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Danny stared at the helmeted guy for a second.

Then, very slowly, his eyes shifted toward his own current position. Upside down. Stuck to a wall. Pink hoodie bunched around his shoulders. Homemade web shooters visible under his sleeves. His mask was still covering the lower half of his face, but unfortunately not enough to hide the fact that he was probably blushing.

[color=pink]“I mean… No?”[/color] Danny said, though it came out sounding more like a question. [color=pink]”I just try to prepare for the worst possible outcome, and getting punched seemed pretty high on the list… I just have a bad history of people wanting to punch me… Oh god… That sounds pathetic… Ignore that.”[/color]

He tried to peel one hand off the brick, managed it, and then immediately almost slipped sideways. His other hand slapped back against the wall with a sticky little smack. [color=pink]“Still good,”[/color] he said quickly. [color=pink]“Completely fine.”[/color] He was not completely fine.

Then another voice spoke.

Danny’s head turned too fast, and for half a second he forgot he was upside down. The movement made his hood flop weirdly over one ear as he looked toward the air-conditioning unit. Someone else was there now. Blue coat. Blurred face. Bare feet, maybe? Danny wasn’t sure if that was real or just another part of whatever was happening. Because apparently the night had decided two mystery rooftop people was not enough.

[color=pink]“Oh,”[/color] Danny said. Very intelligent. He glanced between helmeted guy and the guy in the blue coat, then back to the helmeted guy when he made the joke.

Danny gave a tiny, nervous laugh. [color=pink]“Pink is my color…”[/color] That was not helpful. Why had he said that?

Danny cleared his throat and finally managed to get both feet and one hand planted better against the wall, though he still remained very much upside down. Standing right side up felt like a goal for later. Possibly after nobody murdered him.

At the helmeted guy’s question, Danny looked down at himself, then at the other two.

[color=pink]“Skin condition?”[/color] he repeated. [color=pink]“Is that what we’re calling it? I just called it life-ruining spider nonsense, but I guess skin condition is shorter…”[/color] He regretted that immediately. [color=pink]“Sorry. Nervous talking.”[/color]

He looked toward the stranger in blue again. Danny couldn’t make out his face properly, and that made the buzzing in the back of his skull worse. Not danger exactly, but something close to it. [color=pink]“I don’t know why we’re all here,”[/color] Danny admitted. [color=pink]“I felt something. In my head. Like a pull, or a signal, or…”[/color] 

He made a vague motion with one hand, then remembered that hand was helping keep him attached to the wall. [color=pink]“Okay, bad time for gestures.”[/color] He pressed his palm back down.

[color=pink]“The point is, I was practicing. Alone. Which was a terrible idea, and several people would love to tell me that in great detail.”[/color] His eyes shifted briefly toward his pocket, where his phone sat silent for the moment. [color=pink]“Then I felt the buzzing, heard someone yell, saw him—”[/color] He nodded toward the helmeted guy. [color=pink]“-swinging around like he actually knew what he was doing, and having the time of his life. I followed. For science. And maybe because I panicked a little. But mostly science.”[/color]

Danny looked back at the blue coat guy.[color=pink]“And then you showed up, so I’m guessing you felt it too?”[/color]

He hesitated. [color=pink]“So uh… This might sound strange but uh… Were you both at ESU?”[/color] he asked, quieter this time. [color=pink]“About a month ago?”[/color]

[@EnterTheHero][@soren]