senses // peter parker, loki, steve rogers

3: renegade, styx

Jasmine blinked her eyes open, and sighed at the fact the that the ceiling was familiar to her. She was just forced to talk to her cheating ex, revealed creepy information, and fainted-- was that seriously not enough to get her out of school?

Jasmine was lying in the nurses office, sitting only slightly upright in the chair. She looked to the side to see none other than Peter Parker, one of her best friends, aimlessly scrolling through his phone sitting in a chair by her. How he managed to get out of class, she didn't know. "Hey, spider nerd, what are you doing here?"

Peter's head shot up immediately, big brown puppy eyes wide, melting chocolate of worry. 

Usually he got irritated when she called him anything spider-related, as if someone was going to hear that and assume he was Spiderman. But he hardly even registered what she said, too focused on the fact that she had said something. "You're awake! Are you okay?" Peter sprung to stand next to Jasmine, pressing the back of his hand to her forehead. "Does anything hurt? Did you eat enough today? You know, I think the school breakfast was actually--"

"Peter, I'm fine," Jasmine grabbed Peter's wrist, moving his hand away from her forehead. "I know exactly why I passed out. But it's kind of weird."

Jasmine sat more upright, and Peter sat on her chair by her legs. "What do you mean?"

"Well, it all started when I had to be partnered with Christian, since I am of course, the luckiest person in the world, and the universe loves me," Jasmine was trying her best not to spiral into another bitter rant.

"Yikes," Peter grimaced.

"Yeah. And he said like five words to me, and then started listening to music. Angst In My Pants, by the Sparks."

"A very you song."

"I know, right? Anyway, as soon as the song started playing, this weird thing happened-- like this information just fired off in my brain that made no sense that I've never heard before..." Jasmine went silent for a moment, making sure no one else was in the room, having a gut feeling that something big was about to unravel.

Peter titled his head down at her, eyebrows lifted. "What is it?"

"Have you ever heard of something called the Reinhold Mack Reactor?"

Jasmine's gut feelings were usually right.

Peter sprung up again, and immediately began pacing-- a nervous habit Jasmine knew all too well. "You-- how do you-- where did--?"

Now it was Jasmine's turn to stand up. "I'm telling you, weird information fired off in my brain. So I heard this information and it told me where it was."

Peter turned quickly, and put his hands on Jasmine's shoulders, shaking her. "You know where it is?!"

"Yes! They're some coordinates! God, stop man-handling me," Jasmine picked his hands off of her.

Peter immediately snatched his hands far away from her as if he just realized she was on fire. 

"Right, sorry." He gave her a look that was half admiration (a look which made Jasmine worry) and half game-face (a look that also made Jasmine worry). He spoke in a low voice. "We have to tell Mr. Stark."

"What? Are you kidding? You can go do that, I don't want to seem like I'm freeloading off of my--" Jasmine lowered her voice, "superhero friend."

"Okay, I'm not just your superhero friend. I'm your superhero best friend. And if he's going to know this, he needs it directly from the source." Jasmine looked away, and crossed her arms. Peter turned her back to face him, gently moving her by the arms yet again, "I'll go with you. I won't leave your side. Seriously."