[She groans in frustration. Not only is she trapped in here without her powers, but she's being forced to take on some kind of role like she's an NPC in a video game or a round of D&D. For now, that means she can't even tell the truth at least a third of the time, which is going to make organizing anyone difficult.]
Ugh, we can't go out there without a plan, and we can't just stay in here.
[Gwen's voice takes on an edge, momentarily, as something otherwordly joins in her complaining. The Venom might not be able to offer her the full range of her spider-like capabilities, but it's still there to mirror her anger.
Are they or are they not heroes? They can't just stay in here and huddle in a corner.]
We need weapons. I'm an expert in all kinds. [The last line is added half-heartedly, a lie to put toward her quota.]
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Ugh, we can't go out there without a plan, and we can't just stay in here.
[Gwen's voice takes on an edge, momentarily, as something otherwordly joins in her complaining. The Venom might not be able to offer her the full range of her spider-like capabilities, but it's still there to mirror her anger.
Are they or are they not heroes? They can't just stay in here and huddle in a corner.]
We need weapons. I'm an expert in all kinds. [The last line is added half-heartedly, a lie to put toward her quota.]