it would. “And that it’s the first of several tasks i’ll have for… someone like you.” Not to say that he couldn’t have obtained what he wanted himself as it was quite obvious he could have, but he was hoping he could somehow get Peter to do this for him. Even if he had to resort to a few…dislikable actions.}  

“No.” Solid words and a frown on his face. “I’m not about to do anything to help you steal.” Peter doesn’t move when the other steps forward, is staring heavily at the man. “You might deal with ambiguity but I don’t, I’m not living in a grey area or doing things that are questionable. Yes I hide my face but that’s to stop others from worrying.”

Hands are placed against his hips, and Peter is playing at bravado now, wishes he had his mask back on just to lessen the sensory input. “I don’t care if you want to call this item yours, because if you have to steal it, have to kidnap me in the process – then it’s clearly not yours anymore.”

_{“If we’re going to be quite honest; I could have left you where I found you. Sure, you’d live, but I had so many chances to squash you like the bug you are. I’m almost tempted to do so now, but…” he grinned. “I need you alive.” At least for the time being, but that could change – especially if things proved to be a bit more… problematic than he intended.} 

_{“However, should you chose to be a bit… what’s the word these days? uncooperative… I may do something we’ll both regret.” It was more than a threat – it was Ky putting on the line just what he’d do to obtain what he wanted.} 

_{“So,” he clasped his hands together tightly, “do make sure you make the right decision.”}

Eyebrows push together, jaw going slack and Peter knows the man is messing with him, yet the more he talks, the more he explains himself – what he wants… It leaves him feeling nervous. There’s an anxious flutter in his chest, an urge to flee the situation except Peter is glued against the wall. “I’m not going to do anything illegal.” His words come out firm despite how he’s feeling and he tries to straighten his back.

Shoulders taught and there’s determination in his eyes. “Simply telling me you need access isn’t going to get any kind of help from me.” Peter takes a step away from the wall, pushes down his nerves and the fleeing sensation. “What is it that you’re after – or need?”

_{“Is everything so black and white for you?” Maybe it was and Ky would have to work through that, but for now, he was going to start small. Something that while he didn’t want to – would more than likely be better than requesting that Peter steal the file for him.}

_{“Legal, Illegal, Right, and even Wrong. It’s all just perceptions.” A pause. “Or, you can think of it as different points of view.” Either way, it didn’t matter to him – not really at least. “As for what I want,” Ky took a few steps forward, “It’s simply a little distraction of sorts. See, I have been tracking down this little piece for years, and to be quite fair? it’s rightfully mine. So, it’s not stealing… just reclaiming.”}