IC contact post for Mask or Menace

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Hey! This is Max. Sorry I can't pick up right now; I'm probably snapping pictures of cute animals or something. Leave a message! Or text.

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It's the best answer I can give right now.

You could have been killed! If he hadn't decided not to
not to bother with it

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I hear you.

I know, I know. I'm not sure what came over me.

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To be honest, now that I know you're okay I'm not sure whether to be mad or grateful.

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Would it help you make up your mind if I told you I got some great shots?

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[ LONG PAUSE. ]

Shots of what?

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Iron Man getting his ass kicked.

And some birds, too.

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I'm always down for some good bird shots.

[ He's not sure what to think about the other thing. It needed to be done, but... ]

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And squirrels! I'm always up for cute animal pictures in general.

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They pay surprisingly well, too.

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Really? I figured kitten pictures would sell more.

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Kittens are easy access, though, no fancy photography needed. People go wild for "wild animal does cute thing" photos. No pun intended.

[ Another pause, and then: ]

Max... thank you.

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Hm... maybe I should expand my portfolio.

For what?

[It's not like she accomplished anything.]

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You saw I needed help and you came, even though it put you in incredible danger. Not a lot of people would've done the same. Especially considering what you'd just found out.

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We may not know each other very well, but I like you, Peter. I just wanted to do whatever I could.

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Where I'm from, that's what they call a hero.

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I thought they only called people that when something was actually accomplished.

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[ He knows she didn't mean that the way he hears it, but it still smarts. ]

Ouch, Max.

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[Whoops. Friendly fire is a thing.]

I was talking about myself, Peter. Not you.

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I know, I know. Sorry. Just me and my bruised ego talking.

It's not true, though. Don't sell yourself short.

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Peter, it's not your fault.

Thanks.

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I'm only stating the facts.

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Is it alright if I visit you?

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[ A hesitation. ]

Maybe once I've caught up on my beauty sleep. Right now I'm scared to look at my roommate in case I accidentally turn him to stone.

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Okay. Text me when your face doesn't frighten small children, alright?

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Will do.

[ Maybe. ]