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Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin [redux]

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September 7th
Lil’ Peppers
_Meanwhile...

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Ms. A watched as her daughter awkwardly walk out of the door. "My, my, she is still shy around people." Kim mom said. "So Raymond, how is your mother?"

Ray gave her question some thought and his eyes lowered a little. "She's off workin tonight. Landlord raised the rent some this month because of some repairs that had to be done to our place. We had a sorta wall corrosion problem..." He said that last bit with a somewhat uncomfortable rolling of his shoulders.

Those words were an understatement for the crazy shit he was going through lately. It wasn't like this before the crazy college crop dusting incident that left him and Kim hospitalized a while ago. It really started to set in that it really messed up his DNA. Especially with these damn holes in his wrists that had only recently stopped with all the leaking. Despite that though, he kept his forearms covered with a cerulean long sleeve shirt, with bandanas wrapped inside each over the holes. Wouldn't be a good look if those started dripping when around the girls.

Separating those thoughts from the nice moment he was having with his other fam, he elaborated on his thought: "We wanna move soon, but it ain't in the cards for us right now. Otherwise, she'd have probably been here." The young man explained, spinning a fork between his fingers.

Kim mom eyebrows saddened. "Well, if you and mother want help with the problem, me and Kim be glad to help" she says with a warm smile.

Ray just kinda nodded off Ms. A's offer. Knowing his mom, her pride wouldn't bring her to let them help even if they could. Honestly, Ray felt like he probably had to just figure this out on his own. Couldn't tell his mom, she'd want him to go to the doctor’s. Doctors led to scientists, Scientists led to the Feds, and the Feds never led to anything good.

He was going to change the subject, but a sharp pin hit the back of his head. This was immediately followed by small explosion outside that made the lights flicker a couple times. The lurch in his system made his muscles tense. Ray learned fast that one of those bandanas weren't tied tight enough when he looked at the sleeve of his shirt and it looked like a hole was burned through it. Shit.

What in the name of Grandad’s Ghost was that?

"Oh ang bait ko, what in the world was that?" After Kim mom say that, Suzy barge in through the door. "Suzy? What happened? Wait, Where's Kim?"

"I-I don't know, we were just talking and then the neon sign blew up, Kim flash a flashlight to my face and run off. I couldn't see where she was going" Suzy say in a worried tone.

There wasn't too long for an answer to walk in the front doors of the establishment. While other customers were clearly distressed, none were as much as Suzy when she made her way back in. Ray's thoughts immediately jumped to the worst when he didn't see Kim following right behind. The ebony girl's explanation of the situation was more than enough. Ray got up quick and his eyes found contact with Ms. A.

"I'm gonna go find her, Ma. Try her phone. Show me where she was, Suz.”

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Ray made it about a solid block over before he noticed something strange in one alleyway. As much as he had to walk and ride through these streets, there were few that knew this city like him. There was a light coming from the shadows, like a flashlight. Glowing alleys weren't a thing; The homeless folks didn’t typically have cell phones. Sure, there'd be occasional lights of a garbage fire in the winter, but something was off here.

A strange and sharp sensation to his forehead in that general direction confirmed his suspicions. It was odd to figure, but ever since the incident, whenever he was around Kim, he got this...headache like feeling. Hard to describe but it was something like a weird kind of bond...But, deciphering that Sci-fi shit came in second to the task at hand.

"Kimi? That you?" His voice echoed down the between buildings space as he approached.

Kim face was cover by her arms and knees as she shines the attire alleyway with her blue light as she silently cry. She just need someone, anyone, to help. Help her for finding out what wrong with her. Kim head look up to see who call her name, it was Ray. As soon as she see him, she put on her hoodie to hide her face and turn away from him "N-No! Go away...Just leave me alone, Ray...."

The one who neared in question was confused by the sight he was beholding. So, it wasn't the flashlight or Kim's phone that was doing the glowing. It was Kim herself? The fuck? Well, it looked like he wasn't the only one experiencing strange effects after the gas bomb. When she turned away, Ray was quiet for a bit in thought, but instead of walking off, he stayed. He sat on the ground after making sure move any trash and other minor debris.

"Kim. Are you hurt? What happened?" His voice mellowed out, in a sort of warm coaxing manner. He used to only speak this way to Cello when he had his moments, but, whatever was going on seemed to be very stressful for her.

