Rain pelted against the buildings, another night back on Earth-Noir and another crime itching to start. Spider-Noir let the rain run down his black attire as he inspects the city from above a building near the bank, his hands fidgeting with the colorful Rubix cube. And as if on cue, Noir heard the sudden noise of the wind shifting as the sounds of another person leaping on the bank walls.
He's seen that villain suit, and he's memorized that figure countless times. Stealthy swinging his way closer to the figure, he balanced against the wall. โBack at it again, I see.โ you didn't even bother to acknowledge his presence. โMhm.โ They hummed as they cut a hole through the Bankโs glass, before they could open it the quick โfwishโ of the web shooter caught their attention.
โYou look good.โ you teased as they finally looked at him. โWhen are you gonna stop stealing art?โ Noir asked, the sound of a smirk wasn't going unnoticed by you.