That too. Don't tell me, you were one of the masked vigilante types even before Stark got his hands on you.
[ Stephen somehow doubts Peter's going to have to worry about the financial side of getting an education now if he doesn't want to, not with Tony Stark himself playing mentor— but it goes unmentioned. the point is, the kid's willing to work, and work hard. the point is, even if he weren't the protege of a billionaire, he'd still get himself there. biophysics, huh.
okay. ]
I'll take you on for evening classes on the condition that you show me your report cards and keep me up to date with your grades and performance in class. If it drops, or if you're struggling and need to spend time focusing on your studies, either we call off the session or we spend it working on whatever it is that needs more focus.
That's kind of how he knew he wanted his hands on me. Which sounds a whole lot weirder than I meant it.
[Tony hasn't given him any handouts so far, besides the uniform, but that's for work. It's not something Peter's expecting, anyway. The legacy of struggle's not taking that kind of thing for granted. His aunt probably wouldn't even accept the offer.]
But you really will? You mean it? My grades wont slip, sir, I promise, I know I can't let my studies go or I won't be able to help Aunt May. The whole vigilante thing's kind of part of that, too. I gotta do whatever I can. It's just I can do more, now.
[ God, he's so sincere. that's either going to be excruciating or endearing, time will tell. (time doesn't have to - it's already almost definitely going to be the latter.) ]
Good. And please, leave "sir" at the door. It's Doctor Strange. Stephen Strange, that's my name. If we're going to be working together I'd appreciate not being made to feel old.
[ or, at least, any older than Peter's apparently boundless energy will doubtless make him feel. ]
I mean, sorry Doctor Strange, sir. That's kind of a crazy name by the way. Like, who knew you were going to turn out to be both an actual doctor and actually strange? Not that you were called Doctor before you were one, probably, and hey no offense at the strange thing, which would be pretty rich from someone who can walk up walls. But dude, seriously, it's like if my real name was Doctor Stickyfeet.
Anyway, thanks. I appreciate it, really. How long do you think it'll take me to pick up Paseltongue?
Nevermind. I use my hands, my focus and my knowledge. Sometimes also words when the spell's particularly intricate. That wasn't the point I was making.
[A little smart, until you terrify him into sirring you again.]
I'll be there! Thanks again for the opportunity, you won't regret this Mister Strange.
[Because Peter won't just be there Saturday afternoon, he'll make the address part of his route while keeping the city clean. Stephen won't be able to step out the front door for the upcoming week without hearing about a lost dog found or elderly woman helped across the street by their friendly neighborhood spiderman.]
[ it's Tuesday when Stephen sends that last message and leaves it be. it's Thursday when he steps out for the second time that day only to wander into a hubbub in the local coffee shop, excited conversations over iced lattes and overpriced lunch: another spiderman sighting. ]
I'd call pest control, but people seem fond of you.
Because I set up this great humane trap system for our building. It's like a really long tube system that leads them right back out to the nearest subway entrance. I could set one up for you if you want.
Or is it bedbugs? Because then you've pretty much got to burn everything.
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[ Stephen somehow doubts Peter's going to have to worry about the financial side of getting an education now if he doesn't want to, not with Tony Stark himself playing mentor— but it goes unmentioned. the point is, the kid's willing to work, and work hard. the point is, even if he weren't the protege of a billionaire, he'd still get himself there. biophysics, huh.
okay. ]
I'll take you on for evening classes on the condition that you show me your report cards and keep me up to date with your grades and performance in class. If it drops, or if you're struggling and need to spend time focusing on your studies, either we call off the session or we spend it working on whatever it is that needs more focus.
Deal?
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[Tony hasn't given him any handouts so far, besides the uniform, but that's for work. It's not something Peter's expecting, anyway. The legacy of struggle's not taking that kind of thing for granted. His aunt probably wouldn't even accept the offer.]
But you really will? You mean it? My grades wont slip, sir, I promise, I know I can't let my studies go or I won't be able to help Aunt May. The whole vigilante thing's kind of part of that, too. I gotta do whatever I can. It's just I can do more, now.
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Good. And please, leave "sir" at the door. It's Doctor Strange. Stephen Strange, that's my name. If we're going to be working together I'd appreciate not being made to feel old.
[ or, at least, any older than Peter's apparently boundless energy will doubtless make him feel. ]
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I mean, sorry Doctor Strange,
sir.That's kind of a crazy name by the way. Like, who knew you were going to turn out to be both an actual doctor and actually strange? Not that you were called Doctor before you were one, probably, and hey no offense at the strange thing, which would be pretty rich from someone who can walk up walls. But dude, seriously, it's like if my real name was Doctor Stickyfeet.Anyway, thanks. I appreciate it, really. How long do you think it'll take me to pick up Paseltongue?
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Nevermind. I use my hands, my focus and my knowledge. Sometimes also words when the spell's particularly intricate. That wasn't the point I was making.
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177A Bleecker Street, Greenwich Village. Be there on Saturday at noon, we'll discuss your availability then.
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I'll be there! Thanks again for the opportunity, you won't regret this Mister Strange.
[Because Peter won't just be there Saturday afternoon, he'll make the address part of his route while keeping the city clean. Stephen won't be able to step out the front door for the upcoming week without hearing about a lost dog found or elderly woman helped across the street by their friendly neighborhood spiderman.]
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[ it's Tuesday when Stephen sends that last message and leaves it be. it's Thursday when he steps out for the second time that day only to wander into a hubbub in the local coffee shop, excited conversations over iced lattes and overpriced lunch: another spiderman sighting. ]
I'd call pest control, but people seem fond of you.
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Because I set up this great humane trap system for our building. It's like a really long tube system that leads them right back out to the nearest subway entrance. I could set one up for you if you want.
Or is it bedbugs? Because then you've pretty much got to burn everything.
Also hey, how's it going? Need me for anything?