"I...I-I-I don't kn-know...." Kim choke up "W-We just talking a-and then that n-neon sign blew up and I starting to g-g-glow again. See?" Kim pull down her hoodie to reveal that she is indeed glowing "I-it happened at the hospital t-too..." she finally admit "A-A-And..." Kim try to say something but her voice keep on choking up from sadness.

"I-I don't know what wrong with me, Ray. I just don't feel normal anymore, I feel like a freak" she say as she feels tears falling from her eyes.

Ray kept as calm as could be as she told him what went down. So, the sign just blew up while she and Suzy were talking? The fuck kind of shit was that? Another thought sidelined because the brightness punched his eyes in the face before they could fully adjust. Shit, she really was glowing, even more than he previously thought.

Okay, so it was clear that whatever was going on in that explosion changed her too. So, this was what happened to people who lived? Ray didn't glow though, and he was pretty sure that didn't happen to him in the hospital. Maybe it just had different effects on different people. He was sure there were other people that survived aside from them, he wondered what happened to them. He placed a hand on Kim's shoulder as an offering of comfort.

"I think it's got something to do with the gas, Kimi. I don't know what the hell's going on either...but, just know you're not alone. Some really...weird stuff's been happening with me too." Ray broke his thoughts down to her, raising his burned shirt sleeve where she could see it.

Though, feeling like words weren't enough, he extended his free hand toward a garbage can. It took only a second after he clenched his fist for the muscle to tense up. Right after and out of the opening on his wrist, a silver tinge of thread fled from his forearm. It made contact with the metal dumpster, and in turn, it started making a small sizzling sound.

Kim expression was full on surprise, she guess she not the only one after all, she watch as metal dumpster starting to making sizzling sound. The glow starting to fade slowly "Do...do you think there people like us?"

Ray waited a second and relaxed his hand. With the flexing motion done, the thread unlatched from his arm, and he used the bandana on the other hand to wipe around the area. He had figured out that he could control it just yesterday. One of those issues he told Ms. A about.

It was all about finding a way to relax, that was able to make him stop, and that seemed to be the way Kim's lights worked kinda too. At least the distraction got her to turn it off inwardly. Slinging the hand that was on her shoulder to the other one, he pulled her into a half hug from the side.

"I dunno about all that yet, but I'm sure we'll figure it out soon...just...Keep this on the low for now tho." Ray suggested.

"Ok, I just want to go home right now cause I'm pretty sure I embarrass myself in front of Suzy" Kim half jokingly say as she wipe the tears off her face

Ray chuckled. "Nah, You totally did. You were like:" Ray put his hands up to his face and smushed it up to look like Kim's in the picture of the three of them in the parking lot. They laughed a little. "But I bet you Suzy didn't even notice, so don't worry about it." He mashed her hair with a smile before checking his phone when it buzzed.
It was Ms. A.

Ms. A: Ray, did you find Kim???

Yeah Ma, she's fine. The sign blowing up freaked her out. The incident made her a little jumpy. I'll walk her home…

Ray’s Phone

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin [redux]

Anansi Tha Spyda

All right, let’s start at the beginning...

What’s your name?
Raymond Davis. The fam call me Ray-Ray, the streets call me X-Ray.

How old are you?
19.

What do you look like?
The hell kind of question is that? I look like me.

"X-Ray"

5’9”
Athletically Slim Build
Black Hair
Hazel-Brown Eyes

Anansi Tha Gawd

What did you do before the Recluse incident?
I was born and grew up in Harlem.
Got caught between my mom and dad. It didn’t end well and I was living with her.
Joined a gang named the Skywalkers, did some…outlawish things.
Did some graffiti art. In some of the most ridiculous places imaginable.
Lost my big baby brother…

Are you trying to make a documentary or something?

What happened after the incident?
I ended up ditching the Skywalkers, they wanna kill me now. They’ll get over it...eventually.
Actually started paying attention in school and did more art projects.
Oh yeah, and...I went to the doctor’s office for my check-up and my blood kept melting through equipment. That’s just the most recent of the weirdness though...

Strength
10
Durability
10
Agility | Speed
50
Spider-Sense | Other Senses
15
Regeneration
10
Mutation(s)
5
_{*Corrosive Blood
*Organic-Webbing}

Do you believe in aliens?
You mean the LGMs that you and Buzz Lightyear are hiding at Area 51? Y’all ain’t slick.

