<div class="floatleft">(http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/6267/smanniv2012004covcol.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Peter Parker<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Spider-Man<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Times Square, NYC<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Carnage, Xavin, GM, Open<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>after getting a firm, strong grip on her, he swung off. She was an attractive woman in his arms, the feeling of someone burying their face in his chest was something he was all too familiar with. As he swung he looked for any signs of resistance, gathered force, emergency services. Nothing. "We're going back to my place first, need some tools, then were going to check the subway tunnels, it looks like everything above ground is pretty much lost,,This "Apocalypse" guy..seems like he can back up his namesake"<em>"I need to try and get some kind of communication going. We CANT be the only ones left...Mary Jane...Felecia...</em>Her mentioning of loved ones made him think about those he held dear to him. While they were technically "exes" He still could nearly say he loved them. There were several other..people of interest but he couldn't afford to let that get into his head right now.<br/><br/>He went into the basement of what remained standing of his Aunt's place, taking his toolbox. He had no idea if he could get anywhere with it, but he had to try. Once he was ready to go he offered his arm out for her again read to swing off once more. "So time to find an entrance to the tunnels that isn't too busy. Hopefully some 'fighters' made their way down that way. These guys arent invulnerable..and we can fight back."<br/>