Once I had love and it was a gas

[spideyguy]

Peter is not unused to weird shit happening at this point in his life. To be perfectly honest, it's kind of expected. Perhaps it's because he spends most of his days as Spiderman, more often than not, but he's been particularly sensitive to it recently. The city has been...a little off, as of late, his spider sense activating on seemingly nothing, setting him on edge. More than that, it feels less like an immediate danger and more of a forewarning to something bigger, like Peter should be gearing up for...something.

But he ignores it, because what can he do besides be ready? It doesn't seem to lead him anywhere specific, and happens in different places, all over. As if it's following him, whatever it is. He has a job to do, people to save, and he's long since stopped chasing trouble - not in that sense, anyway, with eager eyes. Trouble has a way of finding him, and he stops it cold, now.

He's out doing just that - the carjacker he's webbed up to the wall has lost a few teeth, but hey, maybe he should have considered that before turning to a life of crime - when he senses really go off, and Peter narrowly jumps out of the way, clinging to the brick wall on the opposite side of the alley as someone falls from thin air - literally, one second they weren't there, the next, Hello, Dolly!

"Uh, rude," Peter calls down to the man-from-the-sky, unsticking one hand to gesticulate wildly. "I was kind of in the middle of something!"