Spiderboy & Co

Just the usual... SHI- Part 1

A/N The first part, where our mains meet. The oneshots are based around the time of the first/second movies in the avengers but are set in the present time. ~ML 

( Blake )

Blake strolled along the littered street of New York. Funny, how come the streets aren't immaculate, this is the road that the Stark Tower is on, she'd never thought about that before. A gust of wind passed and she retracted back into her black hoodie. It was Autumn of course but it felt like winter already. The days were getting colder, shorter and darker. Confused, she glanced up at the sky; she rarely felt the cold. She never had the heating on in her flat in winter. Last night she had been drawing up designs and doodling, okay mainly doodling, but still. She Yawned and fishing the ID from her pocket, slammed it down on the scanning panel, it bugged out a bit and then decided to open the door, she had to stop doing that. The glass in the building on the first floor was all one way, only people from the inside could see out, stopping the Press from badgering Stark and the rest of the staff. However, Jameson always found a way to leak some of what was happening in there. Fun. People are always so greedy for information. She sauntered up to the receptionist,

'Any mail?'

The Receptionist glanced at her quizzically, ( I love that word lol ~ML) she was some slaggy intern from LA, you know the ones who wear really long fake nails and heaps of makeup.

'Mail?'

Blake glared at her,

'Yes, mail. It's your job, do you want me to go tell Stark to send you back to California Jobless?'

The receptionist panicked slightly, a bit like a distraught bird, she knocked over some of the papers as she shot up and bombed at the pigeon holes searching for an unknown name then remembered she had not asked what said name was. Blake sniggered,

'It's Blake.'

'Surname?' The receptionist asked wayyy to fast.

Blake rolled her eyes, 'Nevermind I can see it from here, it's empty... Like your career choice.' 

She added flippantly. She went past the desk and over to the lift hovering the button 91st floor then pressing for the food storey. The lift stalled for a moment then rose steadily and in a few seconds, she was on the Cafeterias floor. She ordered a coffee then sat down in a booth. Just as one of the people there served her coffee up, two figures walked in...

(Silver)

Silver walked into the Cafeteria with Peter still arguing about the plotholes with Frozen.

"Olaf melting for Anna should count as an act of true love!" Silver argued

"Olaf doesn't count!"

"*le gasp* why not mister smartypants?"

"Because he is a snowman!"

~A girl mumbled something and the arguing teens turned to look at her for the first time.

She had dark, nut-brown hair and cat-like green eyes that flicked between Silver and Peter in the silence, She wore a black hoodie and jeans and had a thin black velvet choker around her throat.