- Nov 22, 2014
- 3,715
- Gender
- amab Female
- Pronouns
- She/Her
- Posting Status
- Weekly
Chloe felt small and fragile in her Toskada-ridden body. She looked like a child, an elementary school version of herself. It wasn't the way she looked when she really was a child, and she was happy at least for that much. She stood at the edge of the forest a short walk from her home. She was waiting for Pandora with a basket full of food and drinks. The sodas would be for Chloe. Pandora shouldn't be getting drunk now. The spider-woman had Toskada too.
Chloe had said Amber wouldn't be coming with them because she was too sick to leave the house. This was arguably also true.
Because Chloe looked like a child, Ozerchabal stayed close by. He told her about his analysis of death metal lyrics, which was only barely interesting enough to make waiting for Pandora more tolerable. Chloe only had to wait so long because she was there very early. Being inside was driving her crazy. Another advantage of the picnic was that they wouldn't be spending time around people who could become infected.
A giant spider crawled along a nearby tree. Chloe almost waved at it, expecting Pandora - but no, this one was just an ordinary giant spider. Pandora would show herself later.
Chloe had said Amber wouldn't be coming with them because she was too sick to leave the house. This was arguably also true.
Because Chloe looked like a child, Ozerchabal stayed close by. He told her about his analysis of death metal lyrics, which was only barely interesting enough to make waiting for Pandora more tolerable. Chloe only had to wait so long because she was there very early. Being inside was driving her crazy. Another advantage of the picnic was that they wouldn't be spending time around people who could become infected.
A giant spider crawled along a nearby tree. Chloe almost waved at it, expecting Pandora - but no, this one was just an ordinary giant spider. Pandora would show herself later.