[Shiro has never handled the cold well. It simply does not agree with her physique. The warming spell being shared by the First Circle is just what the doctor ordered and provided a way cheaper method to warming up than her first instinct. The part where she was supposed to go use this knowledge to help the less fortunate? She didn't hear anything like that. It's fine, right? Right.
Not far from the demonstration she's parked on a bench, a little stone resting in her lap. She appears to be the picture of comfort despite only wearing a simple white shift as protection from the cold. Her expression might be completely blank but the warm cozy air is as inviting as a warm fireplace. Maybe you've been struggling to make to cast the spell and want a reprieve from the chill. Or maybe you noticed how quickly and effortlessly she cast the spell and mean to drag her off to work. Whatever the plan she doesn't appear to be voluntarily moving any time soon. Her bench now.]
ii. poisoned gnature a. [How did she let herself be dragged out here? Playing around in the fields surrounded by bugs and disgusting medical salves does not sound like her ideal time. In fact far from it. So far. And if one more mosquito buzzes by her ear she's liable to snap. That's to say, she was already well past her breaking point with the bothersome insects.
Shiro is squatting down by one of the ditches staring, as close as one can get to staring with their eyes closed, at the stagnant pools of water. She's completely motionless but the air above the water appears to be vibrating. With clumps of insects struggling valiantly against thin spider's thread. Thread that is spanning the entire length of the ditch in an intricate pattern. Some mosquitoes need to be reminded of their place in the food chain. Struggle with all your might, you can't escape her unmatched thread! Cry for help from all your powerless relatives! Perish!!
She's pretty proud of this one. If anyone passes by she'll look over and tilt her head slightly towards the ditch. Praise her.]
b.
[Unfortunately, those webs were pretty useless since it's not like she can subsist off a diet of mosquitoes. Not like she would actually eat insects anymore. Gross. Those dead cows though? Now that had some potential.
The farmers had said something about the meat no longer being eatable but it still seemed like a waste to Shiro. It's not like it was poisoned or venomous. Just a little off. People were really picky, you know? Well, she was picky too but compared to going hungry she could stomach some bad meat. She's eaten worse. It probably wouldn't kill her.
After standing next to the cow carcass for Well Too Long she reaches towards one of the legs. And proceeds to start pulling. Please stop her.]
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shiro | so i'm a spider, so what?
[Shiro has never handled the cold well. It simply does not agree with her physique. The warming spell being shared by the First Circle is just what the doctor ordered and provided a way cheaper method to warming up than her first instinct. The part where she was supposed to go use this knowledge to help the less fortunate? She didn't hear anything like that. It's fine, right? Right.
Not far from the demonstration she's parked on a bench, a little stone resting in her lap. She appears to be the picture of comfort despite only wearing a simple white shift as protection from the cold. Her expression might be completely blank but the warm cozy air is as inviting as a warm fireplace. Maybe you've been struggling to make to cast the spell and want a reprieve from the chill. Or maybe you noticed how quickly and effortlessly she cast the spell and mean to drag her off to work. Whatever the plan she doesn't appear to be voluntarily moving any time soon. Her bench now.]
ii. poisoned gnature
a.
[How did she let herself be dragged out here? Playing around in the fields surrounded by bugs and disgusting medical salves does not sound like her ideal time. In fact far from it. So far. And if one more mosquito buzzes by her ear she's liable to snap. That's to say, she was already well past her breaking point with the bothersome insects.
Shiro is squatting down by one of the ditches staring, as close as one can get to staring with their eyes closed, at the stagnant pools of water. She's completely motionless but the air above the water appears to be vibrating. With clumps of insects struggling valiantly against thin spider's thread. Thread that is spanning the entire length of the ditch in an intricate pattern. Some mosquitoes need to be reminded of their place in the food chain. Struggle with all your might, you can't escape her unmatched thread! Cry for help from all your powerless relatives! Perish!!
She's pretty proud of this one. If anyone passes by she'll look over and tilt her head slightly towards the ditch. Praise her.]
b.
[Unfortunately, those webs were pretty useless since it's not like she can subsist off a diet of mosquitoes. Not like she would actually eat insects anymore. Gross. Those dead cows though? Now that had some potential.
The farmers had said something about the meat no longer being eatable but it still seemed like a waste to Shiro. It's not like it was poisoned or venomous. Just a little off. People were really picky, you know? Well, she was picky too but compared to going hungry she could stomach some bad meat. She's eaten worse. It probably wouldn't kill her.
After standing next to the cow carcass for Well Too Long she reaches towards one of the legs. And proceeds to start pulling. Please stop her.]
iii. Wildcard!
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