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[b][color=8882be][h2]Oliver Raulot, AKA, Argyros[/h2][/color][/b][/center]
[b][u][center]Another New York City. Crying, screaming, throwing up.[/center][/u][/b]
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Oliver was on auto-pilot as he followed after the alternate version of his mentor and friend. He didn't really remember the path he took to the adjacent rooftop, only that he'd gotten there without issue. Alternate universes.. He knew they were gonna freak him out. Like, [i]really[/i] mess him up. But he wasn't expecting the emotional damage on top of that. The thing that brought him out of the mind fog was a close-up of how the other spiders spun their webs. It got the scientist part of his brain ticking (biology, sure, but still science). [b][color=8882be]"Web-shooters, huh?"[/color][/b] Oliver thinks aloud. He had no idea that his organic webs weren't the norm up until just now.

It was a small bit of luck in a pit of bad luck. Oliver figured he could probably devise a web formula, but making a device to launch it was beyond him. He wasn't any good in mechanical engineering. But that was enough about webs, his mentor was here in front of him. And Oliver had no idea what to say. It wasn't the [i]same[/i] Connors, so none of what Oliver wanted to say would make any sense here. So he elected to swing in silence with them as they left the defeated Fisk behind. Even with his reasoning, Oliver couldn't help but feel a little cowardly in his avoidance.. He also couldn't help but feel a little bad.

The fact that the Connors-Spider was sharp as a knife and all business helped a little. Oliver could focus on that, instead. Avoid the emotional stuff, stick to the important details. But still, how on earth did he clock them as 'visitor's so quick? [b][color=8882be]"..Seriously? Yeah, you're.. actually dead on. But how on earth did you come to that conclusion? [i]I'm[/i] still wrapping my head around it, and I've got actual proof."[/color][/b] Leave it to Doc Connors to figure out the impossible. No wonder according to Anansi he was almost always embroiled in trouble. Too smart to not notice the unusual, but not cautious enough to steer clear of it.

Guess that was where Oliver learned how to be unable to leave well enough alone.

[b][color=8882be]"I think my more eloquent friend, the Arachnid, can give you the details better than me. But long story short, the Multiverse is real. And it's shaped like a web. And you might be in danger."[/color][/b]