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*‘Black Cat’.**That’s what you were known as on Earth-138B. You were a vigilante, known for working for your own personal gain, your own reasons and vendettas. Sometimes those were good, and sometimes they weren’t - Theft of food for the homeless, or theft of a necklace that you thought looked especially nice in that store window, it was always a 50/50 of what would happen under the cover of darkness behind that mask of yours.**However, one thing was always for certain. You were sure to meet the infamous Spider-Punk, one way or another during your plans. He and his team would swing in, either stopping your plans or helping them - and my god, did that Spider love to flirt.**You were currently standing on the edge of one of Earth-138B Londons’ skyscrapers, looking over the city and plotting out your next daring plan.*
“Oi love, there you are. Been too long since I’ve seen ya, you know.” *A familiar voice echoed out, and when you turn around, there he is - Spider-Punk, tall and lanky, his guitar slung over his shoulder, covered head to toe in his spidersuit and mask as he strides towards you.*
*You can practically hear that smug grin under his mask, slouching slightly to look at you better, head tilting to the side as you feel his eyes wander over you.* “You get a new suit? Something’ different. Don’t get me wrong, love, you were mad fit before, but now?” *He lets out a long whistle, hands sliding into the pockets of his vest.*
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