What are your goals for the future?
Ma tells me I could qualify for some fancy art school if I put in the effort. Question is, is that really what I want to do?

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
It’s its own world, like, there’s the earth, and then there’s NYC. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sexy, what’s now, and what’s up next. Maybe I’m just a little biased.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
Depends on the day. I’m typically on my phone a lot. Whether listening to music, watching videos, gaming...So, a lot.

What do you like?
I’m kinda into art, be it urban or more traditional.
Music, be it more rhythmic or more substantial, whether I could listen to or make it.
Guess that leads into Dancing. Not the best at it, but I've got some moves.
History, like family history or stuff that happened hundreds of years ago.
I do like stories. Tall Tales, Folk Tales, Novels, Comics, all that good stuff.
Free-Running’s become a hobby of mine after watching action movies as a little kid.
Girls. Shouldn’t have to elaborate on that one.

What do you dislike?
Snobby Folks. Especially rich ones.
Lying for stupid reasons.
Know-it-alls.
Mumble Rap.
Walnuts.
Injustice & Prejudice.
Cooking. I love food, but suck at cooking it though.
Other stuff I don’t feel like talking about...

Do you think true evil exists?
Every villain is the hero of their own story. There’s always a point A that got them to point B. People aren’t born evil, so, nah.

What’s your favorite color?
I like indigo, but this baby blue color works out pretty good too.

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?
You can probably smell what The Rock is cooking, nosy as y’all is...
<sub>[Wears a beaded necklace that his older brother made for him when he was in kindergarten. Is never seen without it.]

[The organic web-shooting glands on each hand are laced with traces of his acidic blood. This makes them burn to the touch and because of their nature the web disolves rather quickly. Use of the organic webbing makes his heart run doubletime to accomodate for the amount of blood lost. So, it isn't in his best interests to use them continually in drastic situations.]</sub>

What are your thoughts on these people?
Marcus Tanner: I remember homeboy from back with the Skywalkers. Saw dude around the city. Dude could move, almost as good as me, but a rat in the squad and did some digging; found out Marc's pops was five-0. Obvious dealbreaker, but I saw the kid locked up a couple times by his own pops. He alright, I can at least say that much.

Scott Yi: Don’t know much about him, but he seems like a chill dude.

Alexander Lee: Tony Jaa fanboy? He’s cool I guess. Saw him around in high school, but never really paid him any mind. Think his fam got a chinese food joint. That chicken and broccoli is A1.

Kim Agbayani: Kimi been a G, ever since she first moved here. There was just this vibe that I could really relate to. Don't let her age fool you, she no joke. I raised her, she raised me; when the chips are down, there's no one else I'd rather have in my corner.

Lindy Audrum: Lindy? Oh yeah, she cool too. Even though she little, she got dog in her bruh. But she ain't no bitch. Met her at the Murdock Boxing Gym in Hell's Kitchen. Shorty got hands and the heart to go with it.

Alexander Remixed

All right, let’s take it from the top, one more time…

What’s your name?
Alexander 'Xander' Lee
_{'Alexander The Great'}

How old are you?
19

What do you look like?

Appearance

5'10"
Muscular Mesomorphic Build
Mid-length Tapered Black Hair
Vitiligo
Scarred Torso; Tattooed on his Back.

The Tarantula

What did you do before the Recluse incident?
Alexander was born of a one-night stand when his mother was a teenager and she died giving birth to him. Because of this he never found out who his father was and was raised by his grandparents.

His uncle, Frank, ran a Muay Thai dojo for a couple of years before he was born and started training there under him when he was only five. Unfortunately what he did not know was that Frank had a gambling addiction and ended up owing money to the local mob. So his life was relatively peaceful until Uncle Frank was no longer able to pay his debts.

One night during the summer, before Xander's senior year, he was training late at his uncle's dojo. Some thugs in suits broke into Frank's office, but he was too focused on his training to notice until it was too late and he heard a gunshot. That night his uncle and sifu died in his arms.

What happened after the incident?
Alexander continued to obsessively search for the people who were responsible for the death of his uncle. This is mostly due to cops letting the case go cold. In which case, Xander decided to find his own justice.

Super Strength
30

Agility
10

Durability
40

Spider-Sense
10

Mutation
10
_{Tarantula-like Spines that can either shoot like projectiles, or add piercing damage to his strikes.}

Do you believe in aliens?
Yes

What are your goals for the future?
To discover who is truly responsible for my Uncle Frank's murder and bring them to justice as well try to finish this Archaeology Degree.

