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The tackle is successful; Kochi manages to grab two of the creature's legs, one on each side, and hangs from them like handlebars as the spider hisses again in distress. Now that she's close enough, she can see that it uses webbing, secreted from each foot, to cling to the ceiling.

They are near the end of the hallway, before it turns to lead into the Salle; in the corner is a clutch of translucent eggs, wrapped up in webbing and numbering in the thousands.

The spider is unable to support both their weights, and desperately attempts to snap at her, stumbling backwards a little in hopes this would shake her off. It doesn't. The two legs Kochi has grabbed ahold of snap off, leaving her to fall to floor while clear liquid drips atop of her from the wounds. The spider howls and eventually drops to the floor beside her, flailing and squirming as it attempts to balance on far less legs and make a break for the walls.

Aylana can sense Lethe there; where, however, is less clear. The threads that bind the Fa'e seem lost here, tangled into something far more sinister. She does sense something else, however: a variety of other presences that aren't so much presences as conspicuous lackings of them. The nearest one seems to be a bit behind her -- and very, very near.

Aylana frowns as she was able to connect with Lethe's mind, but locating her was another story. As she tries to dig deep she felt herself not able to reach any further then what she got. Pulling back she stops arching a brow as she felt others close by.

Turning she opens her eyes peering into the darkness "Someone is close by, very close. But I can't figure out who. Lethe I can't locate something is blocking me from getting to her." shaking her head she keeps watching the darkness in front of her.

The spider, lethargically and jerkily, begins to make its way in the opposite direction, climbing the adjacent wall and scaling it horizontally, leaving trails of clear blood in its wake.

The egg, the size of Kochi's hand, bursts easily, showering thick, jelly-like goo over its surroundings. Its contents drops to the floor, landing in a puddle and twitching and spasming, limbs flailing uncontrollably. It is, oddly enough, not shaped like a spider but like.. a human baby?

It lets out a hoarse rasp, eyelids closing rapidly over partially-formed eyes. Its feet lash at nothing as it wheezes and wheezes until it stops completely and lies perfectly still.

Above Kochi, each of the eggs suddenly seem to shift, as if they were suddenly a thousand little eyes all staring at the nightwalker.

"ÜBERWÄLTIGEND!" Her attention was now gone from that spider. It was unimportant and injured, she could do away with it if she wanted or if it posed a problem. Unlike the doors, it was something she knew how to kill. Something else she knew how to kill and had no problems with killing, however, were these human babies in eggs. She herself had never experienced humanity and had done much worse things in the past. Besides, her logic directed her in that this place was bad, and that nothing good was going to come from a collection of presumably human babies that were being cared for by a spider.

And if they were indeed all good and innocent? Oh well. It wasn't as though her soul was going to take any damage from this. She weaseled over to grab one hand onto the ceiling and both feet latched onto the wall, so that she was all crouched up around the plethora of eggs. Her free hand went to grab an one of the shiny, gooey sacks and turn to HURL it at their mother. This act in itself sent Kochi into a fit of laughter which nearly caused her to fall off of her perch, but when she recovered she in turned began to shove the eggs down her mouth and gnash them up nicely with her teeth before swallowing.

((Translation: AWESOME! ))

Looking up at Morty then the lady she nods "Alright, but if we go back this way it means heading back to those doors that tried to eat us. But someone is back that way. I'll leave the choice up to you seeing as your the lady with the child missing." looking back down she bites her bottom lip trying to sort out all the different mind links.

She can feel the presence of the following people: the many, many, tiny presences of the babies of the egg cluster on the other side of the hallway, Lethe, Yanisin, Nima, Kumoru, Amaris, Mortimer, Arrien, Seung, and Cerena (and, of course, her own unborn children.) She also feels seven other indescribable presences; the one that seems to be near (but has not stirred, perhaps it is waiting for something?), and four others that feel on the same floor but farther away. The last one cannot be detected yet.

Of the four, only two are active; two lead back to the common room area, though they don't seem to be moving at all. One is further past the common room, to the left, and is very active. The two to her right also seem inactive, and one has a more mechanical feel than the other.

It is odd that she can detect the locations of the five 'spectrals' more easily than any of her own Fa'e kin, but they seem to be (or be part of) the force disrupting her telepathic abilities.

Aylana said a lot. Arrien only heard one word of it.

"... Y... Yani?" The woman's eyes went wide, and for a good few seconds, she fell completely silent. When she spoke again, it was water spilling over a dam.

"No. No, no, no. Give me a monster. Give me a spider, give me a werewolf, give me a ******** Rider of the Apocalypse, but do NOT give me Yani!" Frantic, Arrien paced a quick few steps on teh ceiling. "... He's gonna kill me. He's gonna ******** skin me alive, leave my bones for the monsters, and nail me above the door. Oh, God, I am dead dead DEAD... ******** it and screw this!" Her mind suddenly made, the Jack-of-all-Trades set her attention down the hallway and started marching. Over her shoulder, she instructed Lana- "If you see him, tell him I'm looking for his daughter and he can ******** stuff it before he so much as gets started! And you-" she turned to point at Morty, still walking backwards in the general direction of the western staircase (that being very easy for her to reach from the ceiling, of course)- "you coming with me, or not?"