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[takeitslow]

HTML @vengeance_driven

[leanandgreen]

On the morning of the 15th, Peter will receive: Beast Boy's GameStation; Mortal Kombat, Minecraft, Duck Hunt, and Mario Kart to play on that GameStation; and the complete series boxsets of these shows, all in his mailbox.

SPACEBOOK { 3/15 }

[skatebird]

what kind of video games?

SPACEBOOK { 3/15 }

[takeitslow]

1 racing, 1 fighting, 1 that I'm not sure what to do and 1 hunting.

Spacebook - 3/15

[imanapexpredator]

dude where'd you get video games?

Spacebook - 3/15

[takeitslow]

A friend got them last month. He's gone. Guess I inherited his stuff.

3/19

[hownkai]

On the morning of the 19th, Peter will receive a MID message informing him of a delivery in the Cargo Bay. Inside a box, he will find Allison's (allyisun) bulletin board from home, complete with push pins, random post-it reminders, Sailor Moon merchandise, and - most importantly - the pictured photos of her.

Audio

[vengeance_driven]

Hey.

So, I got this thing this month, it is a bonus from the captains. It is sort of a motorcycle, different from mine.

Would you want this one? Mine is more of the type that I like to drive. But I know you were interested in learning so this new one? I don't mind if you have it.

Audio

[takeitslow]

A motorcycle? [He answers quickly in his excitement, the words running into each other. He laughs, takes a moment to pause and try again.]

A bike. This isn't a prank right? Because I would be so completely excited for a motorcycle.

audio; a few days after holdstuff is done

[niffin]

Hey, listen. Um. I just.

I think we should talk. If you're okay with that.

[ She’s not going to push it if he isn’t. She’s not the one who got stabbed, not the one who watched a close friend die. If Peter’s earned anything it’s the right to not have to rehash this for the four hundredth time.

But by now, Alice thinks she knows a thing or two about Peter. She's pretty sure that the one who's wary here is her. ]

audio;

[takeitslow]

[She'd be right that she's that she's the one thinking too much about it, because he's responding within the minute of hearing it. He's had coming to see her on his to do list, but the first day away from the cells had seen him running the ship until he was too exhausted to do anything but sleep. And after finally getting out all the energy from being cooped up so long, he'd had his siblings to contend with, Billy's boyfriend to meet and Cassandra trying to pull him away from his funk.

It's not wariness that colors his tone when he speaks, it's guilt for letting her fall to the wayside while he dealt with everyone else.]

When can we meet? We're doing this in person.

[He can't assess if she's okay over a voice message. He needs to see her.]

I've been meaning to call you anyway.

Backdated a bit/Text

[fight4theusers]

[Tron hasn't seen much of his roommate, not with everything going on recently. Jumping back into the Grid, bringing back Rinzler and the others.. that had taken much of his time. Peter, he's only seen in passing, and neither of them have addressed the issue of everything that's happened.]

We should talk. Soon, if possible.

Text

[takeitslow]

[He's not surprised to see this, after everything.]

We can now. Where are you?

voice; - mid june

[inruins]

If you have time, dear. I'd love to speak with you. I've bought playground equipment, I was wondering if you could help me put it together.

voice;

[takeitslow]

I'll help. Just tell me when you're doing it. And, like, uh. I can carry the stuff up to the garden, so you don't have to.

[His mom taught him a little about manners concerning women, okay.]

text +image

[greyate]

[ The image attachment is of three bonsai kittens playing in one of the pools of water under some of the plants, roots almost blocking the kittens entirely. ]

It's so cool you can take pictures with these things.

text +image

[takeitslow]

[She gets back a blurry picture of Peter sticking out his tongue.]

You figured this thing out a lot quicker than I did. Picture phones, wild right? You know there's people here who say this is going to be normal a few decades in our future.

video; backdated to the 10th or so

[lostsymmetry]

[Although the MID message is listed as a video, the image displayed on the screen doesn't look like it was filmed. It's fixed for one, a blue logo that looks to have been copied and corrupted to an entirely different shape than where it started. He's seen it once before, if only briefly. Still, if Peter doesn't recognize it, the ID listing might help to jog his memory. There's no name, no personal identity at all. Just a function: "mainframe AI".]

Hey.

[The voice is familiar. It's also noticeably tense.]

I know I'm not your favorite person, but pick up when you've got a chance?

...It's important. Please.

video;

[takeitslow]

[He comes close to just deleting the message and pretending that he ever got it. He doesn't know why he doesn't do just that, but instead he just ignores the MID's reminder until hours pass by and his curiosity gets the better of him.]

It better be. [He keeps his tone forcibly disinterested, face carefully blank.] What is it?

text;

[bloodbinds]

[ It's a long time in coming. After the Caducan invasion, she almost didn't think she'd ever tell anyone again. But she needs to, she thinks, and Peter's always been honest with her. He, more than anyone else, deserves her honesty in return. ]

hey do you have a minute sometime for me?

I want to talk to you about something. no rush, okay? it's nothing bad.

text;

[takeitslow]

[After J, the appearance of this in his messages is a welcome distraction. He knows they have things to talk about, after the outpost, and he doesn't think Ava would call him up to chat about anything he'd caused.]

