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You pulled your fist back for another punch…and then immediately thought better of it. You had a much better use for this guy.
You spun him around, hopped onto his back and snagged both wings with your webs. He struggled against you, but could ultimately do nothing as you proceeded to steer him in the direction that you wanted him to travel in.
"Follow me! We're headed back to the base." you shouted over the comm.
"Are you seriously riding that thing?" Prowler asked, an incredulous tone to his voice.
You fought back the urge to point out his incidental innuendo in favor of adopting a more...professional attitude.
"It sure beats walking!" you proclaimed, earning you a laugh from Felicia.
"Man, Callisto was right about you. You are crazy." Glass put in.
"Having second thoughts?" you asked.
He let out a brief snort. "Nah. If anything, it makes me feel more at home. If you want to fit in at Xavier's, you have to be at least a little bit crazy." he said.
You were sure that Flint probably had something to contribute to the conversation, but it was hard for him to talk when he was scattering his particles in order to keep up with you.
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As you were nearing Silvermane's territory, you began to consider the possibility that someone might be able to track you based on the energy readings that come off of these suits. It's happened before, and you're pretty sure that it can happen again.
While that might just be the paranoid part of you talking, you figure that you'd much rather be paranoid than sorry when you run right into a trap.
So, you decided to ditch your current ride and go the rest of the way using your own ability.
You clubbed Drago on the back of the head, ending his 10 minute long rant and knocking him out cold. You quickly lost altitude as his body went limp, so you wasted no time in tearing Slip from his grasp and grabbing Drago by the collar so he didn't fall to his death. Even if you thought that he deserved it.
After setting Slip down somewhere safe, you webbed Drago to the side of a building, called notified Hill on your pager and left the big buzzard hanging there.
But…not before breaking a few bones here and there. Just to make sure that he couldn't get away if S.H.I.E.L.D didn't get here in time. It'll also serve as a reminder. The next time he came for you, he wouldn't be walking away unscathed.
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Once you'd made it into Silvermane's territory, you had a much easier time traversing the urban terrain. Your pursuers were promptly halted by maggia forces, and there weren't nearly as many bullets flying past you as there once had been. But even then, your spider sense was still buzzing. It was a constant presence in the back of your mind. A bad feeling that wouldn't go away. But it wasn't a danger to you in particular. Not exactly, anyway.
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