Peter Parker | Spider-Man
14 September 2014 @ 02:42 pm
[So, Peter's actually been back for a while by now. More than a month. And he never really got around to announcing... that... Publicly, anyway. And while most people have probably seen him wandering around, looking a little older and a hell of a lot sadder since the last time he was here, and even more glued to Gwen Stacy's side than usual, he still feels like maybe this is a necessary step.

Forgive her, and forgive yourself James had said. Maybe it's time to start trying that.

So he still looks a little weird and hollow eyed when he turns on the video feed, but he looks less so than he has. A little more actively engaged in what's going on around him.]


This is Peter. Parker. [He clears his throat, hoping now more than ever that no one tries to tell him he's Spider-Man, or that they'd read about him and looked up to him and thought he was a hero.]

I came back a couple weeks ago, I'm a warden. And I guess I kind of never got around to this, so. Hi.

[This is harder than he'd thought it would be.]

I've been here for almost two years? [He says it like he's not sure, because time can be hard to keep track of when you get booted home and come back a week later, even though it's been a long, long time for him.] I help out in maintenance, and I hang around the lab sometimes, so if you want to do something with that, let me - or one of the other guys, I guess - know.

[And that seems like the end of what he has to say. Except...]

And I guess I play lacrosse now?
 
 
Peter Parker | Spider-Man
12 August 2014 @ 09:19 pm
[Open Spam]

[Peter's actually been back for about a day.

He remembers where he is. He does. The infirmary's on the second floor, the library's on the fifth, his neighbor's a redheaded woman named Jean who can hear people's thoughts and move things with her mind. So he knows. Everything just feels like... fog. Walking through fog.

Which is how it's felt for months now, honestly. He's not sure what took the Admiral so long - he hadn't really remembered the Barge when he'd been home, but he'd talked to him right after Captain Stacy died, and he'd been alone and desperate and numb when he'd held Gwen's body - but he'd asked, and Peter had said yes, yeah obviously, please, and so he's here.

Except he wants to be here just as much as he wants to be anywhere, which is to say he doesn't want to be here at all.

Everyone's in port when he gets back, and he's grateful for the space the not-quite Endor provides. He just walks, walks, walks, because he hasn't been Spider-Man since that day, and he doesn't think he wants to be anymore. One of the natives sneaks up on him, and apparently, even off brand Ewoks can sense when someone's walking around with a hole in their chest. The hug he receives is bizarrely one of the most comforting things he's experienced since the funeral.

A hug isn't going to fix everything, though, so Peter's back to feeling sullen and empty and numb when port's over. He goes through the motions: stopping by the maintenance office, staring at the pen formation in the ceiling he'd made a lifetime ago last time he was here, eating mechanically in the dining hall, staring over the rail on deck watching the stars with a thousand yard stare that shows he's not really all here. He looks older - not much, but older - and tired and worn, and his reactions are dulled, but it could be worse. At least he remembers.

So Peter's back, but he's not really the same, and it shows. Something's broken. He's not sure it's ever going to be fixed, even if he gets his deal.

It gets worse when he realizes Gwen's room isn't here anymore.]

[ooc: multiples, fuzzy time, old and new cr all welcome. c:]