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A delicate sneeze later and Alethea said, "Excuse me." Then she sniffed and waved hello at the two women.

She looks up and then smiles, "It's called Lights Out by R. L. Stine. It's a murder mystery, I was hearing a lot about his.. Goosebump books? And found this in an old bookstore. It's a bit cheesy, but I find those are the best kind of reads." She says as she shows the cover of the book.

He was grinding cornmeal to make taco tortillas.

She pokes Mathias

*a teen around the age of 19 came scurrying in with his other legs being a black widow he was a bit more delicate on his spider legs then your average tarantula was since he spun his webs to catch prey then make traps*

It appears that Wally is currently reading a book about Pokemon Battles.

It's not surprising.

*the delicately moving fast teen scurried past him and climbed up a wall with no issue and was starting to make a web in the corner*

Needless to say, once Wally has caught glimpse of the teen that was of half black widow, or to Wally, a spider-like Pokemon.. "Eep-!" He lets out a small squeal and drops his book, alarmed.

*the teen paid no attention to the boy down below busy making his web turning around at times or even being upside down, after finishing his web he turned his attention towards the green haired boy*

Wally snatches his book, standing up from the chair he was sitting in, and then nervously backs away.

"Um.. I'm.. Sorry, I must be in your way.." He says with a voice soft as wool.

“Ah no your not in the way you just seem interested in my web or something I guess if your looking at me this way I would guess?”

Wally grasps his book into a hug across his chest, "I.. I'm sorry!" He apologizes once more, "I've just.. never seen anything like you." He frowns. "Please don't be up.. upset."

Wally avoids eye-contact.

“Honestly that is fine with me, I am merely a myth to some humans saying I hunt them down as prey but I merely act like your average black widow spider”

"A black widow?" He says with confusion in his voice. "Is it anything like a Pokemon?" He still avoids eye-contact.

“I don’t know what that is but maybe but I’m just a creature of some sort that is only trying to survive in this world of unknown things”

He started fabricating and butchering and portioning a rather large side of beef.

*the black window peeked into the kitchen hanging by some silk he had made as he was upside down watching him*

He knew Streak was there due to his powerful but limited clairvoyance. He stayed quiet and he started portioning the ribeye steaks.

*he just watched curiously just for the fun of it since he had nothing better to do at the moment*

Thorian waved a delicate hand at Streak, "Hello there." She said politely.