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[It's been a day or so since Peter got set up in his suite. He's not entirely sure. He'd been exposed to total information overload when he first showed up, and he needed the time to sit and let it all process. Not that doing so allowed anything to really make sense. But still. And of course with the way his body had refused to cooperate with even the simple task of listening to someone, he'd been in desperate need of some actual rest. But when he next woke up and really felt aware of his situation, only one thought really resounded.

They told him that this was an "In-Between." But Peter wasn't fooled.

Eventually he pulls himself out of bed (with a wince) and makes his way over to the console in his suite. It doesn't take long for Peter to figure out how it works, and as soon as he's got it running, he's turning on the audio feed. He's sure he's still looking pretty beaten up and he doesn't want to alarm anyone, after all. This doesn't feel like a good time for sympathy from total strangers. And "In-Between" or no, keeping his identity a secret was second nature. When he speaks, he's trying to be slow and careful about what he says-- and at the same time, there's a nervousness in his voice along with that slight strain caused by his injuries.]

Um... Hi, everyone. I, uh-- Not to sound ungrateful to the- the people who brought me over here and explained everything, but. Uh. Just wondering if there's somewhere I can go for, y'know, fresh clothes. And.. And maybe some clean bandages...? Or ice packs... Y'know, just-- any stuff like that, that would actually be awesome to get...

[There's a brief pause, during which he can probably be heard fidgeting awkwardly.]

And I... I get that I'm-- we're all stuck here. For like, forever. But-- [He stops again, breath catching. Somebody just level with me. Seriously. Just admit that this is-- some kind of after life and that's why we can't leave.] ... Never mind.

Clean clothes would really help me out a lot, thanks.

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If you want a clinic, you're going to want to go to Bianca. She's over in the Earth sector. Where are you exactly? I can walk you through it.

As for a store... I only just found out about these magical tailor shops that do custom clothes so you can wear jeans again, but I actually haven't found any yet, so I'm beginning to suspect that someone lied to me. But if you don't mind Kedan clothes, there's a boutique over in the water sector that sells some nice stuff for cheap.

[Oh. Right. Bianca. That won't be awkward at all!] I'm in the Metal Sector, I think.

[Sorry man, that... that gets Peter to laugh a little.] At this point I really will take anything. But I'll keep an eye out for the magical tailor places.

[Yes, Bianca. He rather likes her, so you better be nice, Pete.] Is everything grey and shiny there? Then yeah, that's Metal. And that's great. Metal is right next to Earth, so it's not that far.

...I'm Mark Grayson, by the way.

[Come now. Peter has never not been nice to an uncostumed lady~] Oh. Oh! Awesome. I shouldn't get too lost, then.

Peter Parker. Nice to meet you, Mark.

No, not at all. It's [gives directions using lanmarks to Bianca's clinic].

Wait, Parker? [Ten bucks says this still isn't the same Spider-Man as the one he met that time. He sounds way too young.]

[Landmarks!! Landmarks are wonderful, wonderful things.] Thanks. I'm pretty sure I can find that.

Huh? Uh- Yeah?

[Aren't they? Especially when you have no idea where you're going.] No problem. We were all new once, so let us help.

...Heh, sorry, you just remind me of someone I met once.

I guess... Do more and more people show up everyday, or...?

Oh, really? Same last name, I guess?

People used to show up every week... then they stopped for a while. You're one of the first to pop up again.

...Something like that, yeah.

[A pause.] Oh. Well, that's... weird.

It's a more common last name than I thought, then...

I'm sure there's some kind of reason for it. And seeing as how pushy some of the people are here, it won't take long before someone attempts to get the information out of the Emperor. Whether or not they're successful... well it depends on who asks, I guess.

Heh, one of those names.

So-- So there are people who've been able to talk to the Emperor? Or... not so much?

See, the Emperor gives court once a month or so and anyone can go and see her, but... uh... she's very... temperamental. So a lot of people just wind up pissing her off instead.

Oh... That complicates things around here a little.

Just a little bit.

I think with "Never-Speak-His-Name" actually here, she's going to be a bit more forthcoming, but it's just a guess on my part.

Well, "enemy of my enemy is my friend," right?

That's the way I look at it.

...But a lot of people see her as the enemy too. Not the primary one, but at least the secondary one.

I think a lot of people need to look at one thing at a time.

[...Pot calling the kettle black there, a little.]

Well you can't really blame them. There's a lot to take in.

And she did kind of bring us all here against our will.

[A beat.]

That's true. And- And I totally get it. But, y'know, a united front always kinda works better.

Heh, no complaints here. I completely agree.

I think once things start to get really bad, everyone else will figure it out too. [A crisis is always good for bonding.]

It's kind of sad that we have to wait for a moment like that at all.

Back home, there's a comic about a group of superheroes that get forced back into the game after one of their friends--and I'm using that term loosely--gets killed. Long story short, it turns out one of their allies was the murderer all along. The original guy that died had discovered the murderer's plan on saving the world... by dropping giant squids on major cities around the world, and giving the people of Earth a common enemy to band against. Millions died, and it's sort of open ended whether or not the murderer succeeds or not, but from what you see it looks like it works.

"Never-Speak-His-Name" is kind of like our giant squid, except one of us didn't manufacture it. We all have our petty problems that seem major, but pale in comparison to a giant squid destroying Moscow and New York City. It... puts your priorities in perspective. [...He might be a little disturbed how easily he can relate to the murderer's motives, even if he'd never pull anything like that ever.]

[That... actually sounds kind of familiar. But he's not entirely sure; he lost touch with a lot of comics and movies - entertainment in general, really - since becoming Spider-Man.]

Yeah... I know what you mean. But then you'd think people would already be banding together, since He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is sort of around.

They did... at first. Then no one heard from him and things happened to distract people.

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