#mancfspider

☆——» ❝ True. I’m not as cool -❞

"We could be bug buddies, I have antennae hair. How did you get your no-actual-spider-involved powers?"

@mancfspider

Fitz heard the bullets splinter the wood behind him as he went through, his particles passing between the seemingly solid particles of the wood-paneled wall.

He was still mastering his new power, needing to consciously phase to keep himself from being injured. He had yet to find anything he couldn’t pass through, however. Whether it was the thick, solid lead of a vault or the vibranium walls of a holding cell back at the base, he was unstoppable.

With his new powers, he’d decided that stopping crime was clearly the way to spend his sleepless nights.

“You missed,” Fitz said as he phased back through the wall. “Better try again,” he taunted as he came out of the wall behind the first gunman. 

He’d lost his ICER when he hadn’t shifted as planned taking out the third man but he’d grabbed a large vase from the other room and used it now to hit the robber on the back of the head. He went down like a ton of bricks and Fitz grinned as he brushed the dust from his hands.

There was another one trying to open the safe in the next room.

Fitz became invisible when he shifted. Unfortunately, he couldn’t hold it for long yet but his time seemed to be improving daily. He’d gotten stuck in a wall once and it hadn’t been pleasant at all. It was like the ultimate form of claustrophobia.

He looked for his ICER briefly but when he didn’t see it, he 

Picking up the gun the man had dropped, he passed through to the next room and moved behind the man at the safe, while holding the gun aloft to cold-cock him. 

Unfortunately, he shifted back to tangibility too soon and the man turned with a look of triumph that Fitz didn’t understand until a moment later when he found himself laying on the floor after 10,000 volts had passed through his body. When the robber picked up the gun Fitz had dropped, he gave not a smile, but a cold glare as he aimed it at Fitz’s head. He tried to shift back to intangibility but found himself locked in his present state.

---- “ This is as far as you--- ”

      “ ... go? ”

      X had been dispatched to investigate some sort of (supposed) Maverick threat. Apparently red... swinging around through the sky on some sort of rope. Sounded like a Maverick to him, that’s for sure. But upon arriving at the scene, there was... a whole lot of nothing. Not even any damage. Just a city street, and a civilian.

      ... Perhaps he knows what’s going on.