[Center][h1]Patches-Onboard the Starchaser[/h1][/center]

Patches' spider limbs scritched and scratched along the ceiling of the ship, causing an echo. He liked the look of the ship. A nice rustic look, one he would enjoy if the crew of the ship let him stay. Slowly along the ceiling he followed the cat, watching it go into a room. It said something about enemies, and a larger one up ahead. Uh oh. He scurried quickly and dropped to the ground, using his human legs to walk. He shoved the cat out of the way.

Patches spoke into the microphone, his scottish accent shining through.

[Color=salmon]Um. Hello. Is this thing on? Oh yes, yes it is. Uh, hello, just a fun and fair warning from your friendly neighborhood spiderman, that spider you're hunting? It's about the size of a small skyscraper. Might or might not also spit burning acid. I can't quite remember to be honest. Patches out.[/color]

Patches turned around and gave a silent friendly wave to the odd cat. He had never met one of these races in real life, it would be cool to talk to one.

[center][h1]Anastasia-The fight is finished.[/h1][/center]

The last host went down with a thud, smacking into the ground and quickly decomposing. The flesh rended from the bone, and nothing was left but a skeleton. The voices echoed on the radio, with Kidd’s coming first. Anastasia listened to the message. She turned her comms on to talk back, but was quickly silenced by the second voice. It was scottish. Oh she hated scots. He warned her about the size of the spider, and its rather… odd… ability.

[color=steelblue]”Confirmed. Anastasia out.”[/color] Anastasia turned around and addressed the rest of the crew. [color=steelblue]”Be ready. We have one hell of a fight on our hands. A source says skyscraper sized. Beware its acid spit apparently too.Move out.[/color]

The walk was long, and mostly less eventful than the fight before. They trekked and trekked through the snow. Ana stopped for a brief moment. [color=steelblue]”Hold up. This is odd. The snow stops here on the ground. It is still falling, but not collecting on the ground. It seems to melt as soon as it hits the ground. It just...disappears.”[/color] She looked around again. the buildings had a different sense about them. They were crumbled, but it looked as if something had worn them down past just being broken by a bomb. the breaking points were smooth, not the jagged nature of the rest. The shadow skipped past. She barely caught a glimpse of it. It skittered across the building. She was wary now. [color=steelblue]”All of you! Keep low. It’s here somewhere, but I can’t track it. Watch out.”[/color]