his jaw hangs open as a single brain cell up there starts working overtime to recall the last thirty minutes....
finally: ]
Spiders! Haha!
[ Forgetting completely about Dog, he starts trotting into his little abode, leaving the door open behind him for Henry to enter. It's - well, if Henry has been here before, it hasn't changed too much. There's still a nest of blankets and miscellanea in one corner serving as a bed. There's a chest, presumably where he keeps his collection of kilts. There's a little stove in another corner keeping the place cozy, and a multitude of brightly colored top hats hanging from hooks. There's also a table and a chair. ]
There spider - [ He points underneath the chair, then at another corner. ]
There spider - [ he points at a ceiling corner ] there spider...
[ Under the chair is a single spider. In the corner, however, is an ecosystem, thanks to what appears to be discarded remnants of Nanaue's meals gathered there - a garbage area of sorts. It doesn't smell great, and clearly at some point flies got in. Maggots have hatched amongst the bones and dried bits of animal flesh, and adult flies buzz around - happily escaping the winter cold in here. And the spiders? They're feasting. ]
CW insects, truly method RPing bc I forgot about the spiders too
his jaw hangs open as a single brain cell up there starts working overtime to recall the last thirty minutes....
finally: ]
Spiders! Haha!
[ Forgetting completely about Dog, he starts trotting into his little abode, leaving the door open behind him for Henry to enter. It's - well, if Henry has been here before, it hasn't changed too much. There's still a nest of blankets and miscellanea in one corner serving as a bed. There's a chest, presumably where he keeps his collection of kilts. There's a little stove in another corner keeping the place cozy, and a multitude of brightly colored top hats hanging from hooks. There's also a table and a chair. ]
There spider - [ He points underneath the chair, then at another corner. ]
There spider - [ he points at a ceiling corner ] there spider...
[ Under the chair is a single spider. In the corner, however, is an ecosystem, thanks to what appears to be discarded remnants of Nanaue's meals gathered there - a garbage area of sorts. It doesn't smell great, and clearly at some point flies got in. Maggots have hatched amongst the bones and dried bits of animal flesh, and adult flies buzz around - happily escaping the winter cold in here. And the spiders? They're feasting. ]