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[ The voice didn't register as quick as it probably should have. One, because Peter had his back turned to Harry as he focused on the bombs. Those things occasionally managed to pop up into his nightmares, and he was not happy about seeing them here. Two, this was a younger and... well, not as hardened version of Harry than he was used to. Turning to look at who was talking to him, Pete's eyes widened - there were Osborn features, but he otherwise looked different.
Man, did he hate alternate realities.
He quickly wiped the look off his face and tried to replace it with a grin. ]
I'm good with complicated. [ No, he wasn't. ] And the danger's why I wanna get it out of here as soon as possible.
Most people wouldn't know what it is. [He mused, watching the other man with absolutely no sign of familiarity crossing his features.] You must be particularly attentive.
[Or something else. Harry never believed in the saying 'great minds think alike' and he believed in coincidence even less. The orange bombs - his bombs - being here meant that some piece of his world had come with him to this place and he didn't like the idea that the man at the counter had any more familiarity with them than Harry himself did.
In true Osborn fashion, none of that contempt or disappointment showed. Instead, the young CEO reached out a hand in introduction.] Harry Osborn.
I've seen a few of these already. [ And Harry's answer settled everything in Peter's mind - despite the differences in appearance (no weird hairstyle, for one), this was Harry Osborn. A Harry Osborn. Maybe he would be lucky and it would be a friendly one.
He almost laughed and took Harry's hand in his own. ]
Figured as much. Guessing you either don't know me where you come from or I look different. Peter Parker.
[Harry's hand tightened on the man's at his introduction.] I know a Peter Parker, but I imagine the image extends beyond the one man.
[He dropped his hand with a mild look of irritation on his face before returning his attention to the explosive. Whoever this man was, this was clearly some kind of joke or ploy and Harry wasn't keen on dealing with it.]
Harry- seriously? [ Peter actually laughed at that point and leaned in and around to get a better look at Harry's face, now that he had decided to turn away. Invading personal space much? Probably, but this was his best friend from a parallel universe. ]
Yeah, I might not be the Pete you know, but I'm still kinda like him. Let me see how much matches up - he's from Forest Hills, no parents, raised by his aunt and uncle? Am I getting warmer? [ Harry might want to stop him, though, cause he could probably keep going. ]
[Harry lifted his arm to try to stop the man from his uncomfortable proximity, taking a half-step back in the process. The young CEO looked at him again with a remarkably similar expression of irritation, if slightly more severe.]
Am I supposed to be impressed that you know about a journalistic photographer I went to school with years ago? [Not knowing who this man was, Harry was much more inclined to downplay his friendship with Peter. It was amazing how easily the friends of an Osborn could become a target. His expression evened and he adopted a shallow smile as he shifted his gaze to the seller.] How much for the orange device?
[ Well, that wasn't a look Peter was used to at all... Geeze. Peter blinked and then frowned, drawing back to respect the desire for distance, even if kind of hurt. ]
Not really. It's not like it was ever easy to impress you. [ Peter looked to the merchant and then the orange bomb; he really couldn't let Harry get his hands on that, could he? ]
[The seller looked from Harry to the alleged Peter and back again before offering a price, obviously hesitant to sell the item without the other man's official declaration of disinterest. And so Harry looked at him again, wondering who the man was and doubting that the OsCorp property would be safe in the hands of this potential lunatic.]
If you're Peter Parker, then you should know why you came to visit me after so many years. [He lifted an eyebrow expectantly.]
I also wonder how it is that you know about this- [He waved an idle hand to sweep across the orange ball.] -when its uses have been strictly experimental within OsCorp's Research and Development department.
[ Visiting him after so many years? Well, that explained a difference to Peter between their two universes, apart from Harry's different appearance and the difference in age. Had they not gone to college together? His brow furrowed as he tried to piece together why they might have not spoken and what would have broken the silence. It was only a guess on his part, once he remembered that the way Harry was speaking about the Goblin tech, both previously and just now- he spoke like someone who had more intimate knowledge of the company and its work.