You lived in New York for a while now, right? What do you think of the city?
I have lived in Chinatown my entire life and I generally like most parts of the city, but some areas I tend to avoid.

How much technology do you use on a daily basis?
My phone, laptop, and the gear in the family restaurant. I prefer to do most things manually.

What do you like?
Martial Arts, Family, Honorable Combat, Making Friends, Cats.

What do you dislike?
Mafias, Guns, Drugs, and Politics

Do you think true evil exists?
I'm honestly not entirely sure yet...

What’s your favorite color?
Purple

Favorite song?



Anything else to add?
I was a big fan of various mythologies as a kid, mostly Chinese, Greek, Thai, Egyptian, and Japanese. The tattoo on my back used to be the symbol of my uncle’s school before it was disbanded...for obvious reasons.

What are your thoughts on these people?

Patricia and Jason Lee are my grandparents, they run a Chinese restaurant also they literally raised me, though my Uncle Frank also had a big hand in that...

Scott Yi is a casual classmate of mine that I don't really know much about other than the fact that both of us on here on a scholarship, him for science and me for athletics.

I saw X-Ray around a bit in high school, but did not really notice him, until he started to go to Lucky Star

Lindy and her dad are regulars at the restaurant so I knew her in passing, but never really met her until a couple of months ago at my first Cross-Martial Art Tournament and where I managed to defeat Jaeger.

Kim Agbayani is somebody I have honestly only met once when she and her mom ate at my family's restaurant, so while I was their waiter I don't really know her to be honest...

Alan Walker comes to Lucky Star quite often, but not often enough to really get to know him.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

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September 5th
Greenwich Hospital
_Later…

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“Oh, y’all came back to see how he was doin huh? That’s cool...he’s wasn’t tho. He lookin like somebody deepfryin his @$$ from the inside out; tossin and turnin nd $#!?. On top of that he been hiding somethin from the doctors because he don’t know what the hell it is. Maw&?!$@ out here leakin like day-old milk. Plus, he’s about to notice a little somethin is missing.

What? Who am I? That ain’t important right now. What is, is that X is up now. Keep an eye on him for me, I got $#!? to do…”

B-Rayn

Okay, so, here Ray thought he was getting better. Fact is, it was getting worse. The burning feeling was still there, now he had a headache, and he wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating or what. For the past hour, his forearms felt real sore and tingly, and weirdly...sticky. When he looked, it appeared like there were small holes in them or something, with white stuff oozing out. This...whatever the fuck this was, Ray wasn’t here for. Plus, the pillow was making his neck MAD itchy….Wait.

Ray pulled a hand up near his collarbone and it was bare. For the first time in days, blood ran cold. His pulse picked up in pace and he looked around frantically. Where was it?! Why wasn’t it there?!?

He lurched up from where he was laying, eyes bouncing from side to side on the bed; not there. Lifted the pillow, nothing. He was soon to toss the pillow aside...but it stuck. He shook his hand and it didn’t budge. What kind of shit was this now? Did somebody inject him with superglue? His hands didn’t feel sticky though!

Though, when he tried to pull the pillow off of his hand, the strength of trying to separate it from his hand left him reeling back. That action, in turn, nearly left him spiraling off of the bed. Though, not only that, but the bed itself leaned with him. The only thing that saved him from a huge crash was a hand that clipped the ground.

In a matter of seconds, Ray somehow found himself stuck to the leaning medical bed propped up by only his pillowed hand. He felt like his legs were strapped to the bed, but with the blanket having fallen off, there was nothing there but his own legs. He looked around and exhaled cooly through the soreness in his muscles, trying to figure out just what the hell was going on with him.

This was something straight out of a cartoon or a comic strip, he swore it. Thank god he was stuck to this damn bed, there was no telling how expensive it’d be if any of that equipment broke. More than anything he and his mom got scrounge up, that’s for sure.

As he was about to place his other hand down to try stabilize his awkward position, he took note of the sound of the heart monitor. Right on cue. It had to be the hand propping him up that the device was connected to. If he moved too much, he might have pulled that down too, as the wire was pulled to its limit.

In a burst of adrenaline, he used whatever strength he had in his ground hand to try flipping himself and the bed upright. To much of his surprise, he actually did it. There was a sort of loud bang as it settled back in place. His breaths came out a little easier. Everything seemed fine...Though, his legs were still about as stuck as a hobo to a street corner.

