My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless.
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Achievements
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Eye of the Tiger: Survivor
"Okay, so." P3 dumps out some broken devices on the table. "Connors, Marko, Dillon, and, uh...look, I think that I can repair the devices for Dillon and Marko, but the others..."
"Well, Brianna and I got Connors." Parker says.
"Yeah. We've already cured him once, so no big deal." I nod. "What?"
"It's no big deal." Parker and I tell them.
"Great." Peter nods.
"Yeah. That's great." P3 agrees.
"I think I can make an antiserum for Doctor Osborn. Been thinking about it a long time." He pauses. "Gotta cure all of 'em, right?"
"Right."
"Yeah, it's what we do." Peter walks off and I grip P3's shoulder in comfort.
"What?" P3 questions as MJ stares at us.
"It's just...three yous." MJ tells him.
"And a female one." He looks at me with a grin.
"Not exactly." I shoot an electrical web at Parker's back.
"Ow, ow!" Parker groans.
"Good."
"Woah." P3 whispers. "Is that-"
"Real? Yep." I nod. "It didn't happen at first, but, as I kept getting stronger, it just kinda came out. It happened right after me and Parker fought Connors. Good thing it came out when it did because Dillon would've killed me."
"Dillon's made of electricity."
"I know. I consume radioactive energy. Therefore, I consumes his."
"Wow. So, you're not Spider-Girl? Spider-Woman?"
"No." I shake my head. "The people of my town call me Ghost."
"Why?"
"You'll see. Actually, you probably won't see me. But you will."
"I am now confused, but, for some reason I trust you." P3 tells me.
"Good." I take out my badge. "I mean, you kinda have to."
"You're a cop?" He gapes.
"Back in Gotham, yeah." I nod. "Okay, glad you get you acquainted with me, P3, but we got work to do." I place my badge back into my hoodie pocket.
I keep my gaze on the table as I shoot a web towards some goggles and beakers from behind me. I pull my arm back and place them down on the table.
"Careful." I catch a piece of device that was about to roll off the table.
