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[figureitout]

Okay, seriously, is this for real?

[ Hello there, fellow recruits! Today, the network brings you a fascinating video of... a hand. A hand that is waving, though less in a hello-how-are-you way and more in a I-am-so-done-with-everything way.

The hand pulls back, though, revealing an arm clad in green-grey plaid shirt (don't knock the plaid, okay, the plaid is eternal)... and eventually, the face of a teenager. Who is currently making the most judging face you will ever see in your life. ]

What kind of bomb needs fish hearts and sea urchins? It's like someone just threw together a list for the most random and incidentally dangerous things they could think of. And do you even need these anymore? Is the bomb a thing? I mean, the briefing I got was... uh, let's just say hurried. [ More like non-existent, but, yeah.

Stiles pauses, like something has just occurred to him. ]

... Right, probably should've started with that. The "hi weird jewel amulet I literally just got here and have no idea about anything" thing. And also the "I really hope someone actually sees this and I'm not sitting here and talking to a piece of jewelry" thing. Does this work? Is this working?

[ He leans in and pokes the jewel. ] For my own peace of mind, I'm saying it's working. I mean, magic jewels is, like, the least weird thing about all of this. [ Wish he'd shut up yet? Sorry, you are currently subjected to the Talkamus Stilinskimus, a very un-rare case of rambling that occurs whenever Stiles so much as opens his mouth.

Your wish is about to be fulfilled, though, as he claps his hands together. ]

Anyway! Go... team? [ ... such eloquence. But in his defense, no one ever told him talking to invisible people you don't even know actually exist would be this awkward.

That is the last sight of him anyone on the network sees, though his voice still follows, almost like he can't stop the think-at-the-jewel-and-it-will-broadcast quickly enough. ]

... is there a team? Man, I hope there's a team.

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[webdesigned]

( ha ha, right... most people had to worry about their regular identity being stolen... not villains figuring out their alter ego and attacking their families... ) I have no choice. How else would my aunt virtually poke me when she wants me to remember the eggs?

( of course, thinking of Aunt May makes him a little sad. of course it does. does she know where he is? is she searching for him, only to have nothing to find? it's hard to think about, so, he moves on. )

If you secretly end up to be Superman, I'm gonna remember this conversation. ( irony... ) Wow, you put way more thought into yours... Kudos, seriously. A few weeks in I'm going to be annoyed by how boring mine is.

I can get behind staying alive and getting out of here. I second both of these, and in a club of two I think that means the motion carries.

[figureitout]

... right, that, that's actually a good point.

[ Excuse him for a moment as he screams internally about the mention of an aunt fljdlghkghdk oh my god breathe, Stiles. Be cool.

And also don't think about his dad or Scott or anyone else he's left behind, because that way lies futility and frustration. ]

You do that, but, dude, I'm going to disappoint you on that. I'm not a secret superhero. Or a secret werewolf. What you see is what you get. [ Sort of. Just, don't focus on that mention of werewolves, nothing to see here. ]

That means we've survived through our first council vote! I think we're, like, the most efficient club there ever was. [ He sighs, though, scratches his chin. ] Now that just means we need to actually figure something out for getting out of here. So far, the responses on that front haven't been really reassuring.

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( well, Stiles, you don't look like Michael J Fox so he is not going to assume you're a werewolf in disguise. maybe he should worry that you brought it up unprovoked though... )

Got it. That's a relief, really straight forward. ( Peter can't claim to be that simple, sadly, but he's got a pretty good reason for hiding what he's capable of. a good reason that's been super reinforced lately... )

Easier said than done. Talking to people who have been longer, it seems like they don't really know what is going on any better than we do.

( which was pretty bad, considering they'd been a lot longer. )

[figureitout]

[ Oh... he knows. The worst thing about this is that he's 99% sure he knows just how not-straightforward-at-all this whole thing is for Peter... and he also can't say a thing. Yeah, sure, he will probably end up blowing this whole thing and blurting it out at some point, the whole "oh yeah I know you're Spider-Man", but for now? Mouth: zipped. ]

Yeah... I've noticed the same thing. Everyone keeps telling me no one actually knows what the hell we're even doing here, or that ALASTAIR isn't even sure what we're doing or what they're doing... none of that is exactly what you'd want to hear when you've just been forcibly recruited.

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( maybe with a little more time and the realization he's not fighting things alone this time around, he'll be all right with dropping the secret identity. sadly with only a few months between losing Gwen thanks to someone trying to punish him personally, it's not going to come to him easily. )

Yeah, no, not really. ( Peter frowns, mentally going over the dossier they'd been given on arrival, and it's ... still not as much as you'd expect. ) They sent us here but I guess I get being aimless when they can't even pin down what they want us to accomplish.