Looking around again, he glanced down at the blanket now on the floor and he noticed it. Laying on the floor, was Cello’s necklace. It must’ve been under the blanket. There was a small sigh of relief. Yet, with the relaxing of his shoulders, the pillow stuck to his hand fell. Ray blinked at it and then wobbled his legs.

Free again…? What the hell was going on with all that? Regardless, he was quick to get out of the mind bending glue bed, almost tumbling off and breaking his neck in the process. Once down, he grabbed up the piece of string with beads on it and threw the loop over his head.

With it safe where it belonged, Ray pulled himself to his slipper-socked feet. His eyes flew to the bed again and he glanced down to his wrists. The holes weren’t bleeding...or leaking that weird substance anymore. All of this was really bizarre, to say the least. Well, now that he was up, he figured he might try walking around a little...at least to the bathroom. He just needed to get out of here for right now…

Stepping out of the room he was in, Ray took a look around. There weirdly wasn't that many people walking around the halls. Which kind of surprised him in comparison with earlier, but he figured that they were probably just between different rooms. Although it burned and was really weird to walk, he made moves to head to the bathroom. He wasn't sure how he could feel hot and cold at the same time, like, the air was cold, but his body was hot.

He noticed a bin with clothes in it that hadn't been pushed away yet, so he nabbed a white pair of them hospital scrub pants. Walking around Free Willy style, with this patiently waiting ass hospital dress, wasn't about to be it chief. Besides, that whole mess with the sticking already had him on edge.

He followed signs that led to where the restrooms were, unable to curt the urge to glance into other people's rooms. There was just a sort of need to know if Kim was in one of those rooms sleeping or something. The nurse said she was breathing. Ray wanted to believe that she was okay but he had to see with his own eyes.

Ray had already passed by a few rooms. It wasn't looking too good. On the flipside, some had closed curtains, which could have had her behind one of them. Though, that didn't satisfy his protective instinct. Ray just....he had to know. He didn't know what he'd do if he lost another one. He shouldn't have coaxed her into coming on the university campus that day.

An elephant load of guilt sat on his chest as he rounded a corner. The bathroom shouldn't be too far away now. After that, he'd probably do a little more poking around till the docs decided to…--

A sharp pain hit him in the forehead, like a gunshot at close range. It pulsated for the span of a few minutes. Maybe his triflin ass shouldn't have gotten out of bed like he was superman or some shit. Whatever. He finally looked up from the tile floor, and he noticed her. There was only one person in all New York that had blue hair like hers. The fact that she had the same look on her face only confirmed it. He continued on his approach.

"Kimi...? You okay?"

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"Go away, go away, go away...." No matter how many times she tell it, the glow in her body just won't go away. Kim just doesn't understand, was she is drug from the doctors or nurse in the hospital or was it the gas?

*Ok Kim, please calm down. If you're really high right now, you would make it go away* Kim close her eyes and think really hard to make the drug in her mind to go away *.........Ok, noooooooooow.....Stop being high now!* she open to see she is still glowing, Kim sigh in disgust *All right, that didn't work. Come on Kim! How do you make this glowing stuff go away?* Kim thought about for awhile......Until, a lightbulb pop on the top of her head *That it! Think of happy thoughts, mom did say think about those if you are sad or something...* Kim close her eyes and happy thoughts fly into her mind

Kim see her cousins, having fun back when she uses to live in her old home. Second thought is Kim when she was a kid, she was crying, her mother came to side and Comfort her. Third thought is on the first day of school when she moved to New York and she was all alone, until someone call out and that someone was Suzy, smiling and all. The fourth thought when she was on the steps of her new home, feeling miserable and frustrated, feeling like she doesn't belong here. Kim starting to get steps on the sidewalk and see shoes on the floor, she look up and see a familiar face that is too recognizable...And it was-

*Oh shit! I forgot about Ray!* Kim rush out of the stall but immediately stop when she see herself in the mirror, she not glowing anymore "Huh, I guess it work." Kim say to herself "Ok, time to find Ray and find out what happened to us. I swear if this hospital drug me or that dumb gas attack drug me, then I'm going to lose my shi-" Kim stop talking as she step out of the bathroom, she turn her head and see a friend that she haven't see for like years....Even though it was four days.....It was Ray.

