@spidercxre
﹙ repeatedly taps on her shoulder .ᐟ ﹚
[@milescounty] The cyborg spun around at the repeated tapping against her metal shoulder, her gaze settling on the clown. “Oh—uh… can I help you?”
/ *kith kith
“i was told someone with a rank requested an audience. not… this. you’re in the wrong division. i don’t negotiate with malfunctions waiting to happen.”
@spidercxre / “i’d tone down that overconfidence if i were you,” he commented, unamused. he stared at her for a moment, expression unreadable. “do you have a contract with the person you’re currently working with?” a stretch of silence followed— his typical pause when weighing an investment. then, he spoke again. “well. we’ll see how you do tomorrow. i don’t particularly care if you have a contract or not.” he lifted his wrist to check the time before giving a short nod. “be at the location at eleven. if we’re fast enough, we’ll be done within the hour. i doubt we’ll need more than that. there will be two others riding with us, so keep that in mind.” he gestured toward the door without bothering to look at her. “if you don’t have any questions, see yourself out.”
[@vilientis] As the folder was tossed her way, she uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, moving them off the table before pulling the files closer for a better look. She flipped it open, scanning through the documents with a faint smirk while he went over the briefing. Arachnes was no stranger to dangerous assignments like this—such missions were practically routine in her line of work. From harvesting organs on desperado’s orders to terrorizing locals who got in the way, this one sounded almost too easy. “Seems simple enough,” she murmured, her gray eyes lifting to meet his with a soft chuckle. “We’re clear. Is there a time limit on this? Because if there is, I guarantee I’ll have it done ahead of schedule.” Her smirk deepened as she snapped the folder shut. “You have my word.”
@spidercxre / he watched her closely as she made herself comfortable. he’d agree it’d been a while since anyone acted this carefree in his presence, but it was too early to say it out loud; instead he followed the way she crossed her legs on the table. he didn’t bother to hide the way his eyes scanned the cyborg’s limbs— the blades, the angles. interesting. valien skimmed the file, closed it, and tossed it back onto the desk as if the pages meant nothing. “alright, /darling/.” he tilted his head and leaned back in his chair, the word clipped and empty of warmth— more a retort to how she’d been addressing him than anything else. “you may have all these fancy add-ons, but if you’re going on a mission under me, you listen to my orders.” he knew value when he saw it. he hadn’t asked for her on this job, but he wasn’t complaining— if her skills matched her confidence, he might keep her close. he stood, grabbed another file with the coordinates and briefing, and tossed it toward her. “your job was to be backup. but i don’t want you standby until the mission forces you to move.” he jabbed a finger at the folder. “single-night op at the eastern harbour. you focus the adjacent yard warehouse. intel says they move in a shipment tonight and the final load comes tomorrow. your priority is to find the weapons, destroy the warehouse, extract any useful data, and report back to me. clear?”
Lycaon had no idea what happened, first he had fallen into a Hollow, and had to fight Etherals. The next minute he was pushed through a wall and he knew. He just knew he wasn’t in New Eridu, because he had lost contact with the Bangboo that was with him. He looked around confused his tail swishing behind him as he stepped forward some his cybernetic legs making soft sounds.
//it’s so bad… I’m sorry :sob:\\
@spidercxre // The wolf came to a stop and he looked at the other his tail swished more. He spoke, “where am I?” He asked his one cybernetic leg looked a little worse for wear. It was a shocker that it was not malfunctioning.
[@-Wolf_Agent] Rain hammered the empty streets, a steady patter against the asphalt that made the silence feel deeper. Arachnes had been ordered to stay at the Desperado headquarters to watch over the harvested brains while the others were away—a deterrent against any curious visitors. Instead she wandered the rain slicked avenues, leaving her men to hold the entry. From a distance a lone figure appeared; she smiled, a predator pleased by the prospect of opportunity. Neither of them had witnesses. Calm and deliberate, she closed the gap, her cybernetic heels clicking and her joints humming softly with each measured step. “Why, hello there…”
“Oh. You again.”
“ oh hello! I didn’t bump you with my wings did I? “
allicents green eyes fell on the cyborg and they widened just ever so slightly
“ woah , I haven’t seen someone as advanced as you in a long time “
She said slightly awed as she observed the other
[@bonesandberries-] Her gray eyes lingered on the soft, fluffy forms emerging from Allicent’s back—an unusual sight that certainly captured her interest. They were… beautiful, in a way. With a faint smile, she reached out and took the woman’s hand in her own cold, metal one, offering a gentle shake. “Ali… what a lovely name,” she remarked, then gave a slight, courteous bow. “You may call me Arachnes. The pleasure is mine.”
/ @spidercxre ; Allicent stretched her wings out , always eager to show them off- especially when they were recently preened and shiny “ partially, my mother was one and my father is human but he acts more like a bear “ They snickered before holding out a hand to shake the pretty ladies “ allicent but my friends call me ali! ”
[@bonesandberries-] Arachnes was momentarily caught off guard by the sudden bump to her arm, her gaze snapping toward the source with a slight frown—though it quickly softened into a smirk at the compliment that followed. It was enough to ease her irritation. “Well, hello there…” she said with a raised brow. “Yes, you did bump into me—with your… wings?” She paused, eyeing the woman curiously, clearly intrigued by the sight. “I must say, I’ve never seen beauty quite like yours. Tell me, darling… are you an angel?”
“Oh hi! You must be new around here.”
@spidercxre Yumi nods. “Yeah I am, I mean I go everywhere so local is very much everywhere for me.”
[@UniversalLife_] The cyborg was momentarily caught off guard by the other’s sudden approach. She turned her head, gray eyes settling on them as she tilted it slightly, a faint smirk playing on her lips. “Why, of course I am, darling. Never stepped foot in this place before,” she said smoothly. “Let me guess… you’re a local? You seem like the type.”
** / well thank you
“May I help you? This is private property.”
[@sullenmaiden] There was something oddly amusing about a cyborg speaking to someone who looked like they belonged in a royal court. It brought a faint smirk to Arachnes’ lips. “The beauty of this place caught my eye—especially the garden. It’s… captivating,” she remarked, her gaze drifting. “The pink flowers in particular. Clearly well cared for.”
@spidercxre “Mmm..” Damaris noticed how different the woman was. Shes never seen anything like this. But wasn’t the type to comment. “What brings you here?”
[@sullenmaiden] “I’ll admit, I may have wandered into restricted territory—though I must say, it’s quite charming. I don’t intend to cause any alarm. You may call me Arachnes.”
“I would like to go home now. That would be nice-!”
/ sassy Anna.
@spidercxre “A flirt?! No no.. not that. I’m just desperate.” She let out a soft aspirated sigh with her fingers raking through her blonde locks.
[@blqndiee] “Well, that totally answered my question, sweetheart…” she said dryly, rolling her eyes. Of course, she knew what Anna was getting at. “Who would’ve guessed you were such a flirt,” she added with a teasing smirk, clearly joking as she raised a brow at the blonde.