[u][b]Nettle[/b][/u]

The moment was short-lived as Evangeline promptly apologized in her unique manner before helping her back onto her feet.

"Hhthere is no problems. I am unharmed and..." She opened her bag, scanning over her various tools and samples amongst other things of great variety. "My hitems are intact. Hyes... No problems."

[b]"Good morning as well, Nettle. I apologize on my sisters behalf. Perhaps breakfast would be good for the three of us?"[/b] Nettle observed the brief discourse between Livia and Eva regarding her apology, her deep green eyes drifting over to Eva then back to Livia once more. Eva added that she was ready for food as well.

"Hyes... It is hgood. I shall come and partake in breakfast with you both." Nettle turned to depart from the their dorm only to see Max standing out at the hall during his exchange with Evangeline. She didn't note him as he was another face among many but seeing as they passed each other often in these dorm halls he had always struck her as being rather tense. Nothing stood out too strongly but he rarely seemed at ease.

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When the other two were ready to make their way down to the cafeteria she joined them, following along until a student she didn't recognize approached her. He complained that her companion Nidhogen had left too many apples about the place. Given how many apples were scattered about the hall they were currently in that certainly explained their unusual proliferation. Her mild expression unchanged by this sudden quandary she was posed she brought her left hand up, folding her right arm under the other to support it while she tapped the side of her jaw in contemplation. Looking up her eyes drifted from the left to the right and slowly back again, searching through her brain as she considered the possible solutions to this issue.

"Hh-I shall only be a moment." She looked to Livia and Eva, addressing them before turning her focus back over to the apples in the hallway. Putting her hands together, her fingers lacing over one another at the ends, she closed her eyes and concentrated.

[i]Oublex, The Teeming Spirit, please heed this call...[/i]

The air before her seemed to shift, some evanescent force manifesting just barely beyond the scope of human sight. Like transparent smoke filtering into a bottle it coalesced into a singular mass. Dropping onto the floor from only inches above was a small torrent of worms. It was as though they were dripping through reality itself as they manifested in endless droves. Instead of spilling away from each other however these writhing invertebrates seemed to form up, held together by this unseen mold imposed by the force creating them. The rate at which these worms were manifested into reality escalated unto a point where the tower they were forming seemed to surge up into a singular trunk. Once this mass reached a total height of ten feet with a respectable diameter of six feet this small tower of writhing strands ceased to grow.

The mound shuddered as three deep depressions formed along the surface facing Nettle. Two were circular forms meant to depict eye sockets while a deep crease formed what were meant to be lips. It bent forward as though to look down upon she who summoned it.

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[b]<"Wwhhyy hhaass thoouu ssuummoonneed mmee?">[/b] It spoke in a deep, booming voice that seemed to echo from far deeper within this living mound than would be physically possible. Each word was slow and labored as it's weighty lips bent to pronounce them. It spoke solely in Nettle's native tongue, it's deep powerful tones heaving with the heavy abundance of H's.

<"Oublex, The Teeming Spirit, I humbly offer this feast of apples to you."> She spoke, her words rife with wispy breaths as per the nature of her native language. The mound, every inch of it's body constantly writhing with it's swarm, stood silent as though judging her words for a solid few seconds.

[b]<"Yyoouu sspeeaak ooff ooffeerrss buut I hheeaarr aa rreequueesst.>"[/b]

<"It can be both. Do you accept this bounty of fruit?"> After that it took another moment or two as it considered her offer.

[b]<"Iit iiss aadeequuaate.">[/b] With that it finally took motion. The quivering mound flattened out lengthwise, rearranging it's form into a long worm shaped mass of smaller worms. Stretching out a fair distance it continued until it was about as about a couple feet in diameter. Now in it's more mobile shape it started to crawl down the length of the hall, it's shuddering body undulating across the smooth stone floor. As it went it sowed worms about the hall, little strands cast off from it's body at the numerous apples which littered the hall. The worms it scattered along it's path crawled upon the littered fruit, getting to work on eating their way through it. Oublex would follow the trail of apples left in Nidhogen's wake, scattering it's swarm about to better feast upon the fruit the other summon had left.

With that finished Nettle set off to catch up with her two dorm-mates. The three made it to the cafeteria before long.