[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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[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.