Was he in charge? Would that mean Norman wasn't around? It was a risky guess on Peter's part, but if anything would prompt him to talk to Harry after years of silence, it would be that. ]
Again- different version of me, but it's because your father passed away, isn't it? [ To lose your parents... Well, that was a pain they shared.
He frowned at the mention of the device they were both interested in. ]
Harry, I'm pushing close to thirty- and I've seen a lot more. Those things? They've terrorized New York a lot. I'd rather see it dismantled than loose around here. [ But, eyeing the merchant, he lifted his hand and waved off any interest he might have. If Harry was going to trust him or not was up to him, and the least Peter could do was trust this version of Harry. ]
[Harry gave Peter a neutral look. Someone who didn't know him so well might find it impossible to read, but his friend would recognize is as both surprise and acceptance of the answer; Peter was right.
He returned his gaze to the seller and pulled out the necessary juulan to buy the item. Once it was his, he checked the item to ensure it couldn't be accidentally discharged - a form of built-in safety - and then slid the bulky item into one of the pockets of his leather jacket. It was uncomfortable, but he preferred the subtle gesture of claiming it with the alleged Peter here.]
I'll take care of it. [Harry answered finally, looking to the other man again. Whether that meant dismantling it or simply holding onto it was, of course, unclear. But the man's words had struck Harry's interest.] What do you mean a 'different version of you?'
[ This still nagged at Peter a little, but he had to trust that Harry, this version of Harry would be different and not give in to anything like the Harry he knew might have. Maybe with different universes, things were different enough that he wouldn't have to worry. Could he be that lucky?
Peter realized, though, that he was talking about the parallel universe thing pretty damn casually, but if anything should be questioned, he could always chalk it up to work with Horizon in the past. ]
As I'm guessing you can kind of tell from this place [ He gestured with his hands to indicate the world all around them. ] there are a lot of different worlds out there. Some of them are parallel universes, places where you can find other versions of yourself and people you know. Just- different.
[ He let out a small sigh and reached up to run a hand back through his hair. ]
I'm guessing the Peter Parker you're used to is younger and not as good looking, huh? [ Humor helped, didn't it? ]
[Harry reached out to pick up and consider another item, though it barely held his interest for more than a passing second. Then he gave a subtle nod to the man, encouraging the Peter to walk with him and continue around the market instead of occupying the kedan's space and risk damaging his profit margin.]
No. He's terrible to look at. [It was said with a smile and a hint of a laugh, a joke that his own Peter would have appreciated.] If you're the same Peter Parker, then tell me about your Harry Osborn.
[ Peter followed along, eyeing other things along the market to keep from staring at Harry. He seemed so different, and yet so familiar. He wasn't sure how used he would get to this sort of thing no matter how many times it happened in his life. Considering the Harry he knew was off in hiding with his son, though, it was... nice to see some version of him again. ]
Oh, he's a great guy. Terrible hair like his dad, but he manages to be charming. We met in college. He- ah... [ A moment of hesitation, where he scratched at his cheek trying to figure out the proper way to phrase it. ]
He had some trouble, ended up having to go off to Europe for a while, but he came back good. Owned a nice cafe for a while. We don't talk much anymore, but he's trying to focus on his kid. [ One of his kids. He didn't want to bring up little Normie, because that would eventually bring up Liz and big Normie. ]
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Man, did he hate alternate realities.
He quickly wiped the look off his face and tried to replace it with a grin. ]
I'm good with complicated. [ No, he wasn't. ] And the danger's why I wanna get it out of here as soon as possible.
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[Or something else. Harry never believed in the saying 'great minds think alike' and he believed in coincidence even less. The orange bombs - his bombs - being here meant that some piece of his world had come with him to this place and he didn't like the idea that the man at the counter had any more familiarity with them than Harry himself did.
