[ (punch to the head, run up a wall, blackflip, snatch a gun out of a guy’s hand.)
she’s not quite as talkative as she sometimes is, leaping and spinning around criminals. seeing sansa here’s knocked her off guard, a crossover between her two lives that penny really doesn’t know how to deal with.
(crouched to vertical jump to uppercut - they never see it coming from somebody as short as she is.)
even if the wisecracks and disses she’d come up with have all slipped from her mind, penny’s at least able to keep herself focused enough to take care of the robbers. she doesn’t glance back at sansa, she doesn’t showboat for her, barely even thinks about her, save for when she used a pair of stilettos to get a guy in the neck, singing a line of “boots were made for walking” in a pretty terrible nancy sinatra impression.
and then, before she realizes it, she’s done. webbing people has become so automatic that she has to pause once the fight’s over to do a headcount: two dangling from the stairs, one against the wall, two on the floor, one around a display case.
she’s straightening up from flashing a peace sign into a ten-year-old’s phone when she sees sansa standing in front of her. oh, bad bad bad. ]
Oh! All in a day’s work. [ that doesn’t sound too personal, does it? ] Uh, Ma’am. [ better???
spider-girl tilts her head. ] He didn’t hurt you, did he?
[ Ma'am? Is Spider-Girl.... younger than she looks? Is she weirdly polite? Does Sansa look old? There's confusion on her face, but she brushes it away. She shouldn't be rude to someone who's just rescued her. ] No, no, I'm fine. A little shaken up, but...
[ She shrugs. ] I should probably be asking you. Not that you look injured! Just, you know, since you were fighting. That was a really cool move, with the stilettos.
[ Sansa's just trying to give a nice compliment, but that, as so many things over the last two days have, reminds her of Penny and her jokes about how Sansa had too many shoes. She sneaks a look at her phone again. Nothing. Of course. Why would there be anything? She probably scared Penny off. ...Or she's busy doing Penny things. Both options seem possible right now.
Then she realizes that she's just been staring pensively at her phone and Spider-Girl is still standing right there. Bad manners, Sansa! ] Sorry. [ Well, while she has her phone out... ] Um, could I actually get a picture too? My siblings are fans.
[ As she fumbles with her phone, Spider-Girl should be able to see the lock screen. Nothing scandalous there, just a picture of a laughing brunette who clearly didn't know the photo was being taken, but gave Sansa permission to make it her lock screen anyway. ]
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she’s not quite as talkative as she sometimes is, leaping and spinning around criminals. seeing sansa here’s knocked her off guard, a crossover between her two lives that penny really doesn’t know how to deal with.
(crouched to vertical jump to uppercut - they never see it coming from somebody as short as she is.)
even if the wisecracks and disses she’d come up with have all slipped from her mind, penny’s at least able to keep herself focused enough to take care of the robbers. she doesn’t glance back at sansa, she doesn’t showboat for her, barely even thinks about her, save for when she used a pair of stilettos to get a guy in the neck, singing a line of “boots were made for walking” in a pretty terrible nancy sinatra impression.
and then, before she realizes it, she’s done. webbing people has become so automatic that she has to pause once the fight’s over to do a headcount: two dangling from the stairs, one against the wall, two on the floor, one around a display case.
she’s straightening up from flashing a peace sign into a ten-year-old’s phone when she sees sansa standing in front of her. oh, bad bad bad. ]
Oh! All in a day’s work. [ that doesn’t sound too personal, does it? ] Uh, Ma’am. [ better???
spider-girl tilts her head. ] He didn’t hurt you, did he?
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[ She shrugs. ] I should probably be asking you. Not that you look injured! Just, you know, since you were fighting. That was a really cool move, with the stilettos.
[ Sansa's just trying to give a nice compliment, but that, as so many things over the last two days have, reminds her of Penny and her jokes about how Sansa had too many shoes. She sneaks a look at her phone again. Nothing. Of course. Why would there be anything? She probably scared Penny off. ...Or she's busy doing Penny things. Both options seem possible right now.
Then she realizes that she's just been staring pensively at her phone and Spider-Girl is still standing right there. Bad manners, Sansa! ] Sorry. [ Well, while she has her phone out... ] Um, could I actually get a picture too? My siblings are fans.
[ As she fumbles with her phone, Spider-Girl should be able to see the lock screen. Nothing scandalous there, just a picture of a laughing brunette who clearly didn't know the photo was being taken, but gave Sansa permission to make it her lock screen anyway. ]