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 Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 12:31 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 9:46 am
Plots and Plans
Reshmi had been a bit unamused when he woke up in his web to find the necklace was in fact still hanging around his throat like a heavy reminder of what had happened. It was no dreams but instead a very starkly real thing that had happened... he had a brat that was given to him to look after. He had no idea who did the deciding upon such things but... it really hadn't been up to him. There was no question: Would like a kid. Instead it was: Your getting a kid. So that meant the brat was going to have to deal with his sort of parenting skills which would be shoddy at best, half assed more then likely, and if the kid got to be to much of a hassle he'd get rid of it.
The only plus side to it all was that if the kid happened to be cute in some way that meant that he would be useful as bait. Nothing like something small and cute to lure in potential prey. It was something he'd done before once upon a time ago using a cat.... stupid thing had grown up though. People weren't as likely to wander into a trap with a full grown cat in it then they were one with a tiny, mewling kitten. Same thing would no doubt apply to the brat that would come forth from the Relic, it would be useful to begin with an after that he would grow up and need to be replaced with new bait.
Not that he was ever planning on another kid... Hells no. One was more then enough... if somehow someone decided he needed another one he would no doubt eat them right then and there to save himself the trouble. Whether he meant he would eat the person offering the kid or the kid itself was up to debate.
The Spider demon abandon his current web, wandering off to find a new alley way that would be his hunting grounds once night fell. He couldn't very well stay in the newly abandon one as someone might have seen him while he was napping. It wasn't very secure or sneaky then was it?
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 4:02 pm
A Leash and a Bag
Reshmi had headed for home back to the place that he had taken over and made into his lair so that he could hang out there until night. The shed like abode on the top of the building was set up for servants that cleaned the up. It used to hold all of the cleaning items from brooms to mops to cleaner and was now freed of all of that stuff. He'd gotten rid of it a lot time ago. He was in the main room of the little building, lounging in his large web, weaving. He was making a sort of large bag like creation for his brat to sleep in once it arrived. He needed it to be able to hold the kid, keep him from wandering off, or getting hurt without permission. If anyone were going to do something like that it would be him!
He had seen small children kept on harnesses and leashes before too... he would make sure to weave some of them as well. He didn't really care about what other people thought about his keeping his kid tied up so that it didn't wander away from him... it wasn't because he wanted to keep the kid or something like that. It was his, belonged to him, and he would keep it until he got bored with it.
Well unless it was an interesting little kid then he might just keep it, he flicked the weaving out so he could look it over before he rose up on his web, standing on the strands so that he could hang the bag from the ceiling. It hung down to where he would be able to see into it even when he was lazily lounging in his web. Next to make was the leash and harness, he wondered if there was anything else he should make... nothing he could think of off hand. So long as the kid was kept contained. When it was up and about while they were here he could always attach its harness to the wall to keep it from running off and when it slept it would go in the basket/bag that he'd woven.
It would all work out. Now... what did kids eat? Could it survive off of the same thing that Reshmi himself ate? He would need to look into that, maybe test it out. He wondered how long it took for necklaces to manifest into children? He chewed thoughtfully on his lower lip then shrugged. He would make sure to catch some prey tonight so that they could eat their first meal together when the child appeared. Now what should he catch? Male, female, strong, pretty, pure or not... there were so many different choices of what would make good food.
He would have to see who was out and about tonight and what wandered close to where his web. From there he would then chose what he wanted to feed his child as a first meal. No matter what he caught it would be something nice looking, no boring prey for his brat he thought with a chuckle that showed his dark version of humor.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:24 pm
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