For you? Sure. Name the time and place.

FOLDED INSIDE JACKET POCKET (backdated to 10/1)

[skelepun]

[The jacket was delivered in person, along with a few words that needed saying. Still, inside the jacket Peter would find a get out of jail free card and a folded envelope tucked into one of its pockets.

It reads:]

look. i'm no good at goodbyes. so if i surpassed expectations when i handed this coat over to you, do me a solid and just toss this letter right in the trash. i'm one of those guys who comes off worse on paper, if you'll believe it.

anyway.

i know you've had a lot of people ditch you, and i'm not gonna delude myself into thinking i'm not doing that in a lot of ways. but lemme tell you this, if you've got any number of ideas as to why i'm going floating around in that head of yours, just... flush them out for a second and lemme tell you.

for starters, i'm not leaving 'cuz of you (or anyone on this ship, really). you're a great kid, peter, if i can still even call you a kid. i know you think you've got a lot to make up for, pleasing all those people who didn't give a shit, but lemme tell you something (and this is the truth, kiddo): they're the ones who should be making it up to you. where ever they are, they've got no idea the kind of person they're missing out on.

i know. and trust me, it makes writing this at all feel borderline impossible.

you're gonna be okay. i don't mean to sell myself short or anything, but you don't need me anymore. and i don't think we'll be apart forever, anyway. say what you will, kid, but you always manage to catch up.

anyway, i'm rambling. like i said, not that great on paper. just know you're always gonna have my love, kiddo, even if you don't have me right now.

be good.

- sans

voice; 10/31

[accidentalqueen]

Hello, Peter. I have a question for you, if you have a moment.

voice; sorry this took so long!

[takeitslow]

For you I've got all the time you want. What did you need?

text;

[a_shadow]

You still have that car you advertised for sale?

text;

[takeitslow]

Sure do. Looking to buy?

video;

[seeingscarlet]

[Wanda stares at the screen for a good five minutes, typing and erasing and finally giving up.]

Have you thought about where you want to live?

video;

[takeitslow]

Why, looking to live with your trouble making brother?

So of the others from my world, the kids you know, want me to stay at Xavier's place. Since I apparently end up there anyway back home.

[He sounds a little unsure and a lot like he's waiting for her opinion.]

video;

[witchweird]

[Wanda is leaning against a tree and the field of view includes large stacks of shiny paper, all of it folded into many repetitions of the same intricate pattern, with a few variations here and there. Bigger, smaller, simpler, more complex. There's even a few (by far the smallest) that seem to be folded out of US paper money.]

[Though Wanda's gaze is intent, her voice is surprisingly buoyant, especially considering her mood the last time she talked to Peter.]

Hello Peter Maximoff who is possibly related to me in a way that is sideways and inside out, just like the multiverse that we live in.

Did you mean it about getting together to talk about--

[She waves a hand in a wide gesture that is meant to include this whole world.]

Because I need to buy more paper...

[Wanda smiles, and glances around her with a proprietary smugness. She's been very industrious.]

[Up above, flowers release a rare chemical. Wanda is below the level of the worst of the effects -- the flowers grow in the canopy, not at ground level -- but there's still enough to have had an effect on her -- though perhaps not the usual effect. She's well on the way toward falling in love with alien origami architecture.]

So I thought...

[Actually, she's not sure that she thought anything except that she wants to know more about Peter. The idea that he was some kind of alternate Pietro -- it had seemed unlikely and meaningless when she first heard it, but that was then. Now she's intrigued by the idea, and wants to know more.]

If you'd like to meet up, and talk...about...family--

[She says family more quietly, as if the thought penetrates even a chemically-created mood, but then shrugs, letting it go.]

We could meet up in Region 1?

video;

[takeitslow]

[He wasn't expecting another message from her, not yet at least. It takes time to acclimate to a new place and she hadn't seemed to thrilled with his presence before. He couldn't blame her; he couldn't imagine how painful it would be to meet a new Wanda knowing the one he'd left behind was dead.

He'll take it, of course he will. Any connection on her terms is worth pursuing. He hasn't built a life here with the other Wanda, with River and the other mutants to skip out on a chance at family.

But the smile, it catches him off guard.]

I told you, anything you want. I meant that.

[He eyes her warily. His first thought is to ask if she's drunk anything, brought on the sudden decision to connect. But this isn't his Wanda. There's no natural comfortableness that makes him think he could get away with teasing.]

Actually, there were some things I wanted to say to you. Someone I wanted to warn you about.

[He felt it was only fair to extend the same word of caution about Erik to her as he had her double.]

Sure. I could, uh, take you some place to eat. If you want. I got paid for a little work, and you know, my treat.

text;

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Hey grumpy.

Shepard is turning fifty or something. She sent me and invitation to her birthday party.

Holler back when you've stopped running

text;

[takeitslow]

I never stop running.

But I can slow down for you. Where's the party?

text; just after Logan leaves

[justonetouch]

He's gone too, isn't he.
Logan.

text

[takeitslow]

I can't find him. That usually means they're gone.

[And he may have went and looked, just to be sure for her.]

You okay?