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"Actually.. I mostly just appeared there, truly wasn't my intention.." she said "If I may, well actually can I assume.. this isnt just space right, this isnt you know.. my universe?" she looked a little puzzled
"Disappearing from the sky, I hope that won't worry humans too much.." she said

*he looked down and then looked around the ceiling seeing nothing so he start to spin some webbing to add some decoration to the ceiling in his own way*

"Humans are surprisingly tough." She said with a nod, then glanced up at the ceiling, "Nice work!" She praised Streak.

Then she turned her attention to Yami, "I don't know the answer to that one. But we could find out if you answer some questions?"

"Answer questions.. sure " she nodded her head, sitting.. well floating..

*he nodded his head pleased by the appraise from her and did a little bit more work before heading down to the ground by a sticky silk line*

She sipped her wine and then looked at Yami, "Who is the President of the United States?"

Then she looked at Streak and offered him his water.

Sits by the fire, curled up on the couch while reading a book and drinking some honey herbal tea.

*he gladly took it and started to take sips of water stretching out his 8 legs enjoying the feeling of stretching*

She ordered another honey herbal tea for Namaarii.

Then she smiled at Streak, "Enjoy you're snack?"

Gladly takes another cup of herbal tea, just finishing her first cup. "Thank you." She purrs.

*he grinned at her* “yea I enjoyed my snack it was pretty easy to fix up” *he looked up at the empty shell of the once Alive bug in his web*

"Currently... I don't know... I'm very far from earth... like very very far.. many light years"

“Shoot, and I’ve been through many presidents now.”

“I couldn’t care who the president is of right now but is it that important to even know at this moment you could do that Later honestly and not waste my time hearing about it”

"..." Yami is quiet, unsure about this place, it doesnt feel normal to her at least

“I don’t hear a lot about Presidents anymore.”

*the black window was a bit grumpy but he was always like this mostly but more to other spiders than humans at the least*

""..." she casually turns to a chair.. and just crushed it and absorbing it

Stretches and puts her book away, pulling out her moon lyre from its case and gently strums a nameless tune to that of the flickering flames of the fire.

“But when you have lived for as long as I have, then nothing is surprising. Not even that chair.”