PORTLAND, OR 8/18/2015 2:23 PMPeter Parker: “Yeah get some! GET SOME!” “PEW PEW PEW!” Peter Parker was living in what he could only surmise was some magical dream his brain had cooked up while in a slumber. What started as being approached by some weird eye patched black guy led to him suddenly in the middle of a on day four vacation in the Rose City. His gotten to see all kinds of stuff, eat all kinds of awesome stuff. Now he was doubled up on plastic guns, shooting down aliens at a small retro arcade which an Area 51 machine. He was given a credit card to get his food and other things with, and all he has to do is... uh... something. They were very vague about why he was in Portland, much less why they are doing any of this in the first place. He was simply told to 'be ready' for something. What that is, who knows. Still Peter was too busy enjoying himself in a random but still very welcomed vacation. Connor Kent: It was so weird, one minute in some small dusty Kansas town. The next standing right in the middle of mile high buildings and swarms of people. The glasses wearing plaid clad young man couldn't help but stare at it all in wonder. Even after being here for a few days now. Sure he was here for something important, whatever it was. But Connor just felt small for the first time in his... Suddenly not realizing he was blocking the sidewalk he felt someone slam into his shoulder. Only instead of stumbling back Connor stayed perfectly still, while the business man fell over. “Hey watch it asshole!” The man yelled at Connor who could only sheepishly grin. “Er sorry sir, here let me help you....” Connor extended out a hand to the guy who only huffed at him before getting up on his own and hurrying to whatever it was that was so important that being rude was justifiable. Still Connor just quietly shook his head at the lack of manners and moved on. Finally moving again he took a stop at the front of a coffee shop. Casually, but very carefully to an observant eye, Connor took a seat onto a metal chair to start thinking about what to do with the day since things didn't seem to be going anywhere. Just then though a woman, blond and with tattoos and piercing in places and designs Connor had only seen in pictures sat down next to him. “Well you're a new face. What's your name?” The girl asked him. Connor felt his cheeks burn for a moment before mindlessly fiddling with his glasses. “Connor Kent mam.” Connor replied in his usual friendly demeanor. The girl could only chuckle. “Mam? Freshly moved in from the country I take it?” Connor shook his head. “Is it that obvious? I'm actually visiting from Kansas. Real small town out there.” “Cool.” The girl seemed to be showing some interest in Connor which wasn't helping his shyness out any. “So what are you in town for?” Connor paused, one of the things he was told about this trip was to not tell anyone the truth of the visit. “Its uh, seeing family...” Connor lied, not an easy feat for him. But lately its started to be more uncomfortably perfected. Though it wasn't like people would believe him if he told the truth either.