[Open Spam]

[Peter's not an idiot - well, okay, some people might try and make that argument anyway, but he'd like to point out that they're wrong, he's actually pretty incredibly smart, thanks, just not about things like his own personal safety or rushing into things - so he's well packed for port with his own climbing gear, plus a few extras, which works out great for him until, you know.

He wakes up in the dark, alone, still wearing the Spider suit, at least, and feeling like he's got a really bad head cold, without the stuffy nose and terrible cough, but also without useful things. Like super senses. And the ability to fully stick to whatever surface he's decided to latch on to.

But he's got the costume at least, and after a couple test runs - one of which had ended with him landing hard in a pile of what turned out to be bones, which is just beyond gross - he's managed to find a good balance where he's mostly stuck to the ceiling and moving along without the aid of a harness.

(At least until someone pushes him, anyway. Then he's probably falling on his ass again.)

There's no real direction to his travel, and he'll wind up just about anywhere, although his vague plan is to try and head up.

And, you know, to find people.]

[Public Voice]

-wen? So, [ffffzzzzztt] the ship, yet?

[ffffzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzztt]

Check in? Testing, testing, one, two- [zzzzztt]

So.

Any new throwbacks to the literal ship of the damned, or are we kind of in a holding pattern for now?

[Friends Filter*]

So I heard most of you met Gwen.

[And he's kind of. Embarrassed but pleased and all together appreciative that he's, you know, got friends here, who aren't crazy or more acquaintances than anything else. People who have his back.

It's nice. And he's pretty sure it's never really going to stop feeling new and different and awesome.]

And I get why you're trying to talk her into going home, but unless the Admiral sends her back before whatever happens, happens, she's not going anywhere. Believe me, she's not. [He knows, okay.] Which means I've gotta ask you all a favor.

If - and I'm pretty sure we all know I really mean "when" - something bad happens, something like last time, and if I'm affected and you're not, keep an eye out for her?

I mean, [And he feels like he needs to clarify, because seriously.] The person I was there, he wasn't like, a monster? But I have no idea what it's going to be like this time, and I just, I don't-

[He sighs, drops his face into his hands for a brief moment and rubs at his forehead before looking back up.]

I don't want her to get hurt.

[...]

Also maybe don't tell her I said all this? [There's a guilty cringe.] I mean, don't not tell her, but. Just. You know. This is weird enough without this getting thrown in?

[*ooc: if you think your character should be on this filter, they are!]