07-13-2004, 02:42 AM
Catching the young speedster off guard, the projectile hit its intended target and snatched the magazine clean out of Barry's hands. The small globule of impact webbing hit the magazine and instantly exploded into a thousand little strands that served to firmly cement the periodical to the sidewalk. Feeling just as annoyed with the boyâs behavior as she knew the rest of the team was, Victoria glanced at the immobile magazine and quipped, âHuh, what do you know about that? As if it wasnât sticky enough to start with. Now, how âbout you get your head in the game, kid? I donât believe Dr. Strange hired you to ogle vampire chicks while the rest of us do all the work.â
Turning to the team, Victoria looked expectantly at them, Hank in particular, and wondered if proceeding into the decrepit old brownstone was really a good idea. She remembered what Rintrah said about being outside after dark, and thought that maybe Spider-manâs plan was their only option.
Turning to the team, Victoria looked expectantly at them, Hank in particular, and wondered if proceeding into the decrepit old brownstone was really a good idea. She remembered what Rintrah said about being outside after dark, and thought that maybe Spider-manâs plan was their only option.