In true Osborn fashion, none of that contempt or disappointment showed. Instead, the young CEO reached out a hand in introduction.] Harry Osborn.
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He almost laughed and took Harry's hand in his own. ]
Figured as much. Guessing you either don't know me where you come from or I look different. Peter Parker.
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[He dropped his hand with a mild look of irritation on his face before returning his attention to the explosive. Whoever this man was, this was clearly some kind of joke or ploy and Harry wasn't keen on dealing with it.]
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Yeah, I might not be the Pete you know, but I'm still kinda like him. Let me see how much matches up - he's from Forest Hills, no parents, raised by his aunt and uncle? Am I getting warmer? [ Harry might want to stop him, though, cause he could probably keep going. ]
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Am I supposed to be impressed that you know about a journalistic photographer I went to school with years ago? [Not knowing who this man was, Harry was much more inclined to downplay his friendship with Peter. It was amazing how easily the friends of an Osborn could become a target. His expression evened and he adopted a shallow smile as he shifted his gaze to the seller.] How much for the orange device?
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Not really. It's not like it was ever easy to impress you. [ Peter looked to the merchant and then the orange bomb; he really couldn't let Harry get his hands on that, could he? ]
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If you're Peter Parker, then you should know why you came to visit me after so many years. [He lifted an eyebrow expectantly.]
I also wonder how it is that you know about this- [He waved an idle hand to sweep across the orange ball.] -when its uses have been strictly experimental within OsCorp's Research and Development department.
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Was he in charge? Would that mean Norman wasn't around? It was a risky guess on Peter's part, but if anything would prompt him to talk to Harry after years of silence, it would be that. ]
Again- different version of me, but it's because your father passed away, isn't it? [ To lose your parents... Well, that was a pain they shared.
He frowned at the mention of the device they were both interested in. ]
Harry, I'm pushing close to thirty- and I've seen a lot more. Those things? They've terrorized New York a lot. I'd rather see it dismantled than loose around here. [ But, eyeing the merchant, he lifted his hand and waved off any interest he might have. If Harry was going to trust him or not was up to him, and the least Peter could do was trust this version of Harry. ]
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He returned his gaze to the seller and pulled out the necessary juulan to buy the item. Once it was his, he checked the item to ensure it couldn't be accidentally discharged - a form of built-in safety - and then slid the bulky item into one of the pockets of his leather jacket. It was uncomfortable, but he preferred the subtle gesture of claiming it with the alleged Peter here.]
I'll take care of it. [Harry answered finally, looking to the other man again. Whether that meant dismantling it or simply holding onto it was, of course, unclear. But the man's words had struck Harry's interest.] What do you mean a 'different version of you?'
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Peter realized, though, that he was talking about the parallel universe thing pretty damn casually, but if anything should be questioned, he could always chalk it up to work with Horizon in the past. ]
As I'm guessing you can kind of tell from this place [ He gestured with his hands to indicate the world all around them. ] there are a lot of different worlds out there. Some of them are parallel universes, places where you can find other versions of yourself and people you know. Just- different.
[ He let out a small sigh and reached up to run a hand back through his hair. ]
I'm guessing the Peter Parker you're used to is younger and not as good looking, huh? [ Humor helped, didn't it? ]
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No. He's terrible to look at. [It was said with a smile and a hint of a laugh, a joke that his own Peter would have appreciated.] If you're the same Peter Parker, then tell me about your Harry Osborn.
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Oh, he's a great guy. Terrible hair like his dad, but he manages to be charming. We met in college. He- ah... [ A moment of hesitation, where he scratched at his cheek trying to figure out the proper way to phrase it. ]
He had some trouble, ended up having to go off to Europe for a while, but he came back good. Owned a nice cafe for a while. We don't talk much anymore, but he's trying to focus on his kid. [ One of his kids. He didn't want to bring up little Normie, because that would eventually bring up Liz and big Normie. ]