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buster the spider! :D

(yes, i'm a glutton for punishment, so?)

....*shakes head*

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Buster is outdoors and isn't quite sure that he likes it. It is unfamiliar and very open, with nowhere to hide should he run into trouble. He hesitates on the porch as his human walks ahead with the bigger spider that looks like a human. The two of them are holding hands and she's looking up at him and laughing. Buster rather wishes he knew the other spider's trick. He wants to have a hand so he can hold hers—although he's very sure the bigger, older spider would eat him if he tried.

He hears a noise and scuttles about to see the biggest rat he's ever laid eight eyes on. Truly, it is the holy grail of vermin. Buster would drool if he could. It is big and gray and it has its mouth wide open, and it is hissing loudly as the white spider tilts to one side. He thinks to himself how his human is always happy when he brings her rats. She gives him words of praise and pets him. If he brings her a rat this big, he thinks, she will surely be amazed at what a mighty hunter he is.

He holds very still, waiting to see if the big rat will relax, but it keeps its beady eyes fixed on him and continues to hiss. Buster thinks to himself…fuck this. And he gathers himself and leaps at the angry gray rat.

Buster manages to sink his fangs into the rat, and it screams and tries to shake him off. But he has a very good grip and soon his venom will take hold and—OW. The rat has flipped and landed on top of him. The rat—is very heavy. But it is now also very dead. And heavy. He pushes at the rat with his legs, but he cannot move it. He panics and begins to make panicked chirps.

"What…Buster!"

The porch vibrates beneath him and then the rat is lifted and tossed aside. His human, his Alice, picks him up and cuddles him to her chest, making worried noises. This is no good, Buster thinks, and clicks with annoyance. He wiggles out of her grasp and scurries to the dead rat, placing his two front legs atop it as he chirps proudly.

"That's gotta be the biggest possum I've ever seen," Alice says, her eyes wide. "I guess if I do move to New York I won't have to worry about him coming across the sewer rats there." She beams at him, and he lets out a happy chirp. "Good boy, Buster. You are the man. Spider. Whatever."

He moves slightly to the right and eyes the older spider wearing human form that is watching him with a small smile. Buster bristles and clicks menacingly, but relaxes as Alice picks him up and sets him on her shoulder. He settles in and chirps smugly at the other spider.

Top that, fucker.

*laughing so hard* Oh god I love you, Buster!

eight eyes aside, that is adorable. i love that he takes down a possum thinking it's just a giant rat, and that he gets all manly and posturing after he kills it.

I know it's been forever, but I'm still a Morte lovin' girl.

(also LOL at Buster)

Oh HELL. This should be interesting, as I've dissolved the idea of Shifters and shoved everyone into different roles. I'm trying to remember where I stuck Morte. Oh wait--now I remember. XD I gave him to Sarsoureh, who is a cyber-obsessed demon.
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Morte is harvesting. He is surrounded by the corpses of computer towers and laptops, pulling motherboards and memory sticks and handing them to Sydney, who inventories each piece and carefully stores them with previous harvests. He watches the girl carefully, noting circles under her eyes and drawn cheeks and he wonders when she last remembered to eat.

He reaches out and weaves his fingers in the pink-and-purple dred falls, tugging gently. "Did you eat today?"

"What?"

"Food, Sydney. You put it in your mouth, and you chew, and you swallow, and then you live for another day."

He watches as she thinks about it, and sighs as she shakes her head. "Did you eat yesterday?"

"…Maybe? I don't know."

He sighs again. Some of the darkness under her eyes is make-up, but not all. He sets aside his work and pulls the clipboard from her hand, setting it aside. "Come on. I'll buy you a burger."

He takes her to the diner down the street, and the waitress is already writing their order before she comes to the table. A burger with cheese and tomatoes and pickles, hold the lettuce and onion, and fries with the seasoning salt, and a banana-mocha shake for Sydney. Pie and Pepsi for Morte. They order anyway, but it's word for word what she's written.

"You need to remember to eat," he tells her, and she shrugs. She is twisting one of the wool dreds around a finger as she stares out the diner window.

"You're a demon," she mutters, not looking at him. "Same as her. Don't act like you really care."

"I don't," he lies and then grins, teeth shark-sharp. "But Sarsoureh will have a tantrum if you die. And I don't feel like trying to find a new pet for her."

Ah, thank you. I've missed him.

I just realized that I've been following your writing for almost 10 years now. A lot has changed from my 17 year old self, but your writing still makes me smile.

Awww ^_^ The story behind Morte, mind you, is that I moved him over to a universe-in-the-works involving, so far, three major demons who rely on contracted humans to keep them tied to this plane. Morte isn't one of them--he's found other, less lazy ways of keeping to it. He hangs around Sarsoureh like smaller kids cronying to the neighborhood bully. Better to serve the devil than stand in her path. Luckily she's obsessed with the internet and her only real demand is that Morte and Syndey (her contracted human) build her better and better machines. Since she's so distracted by all the cyber-shiny, it's also Morte's job to keep Syndey alive, as the girl is more than a bit absent-minded and with a shitload of depression issues.

There ya go--backstory. :D

Aerael :3

Aerael is sleeping.

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Seriously, that's all he's doing. I can't do much with that. XD I'll get back to him tonight after he's up and more interesting.

On the plus side, he's sleeping naked. :D

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