Kim have no time to answer to Ray question, all she can do is just Ray a big hug around his body.

Kim try not to cry up in front of her friend but tears keep escape from her eyes "I'm okay? How about you? You okay?" Kim chuckle a little but while wiping her cheeks.

From the way her little arms immediately tucked around him, he could tell she was a bit shaken up. Shaken, but okay. Although the squeeze made the muscle burning hurt worse, he didn't even care, smiling a little. Ray let his free hand come up to the back of her indigo curls to hug her back and he shook his head.

"It's gonna take a helluva lot more than some crackhead pixie dust to take me out." He jested as well, clearly more at ease than before.

Kim giggle, Ray goes find a way to make her laugh at times like this but her giggles slowly fade away as she sign in exhaustion.

Ray took the time while Kim was giggling to head into the little archway that led to the mens room. He didn't go all the way in, but just enough to be out of view. Putting on those scrub pants he found, they were too big around the waist, but Ray had the cure for that. He just rolled them joints up at the top. Temporary solution, but who the fuck was honestly tryna stunt in hospital clothes?

When Ray came back out, he noticed her sitting on the floor, so, he just rolled his shoulders and leaned on the wall beside her.

"Hey Ray...." Kim look up at Ray ".....Do you think that gas attack did something to us?"

Kimi's question solicited a nod in response. One of his wrists lowered and he pointed to one of the small holes that he had on each.

"I don't know what kinda radiation or witchcraft was goin on in that crackhead cloud, but, it's definitely did somethin to me." Ray replied in a lower tone so as to not echo down the hall. "But out here might not be the best place to talk about all this."

"Hmmmm.....You're right, I think one of these nurses are, like, man in black or know karate or something" Kim look back to see a nurse walking in halls, she noticed Kim looking at her, she wave at Kim kindly and walk away.

Ray released a snickered through a hiss in response to her comment about the nurses. “No kiddin.”

"Plus, my mom is probably worry about me cause I rush out of the roo-"

"Kim! There you are!" Kim mom head pop out of the door "Don't run out of your room in such a hurry, what if you fall and busted your nose aga-" Kim Mom stop when she notices Ray "Oh Raymond! Oh poor dear, did the gas attack you too?" She ask Ray in a worry tone.

His head wryly shook at the mother fretting over her daughter. Though, when the attention shifted to him, Ray shrugged.

"I guess so. I was out there takin a tour nd stuff, next thing I know I’m here. Thought about goin to that school too, but it's lookin more like hex to the nah."

"Aww, I guess all of us are having rough day." Maligaya say with a sign "Well, since we are all here, how about we drink some tea that I made from home. I believe it still hot and sweet" she lovely say. Kim pull herself up from the floor, "To be honest, I would love to have some tea right now. How about you, Ray?" She ask Ray.

Ray gave the offer some thought, and ultimately nodded. The taste of his own morning-noon-night breath was really starting to kill his soul right now. Plus, Ms. M made some pretty damn good tea. Better than anything this hospital was serving.

"Sure, why not." He agreed, putting his hands in his pockets.

Kim, Ray and Maligaya walk back to Kim room, Kim jump back to her bed while her mother pull out a bottle of tea and two cups from her bag. "Now, you two stay here while I go to cafeteria to get Ray a cup." Kim Mom leaves the room to leave Ray and Kim in the room.

Ray slid over to the wall across from Kim’s bed and sighed. “So, about that gas…”

Mobius Academy: The City in the Sky

*Peeks right on in* Mmhm.

Just started watching MHA the other day too. It would be y'all to make it seem more appealing.

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

September 1st
_{Prior To The Incident…}

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"Raymond Aaron Davis! Hurry up, time doesn't wait for you!"

An irritated mother's yell echoed down the hall to the ears of her youngest son. The boy was fresh out of the shower. As of late, she'd been tired of him simply being home during the day playing video games while she was at work. She wanted him to be proactive and shit. Like he didn't just break free of the laboring he did to graduate.

It wasn't like he wasn't grateful she wasn't kicking him out, nor like he didn't have a job. Joe's Pizza wasn't exactly the dream job, it helped with rent but his mom had high expectations. A pizza chain wasn’t gonna be his future, she told him. His work hours started in the late afternoon, which meant this morning, he was getting out to do something.

