Idiosyncratic || Peter Parker ||

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"W-wait wait wait -- you're telling me the guy at the cinema was Steve Rogers - C-Captain America Steve Rogers." Peter huffed, out of breath, his voice muffled by the fabric of the red mask covering his face. Narrowly missing a punch directed at his face from a perpetrator in the dimly lit street. Isabelle laughed, her voice also muffled by the fabric of her suit, parts of it glowing brightly with orange light as she flips off the top of a car and kicks another perpetrator in the face. 

"Yeah -- sorry I was meant to tell you days ago - it just slipped my mind -- watch it on your right!" Isabelle directed Peter, she quickly changed the dial on her cuff, feeling the familiar tingle rush throughout her body. Orange energy danced around her fingers as outstretched them, stopping a foot mid kick from hitting her boyfriend in the head. "Wow, that is so cool! I met Captain America!" Peter gushed kicking his feet out from underneath one of the thugs, outstretching his hand and a rush of web fluid spurting out of the web-shooters with a satisfying 'thwip' capturing a thugs hand and pinning it against a shop door. 

Isabelle twisted her hands around, making the thug spin in the air and hit the concrete sidewalk harshly. Twisting the dials on her cuff again, quickly switching abilities, picking up the man in all black by his ankle lifting him up over her head and slamming him into the concrete making it shatter under the sudden force. She does a similar motion, however, drags the man struggling to get free from her grip, "Hey - Spidey - Go long!" She called out, stopping at the other end of the street. 

Peter finishes up webbing the other thug to the wall when he turns, just in time to see the other being lobbed toward him. "Hey! I wasn't ready!" Peter yelled, panic shooting through him as he outstretches both his hands, webbing the thug up before pinning him to a street lamp pole. Both men were groaning in pain, unsure what had happened. Everything happened so quickly, they were just trying to jack a nice looking car outside of an office building when Peter and Isabelle showed up not a moment too late. 

Jogging across the road, a laugh passes her lips as she stood beside Peter, clapping her hands on his back, "that was awesome! Nice Catch." She complimented, a grin on her face that no one could see. Peter was also grinning, feeling flattered by her compliment. Police Sirens echoed through the streets, getting seemingly closer as the high pitch squeals bounced through the empty streets at the dead of night. "I think that's our cue to get the hell out of dodge," Isabelle muttered to herself, pressing several buttons on her cuff and igniting the thrusters equipped in her boots. 

"You don't have to tell me twice - I'll race you home?" Peter challenged, while his expression was hidden behind the mask, Isabelle was positive the boy was smirking. He always felt more confident in his Spider-Man get up, which she couldn't seem to understand given that in and out of their suited alias' they were still dating. "Great - I'll see you home slow-poke, don't take too long, I might be gone by the time you get there." 

Her thrusters made a deep rumbling noise as they pushed her upwards and forward at an easy paced speed. Behind her, she could just hear the sounds of Peter's web-shooters, as he frantically kept up with her. Swinging around from street lamp to street lamp, Billboard to billboard and street sign to street sign. "You know - it's no fair you can fly." Peter's voice huffed out, exhaustion overtaking him. 

She slowed down, looking down and around to see the boy with the red and blue homemade suit swinging around. Chuckling, she dipped downward and snatched him mid swing, wrapping her arms around his waist securely and weaved through the buildings, "Thanks." Peter coyly murmured, trying his best not to look down but focus on Isabelle's well-hidden face. "If you were tired - you could've just told me, Pete. It's been one helluva week." She pointed out, her voice was low but enough for Peter to hear.