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Wriggle Nightbug ([personal profile] wrigurun) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-05-17 07:12 pm

002 → Friends can be hard to find

Characters: Wriggle Nightbug & Spidermom
Setting: Floor 25, dated to the 18th of May
Format: Post in prose, tags in prose or action
Summary: Whilst playing in the field, Wriggle encounters something dangerous.
Warnings: None

Floor 25

The initial shock of waking up in the tower was slowly wearing off. She still wasn’t entirely happy with her situation but she was adjusting. The tank full of firefly larvae still sat in her room, occasionally supplemented with water from the lake and food she’d managed to gather for them.

Today she wasn’t fussing as much over them. Today Wriggle had made a very joyous discovery. Taking the time to really explore the tower she’d found the twenty-fifth floor. The warm, spring breeze calmed her and made her feel rejuvenated but best of all, there were insects! Even though their numbers were few she was happy to have found them at all.

A swarm of ladybirds flew just barely out of reach. She chased them and flew among them, laughing as if it were some kind of game. Most likely it was. These were her friends, the loyal subjects under the self-proclaimed insect queen. Her antenna twitched, and Wriggle could sense other movement in the room. That playful smile still on her face, she wondered what other kinds of bugs she’d encounter in the grass.
fabricates: (♏ i choose the way to go)

[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-17 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
This spider couldn't exactly hide in the grass. No, instead she loomed high over it. She'd been brought here by the scent of flesh. It wasn't troll, but it wasn't an animal which was really the only thing that mattered. This sort of lusus had never been meant to eat beasts.

Once Wriggle is in sight, the spider moves swiftly, rushing closer to try to catch her prey off guard.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-18 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Whether she could understand her or not is debatable, as the spider made no sign of registering the question. She rose off her front legs, threatening with her fangs outstretched. One of her front legs darted forward to try to knock her down.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-05-23 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She still made no response to the voice, instead moving forward to take another swipe at the girl. She's disadvantaged against flying creatures, unfortunately. But she's not likely to try stopping anytime soon when it comes to a meal.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-06-11 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
The spider doesn't move away. There's no reaction that suggests she's affected by any sort of spell. As the girl drifts closer, she'll use her legs to try grabbing at her again.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-06-12 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
The arachnid skitters back, pedipalps curling and uncurling - scraping against fangs to produce a sort of hissing noise. It sinks to the ground, effectively stunned by the attack. It won't be for long though, and she'll be angrier once she recovers.
Edited 2012-06-12 23:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-06-17 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
The spider is again unaffected, and attempts to close the new distance between them now that's she recovered from the bullets. The attack itself doesn't seem to have injured her much.
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[personal profile] fabricates 2012-06-17 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[She follows after her for a minute before slowing to a stop. It's a chase she doesn't appear to be up for, after having failed to trap her so many times. She'll just find another victim.]