Oh here she comes

[instars]

WHO: Saya Wallace, Kitty Jones, King Nicolas the long-suffering
WHERE: Heropa, garage
WHEN: Wednesday the 30th
WHAT: Saya was such a cute teenage girl. She's not going to be one for long.
WARNINGS: Spiders. Body horror.

[She's been feeling restless and twitchy all day; hungry in a way she hasn't ever felt before, which should have been some indication something was wrong. But it didn't seem to matter how much she ate; it just sat heavily in her stomach.

So now she's at the garage where she's staying (and she keeps wondering how long she'll stay there) and there's a big bag of trashy food, cheap and usually filling, sitting in front of her, when she hears someone come in.]

Kitty?

Is that you?

[She's only really just met Kitty; the other girl is a fighter, a little bit brawling, but that's okay.]

I have chips if you want some.

Comments

[instars]

[She just looks from Kitty to Nicolas. She doesn't think she would really mind killing anyone, to be perfectly honest.]

He should know.

[rathercommon]

[ Kitty looks from Saya to Nicolas. ]

Because...you went through it too?

[unwiseheart]

That would be why, yes. Although I ran away in terror for mine, so it can differ...

[instars]

[She's heading up now, up the stairs, naked, and...uh. Unbothered by that.]

Yes, some people are cowards.

[Wow.]

[rathercommon]

Hey, don't - he just helped you! Don't call him a coward!

[unwiseheart]

[ Welp, there she goes. ]

It's fine. [ Something said after a quiet sigh. ] I don't really expect her to understand.

[rathercommon]

[ She turns her face back to Nicolas, her expression troubled. ]

Will she be...all right? She wasn't like that before. She wasn't so cold.

[unwiseheart]

[ There's something pitying that comes to his expression then, when Kitty asks. ]

I'm not sure why her Change did that, but... she'll be fine. She won't be the same, but she'll survive.

[rathercommon]

Won't be the same. She won't be the same how?

[ Kitty's lips tighten. Her chin jerks up. ]

What's going to happen to her?

[unwiseheart]

I don't really recall her ever having emotions before.

[ It's a distant memory, but some tend to stick more than others. ]

But what happens now is up to her. There isn't much more we can do.

[rathercommon]

Why not? [ She shakes her head, more confused than ever. ] She...I don't get it. What do you mean, she didn't have emotions?

[unwiseheart]

They just weren't there. I never thought she might have lost them all on changing... [ But there it is. He wishes he could offer more than that and a shrug, but he honestly can't. ] They're an odd breed. If it's normal for them or not, I wouldn't know. Even less on if there's anything we can do about it, I'm afraid.

[rathercommon]

They.

[ She frowns at him, trying to look fierce and knowledgeable and grown-up instead of helpless and scared. ]

Who's they?

[unwiseheart]

[ She's trying so hard at it, too, so he'll at least give her enough credit to answer. ]

Who? The Ananasi? They are one of the Changing Breeds. The spiders.

[instars]

[She comes down the stairs - she's wearing something very nice, but not her usual fashionista getup. Clearly that's something that develops.]

You're not like me.

[rathercommon]

[ Kitty turns and looks at Saya, a little nervous. ]

So - you're - a shapeshifter too, then? But you turn into...spiders?

[unwiseheart]

Werespider.

[ Nicolas will at least fill in with a more sensible word for it. Werewolf, werespider, weremanythings. ]

[instars]

Yes.

That feels right.

[rathercommon]

Were you created?

[ She bites her lip uncertainly. ]

I know that werewolves get created. To work for the government. At least where I'm from.

[unwiseheart]

Only created in the same sense you were. We are born the way we are, even if we don't always know it until we're older.