[Action : In.. the Junkyard.]

[treacherous_widow]

[Other than a few comments here and there, a certain she-spiders been keeping quiet.  Which begs the question just what in the pit has she been up to? 

Well wonder no more. Blackarachnia can be found rummaging through the junk pile looking for anything she might be able to use and tossing it on a little sled she's built. It seems she's looking for something specific and getting annoyed that she can't find it..]

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[happyduckbutt]

[She's not the only one out here. Poking around in smaller (although all the same rather large for him) piles of things is the blond-haired keyblade user. He doesn't seem to be having much luck either, but it hasn't made him any less diligent.

Something catches his eye, and with a pleased gasp, he hops across a few scraps to try and pull something out from where it lies wedged under what might have been an old television set.]

[treacherous_widow]

[As she digs around, she notices that there's someone else out here. Someone organic.

For the moment, she ignores him. That is until he gets her attention by finding something interesting.]

So what do you go there?

[happyduckbutt]

[He almost jumps as the other speaks up. She might be a little disappointed at his find once she sees it in hand, an oblong disc-like object that could have been a hubcap or a platter.

Somehow Ventus doesn't think she'd be very impressed either, but he holds it up with a smile.]

Just this.

[treacherous_widow]

[She raises an optic ridge and eyes the disco object. It's impressive, but it's something that has potential in the right hands.]

Well, its not much to look at. But, it could be useful.

So is there anything in particular you're scavaging for, or do you just like going through the junk looking for shiny objects.

[happyduckbutt]

Ah... [He chuckles sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.]

Well actually I was looking for things I could use to make something for someone. Um- like this...

[The boy digs in a pocket, pulling out his Wayfinder. He holds it up, letting it dangle by its cord.]

-it doesn't have to look exactly like it, but I'm trying to find pieces I can work with.

[He tilts his head at her.]

What about you?

[treacherous_widow]

[She eyes the little trinket thoughtfully.]

You'd be better off looking for colored glass then.

I'm looking for anything useful.

[And judging by the spider's already growing collection, that meant appliances and electronics.]

[happyduckbutt]

I guess... I wonder if I'll find anything big enough though. It's..kind of for a robot-friend so...

Are you making something too?

[treacherous_widow]

..How big are we talking?

You could say that.

[happyduckbutt]

[He lifts up the piece he'd found again, after pocketing his Wayfinder so he'd have both hands to do so with.]

I'm thinking about this size for its center, at least.

What are you making?

[treacherous_widow]

Then a decent size.

That's only for me to know Blondie.

[happyduckbutt]

[There's a slight frown at the nickname.]

It's Ventus.

[But he gets it, no being nosy.]

[treacherous_widow]

[She just smirks.]

So you do have a name to go with that organic structure you call a body.

I'm Blackarachnia.

[happyduckbutt]

[Heeey.

Well, all the same, he nods as she introduces herself.]

Sorry if I'm bothering you, Blackarachnia.

[treacherous_widow]

[Face it kid, you may be a step up from the sloped head apes from her world, but you're still an ape.]

If you were bothering me, you'd be running.

[happyduckbutt]

...why?

[treacherous_widow]

I don't like annoyances.

[happyduckbutt]

Oh.