[OPEN/PARTY POST] And when you all get shot and try to carry on;

[cursebreaking]

Who: Anyone and everyone who is already a participant or wishes to join the Wonderland resistance! That means you. Yes, you. Get in here!
Where: Fort Dixon-Potter
When: Sunday, 6/15, 9:00 PM and onwards.
Rating: PG by default.
Summary:
The Story:
Sometime before nine o'clock rolls around, those who know their way begin heading towards the resistance hideout in the woods -- or Fort Dixon-Potter, as its come to be known. To any who have been invited to attend but don't quite know how to get there, Daryl Dixon has made himself available to escort people to the meeting, letting people in a few at a time.

Though the resistance's de facto leader is no longer with them, several veteran members have chosen to make use of their resources and bring as many more people into the fold as they can. There's food provided for all who attend: burgers, hot dogs, and other standard cookout fare to be passed around throughout the evening. Notebooks will be handed to all new members, and all will be asked to sign their names on the official roster, for reasons. It's time to discuss how to move forward with Operation: Anti-Jabberwocky. If anyone has questions about the last eight months or so in Wonderland? Now is the time to ask.

((OOC: This log is the follow-up to this post concerning re-organizing the resistance. If you're looking for the full OOC rundown of what the resistance is and how you can use it as a tool ingame, please see the information provided here and here! Feel free to use any of the subthreads below, or start top-levels for your characters as you see fit!))

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[checkyourceiling]

{Speaking of webs, there is in fact a red an blue suited fellow hanging from the ceiling not that far away from her. Natasha is definitely smart enough to know who of her acquaintances that might be, which is why Peter hasn't actually drifted over to say hello, even though it's thanks to her he's even there.}

/\/\(o-o)/\/\

[widows_kiss]

[He's a little hard to miss, actually. And not just because he's hanging from the ceiling. What on earth is he wearing?

Obviously Steve and his spangly flag outfit wasn't colorful enough for Wonderland. And she's not even touching Thor and Iron Man's ideas of attire.]

You know, red and blue doesn't actually work really well for subtlety, if that's what you were going for.

[She's wandered over to almost underneath him, casually sipping a drink as she watches the room.]

[checkyourceiling]

{{Peter grins inside the mask and shakes his head a little.}

Subtlety is not the goal when you're trying to distract the bad guys from the civilians. Also, you'd be surprised how well this fades into the darkness.

{There's a pause where she can probably tell he's uncomfortable before he speaks again, lowering himself by a string to keep it quiet and just between them.}

Look--I know you figured it out already, and there'll be one or two others I'm thinking, but it tends to be safer for everyone when the scrawny college geek isn't connected to Spider-man.

[widows_kiss]

I suppose I would. I'll take your word for it in the meantime.

[He descends - sort of - and for a moment her attention is drawn instead to how he's doing that, her gaze narrowing speculatively on the thin webbing. His words draw her gaze back to his face, hidden as it is by his mask.]

Maybe the scrawny college geek shouldn't hang from chandeliers. Just pointing that out.

[Because she'd had her suspicions, yes, but hearing his voice cinched it.]

Spider-man. That's what you call yourself? [Her gaze goes to what he's hanging from once more. Her lips quirk faintly.] You're taking the theme all the way, are you?

[checkyourceiling]

{Peter shakes his head.}

The video was an accident. I didn't mean to turn the phone on while I was up there.

{He grins under the mask tilting his head at her comments.}

Well, if you knew how exactly I got the ability to hang from chandeliers it makes more sense.

[widows_kiss]

I guessed that part.

[Her grin deepens, a hint impish as she teases him, although that hint of information has her turning curious, head tilted inquisitively as her gaze comes back to him.]

Oh? Going to share with the class?

[checkyourceiling]

{She can't see his face, but Peter hopes she can feel the skeptical eyebrow he's raising at her.}

I don't know. Are you going to share why Tony Stark was asking if we're related? Spiders and tights were the key words in that conversation.

[widows_kiss]

[Natasha gives a sudden laugh at that, amused despite herself.]

Mostly he's being an ass, because he's good at that. But my code name back home is Black Widow. I'm assuming he was referring to that, and the uniform I work in.

[checkyourceiling]

{Giving up on the ceiling Peter drops to stand next to her.}

Codename? You're totally a badass, aren't you? I knew I was right in saying I'd love your help if I needed it.

[widows_kiss]

[She's not alarmed by his abrupt change of positions, just gives him a bemused smile as she crosses her arms over her chest and arches an eyebrow at him.]

Is that what I am? And you have it, although I suppose I should ask what sort of trouble you intend to get yourself into here that you need my brand of help?

[checkyourceiling]

I betting you are.

{His body language is over the top to making it look like he's conspiring with her.}

Oh, I don't need your help yet. Just eventually, maybe. I don't know how this thing with Stark is gonna go. Or not go.

[widows_kiss]

Here's your first bit of help. [She gives him a bemused look and shakes her finger at him.] Don't let Stark talk you into anything. You'll find yourself with more trouble than you know what to do with.

[checkyourceiling]

{Peter laughs.}

I can't even take that bit of help. I'm volunteering for this particular project. Which probably tells you more about me than you need to know.

[widows_kiss]

Volunteering.

[She heaves a long-suffering sigh and rolls her eyes heavenwards in exaggerated exasperation.]

Sorry, kid. You're going to need more help than I'm qualified for.

[checkyourceiling]

{Peter laughs and pouts under his mask.}

Oh, I see how it is. Just retract your help that quick when it gets challenging.

[widows_kiss]

Calling Stark 'challenging' is like calling the Pacific a puddle.

[Which is partially true, but she's still grinning as she says it. Stark's a handful alright, but she still can't help but like and respect him. Even when he does make her want to throw things at his head.]