𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄

//Sorry folks. I don't even have low muse for Sable, it's just the time geta away from me so fast because of work and when I get home I'm like tight to sleep.

She raises a brow before a devils smirk marks her face. She shows exactly how serious she is by taking the mask off his face, tossing it aside nonchalantly. At this point her patience is at it's end, she leaps into his arms and locks him into a kiss rather than use any words.

" Mhm. And now. . .? I'm still waiting, Victor dear. "

" Why aren't we in your bedroom right now? "

. . .Morning, I suppose.

You can call her Silver Sable, and you don't look like the average New Yorker. . .

" If by new tricks you mean a symbiote that I was forcibly bonded to. . .then yes, one new trick. And what about you? "

" Mm, yes, I'm aware and you have the same promise from me Spider, only a little less cynical than usual. " Sable's hands rest on the underside of the Spider's forearms, nodding along as they speak. " I'm glad you're so happy to see me, here I thought you were hiding. "

Hardy, come here, I have a idea I want to run by you.

" It is. . .going. I have to say, this hug is appreciated, if not a little disarming. "

"Oh, you're serious? Okay. . . " She takes the offer, hugging the Spider.

" Return. . .hug? "

" Hah, I won't shoot you, Little Daisy. " She takes the spare then flips it to face the redhead. " Unless it's with this, of course. "

" Mini-me. "

I'd love to play with you, but alas- Mine don't shoot water.

" Yeah, probably not too hard of a guess to make, not to say it's a secret or anything like that. "

" Not a bad flower, although it's not really my color. . . "