We are the things that skitter and slither

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Class may have just ended but Iesha was in no hurry to leave the classroom. She didn't like being among the crowd of people rushing to get out... being so close to others made her uncomfortable. Plus... if if she tripped over someone she didn't mean with her long tail while she tried to leave the room? THEY WOULD HATE HER FOREVER! No... it was best she sat back for about... 10 minutes and then leave after everyone else was gone. That way she wouldn't worry about upsetting people. Plus... it gave her time doodle her own little stories she has in her head.

In the notebook in front of her were drawings... rather good drawings for some her age. Almost all of them where done in pencil and pen. The subject matter its seems to keep to the desert and Islamic theme of her homeland. Various geometric patterns typical of middle eastern art are mixed with images of sand dunes, oasis, domed architectures, monsters, and robed figures. The current image is she is working on looks to be in lamia fighting back demons with clawed hands while protecting two scared Lamia's behind her. Iesha seems to smiling and hums some what sounds like a foreign lullaby of sorts.

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Dalia was used to this routine now. Stick to the back of the classroom. Wait for everyone to be gone. Then sneak out, hoping Argenta and her crew didn't find her. The girl who sat a couple of seats down seemed to always have the same idea. Dalia usually ended up leaving before her, but her curiosity had gotten the better of her. So while everyone else filed out of the classroom, the spider waited.

The other girl, whose lower half was like a snake, was drawing. Dalia wanted desperately to see what the drawings were, but she didn't have the courage to go over or ask. So instead, she pulled out her own sketchbook and began drawing as well.

Dalia's drawings were mostly clothing designs.
Eventuslly, she worked up the nerve to speak up.

"Um... you... like drawing too?" There was no one else in the classroom at this point that Dalia could be talking to other than Iesha. Still, she probably didn't have to speak so loudly. "I-I'm Dalia."
 

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A voice? Iesha froze, then slowly turned her face Dalia sitting a few seats away. Iesha just... stared at Dalia... wondering if she was just a figment of her imagination. Iesha quickly glanced over the room just in case there was someone else in the room that she might be talking too but... they were the only ones left so... she has to be speaking to her then right? But... why? She was so unused to people talking to her after class that Iesha was a little lost for words. Eventually her brain told her to say something so she was going to do just that.

"U-uhh... t-th-there just... du-du-doodles." stammered Iesha as she closes her notebook to hide the drawings away from Dalia. Iesha thought them silly and stupid and didn't wish for Dalia to question the subject matter nor start making fun of her drawing. Iesha always tried to avoid her in the past. Not because of her being half spider but because she always saw her as being a bit forceful and destructive. And now here she was trying to strike up a conversation? Why did she sound... nervous?

"Err... Ie-ie-Iesha... m-my name is... Iesha." stuttered Iesha, lowering her head as her fingers fidget. Iesha's tail also starts to squirm a little on its own, somewhat hoping that the spidergirl will just... not say anything else.
 
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