Empire State University was starting a new program next semester and he was gonna be on the front lines of the new frontier. Whatever the fuck that meant, it was just a tour for potential students. Regardless, here he was, on his way out in the only white collared shirt he had. It was hard to balance this shirt in among his regular swag but Ray found a way. He knew how he should probably dress, but as of today, he didn’t really care. The finishing touch was Cello’s necklace, tucked right under the collar like a tie.

When he finally made his way out of his room, his mother stared him down momentarily before sighing. Normally she’d probably make a comment about his clothes, but she noticed something that stole the attention from that. There was a certain gentleness in her usually firm voice. “You still wearing that jenky ol necklace huh?”

Ray didn’t answer her, barely even acknowledging that she asked him about it. He slipped passed her to grab his backpack. “Alright Ma, I’m heading out.”

“Don’t get into no trouble while you’re out there.”

“Me? Trouble? Nah.”

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September 5th
Greenwich Hospital

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_{Play This!}
Was he alive; Was he dead?
Was he on the way to hell?
Blood and roaches sprawling,
His skin was nothin but a shell.

Was he alive; Was he dead?
Raymond couldn’t even tell.
How many days done passed?
How long it been since he had fell...?

Was he alive; Was he dead?
He might be just as well.
This pain was somethin the
embrace of death could only quell.

Was he alive; Was he dead?
He couldn’t stand the smell.
Outside Mama was crying.
He wished he could hear her yell.

Ray didn’t believe the doctors when they told him that he was in and out for four days. He’d been in a hospital bed before, but it was nothing like this. This was a whole new breed of pain. In the small periods he was awake he heard her voice. She wouldn’t stop calling their phones. It was barely a conversation though, he was physically incapable of even arguing with her. The bastards tried to take his phone away, fuck that. Ray promised her that he wouldn’t end up in no fucking hospital again. How did he get here? It wasn’t even his own fault this time.

Every time he moved, he felt a pulse of pain through his heart. Like somebody strangled a soaking sponge. He felt the blood bubble up under his skin. They put a blanket on him, sweat made it hot and cold at the same damn time. His arms and legs had been restrained initially, because he apparently had been seizing at some point.

What kind of disease was this? Some kind of Virus? Bacteria? Voodoo? Something that made sense? The doctors couldn’t tell him. He just kept hearing ‘the attack.’, or “the incident”. Like some kind of bomb went off...? What kind of shit was that? Isis was back in New York? 9/11 really wasn’t enough, 9/01 now?

This period of staring up at the ceiling, like he could see Tupac in heaven smoking, was probably the longest he’s been awake. Ray started to relive his whole life lying in this bed. Memories of Mama, Pops, Cello...even watching Kenan & Kel for hours. Kel was a dumbass. All that led up to this? The hell was he even doing four days ago?

The last thing he remembered was taking that tour...Oh shit! Was she here?! She was with him at some point that day. On god she’d better be okay. One of them doctors slipped the fuck up when they were talking about people had died already. Like they thought he couldn’t hear them because his eyes were closed.

Speak of the devil, one was coming in now. “Oh good, you’re awake.-”

“-Is Kim in here?!” Ray’s voice was strained, clearing having hadn’t used it in a while. The nurse gave him a quizzical expression.

“There’s a lot of people in here. It’s-”

”Muthafucka! Little girl, blue hair! Seen her in here or nah?!” Ray’s expression hardened. His heart rate jumped, and it was evident by the meter beeping faster with each passing second. The woman held a cautious yet steady glance.

“I’m not exactly allowed to give out information about other patients-”

”-Is she breathin’ at least?” His tone tremored almost, a clear crack in the armor of his aggression. He hoped the lady said no. Fucking damnit...There was a pause followed by a sigh.

“Yes.” A wave of small relief hit him, and he managed to calm himself down. Got him all worked up just to get tired again.

These doctors played too much…

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I mean you could sleep on the mats, but some of them have caked on blood and sweat...

@Nykromantyk

WTF?

Nevermind, I'mma just visit from Scott's mom's house. Ain't tryna catch ebola from that floor.

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@AmpharosBoy

Her mom is dead sooooo....that might take awhile >.>

@Akayaofthemoon

Damn.

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Though those of you who are under 18 will have to go eventually...

@Nykromantyk

Damn, he said y'all lil mugs need to hit the road.

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@Nykromantyk, yup. Might as well book it. Hide all your family heirlooms or them shits will get taken like Liam Neisson came to visit.

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@EnterTheHero, That's why Spider-Man's a goat.