[H2][b][I][color=springgreen]N[/color]atalie[/I][/b][/h2][Color=springgreen]Spring[/color], Day 1 - [Color=springgreen]New Year's Day[/color] [color=darkgray]The Huntsmen's Guild; Becks' House[/color] Ah yes. Another year, another adventure awaits. Due to the Beck siblings having to work in shifts thanks to the whole “monsters-appear-at-night-now” mess, people would barely see both Natalie and Michael up until near the afternoon. There are still cases where both manage to wake up early, to either's dismay. A tarantula making it's way into their house? Well, that's one of them. [b]“Nat- NAT, PUT THE RIFLE DOWN.”[/b] Michael had to restrain Natalie from shooting the eight-legged arachnid on the wall to [I]not[/I] run the risk of said wall being damaged. Again. Nat herself was low-key freaking out. Anything with more than two legs was unnatural, and no, the monsters don't count! [color=springgreen]“I'm not letting the demon of insects in my home, not now, not ever! BEGONE, FOWL BEAST!”[/color] Natalie freed herself from her brother's grip, and shot the tarantula in it's abdomen, letting it collapse onto the floor. [color=springgreen]“Blegh, now I gotta clean it up...”[/color] she repressed a gag, and went back upstairs to grab their cleaning supplies. [b]“Anyways, got a call from the mayor, gotta bring something for the New Year's picnic, dinner? later? Not sure what to get [i]him[/i] though.”[/b] Michael explained, mumbling the last part as he walked by the staircase. [color=springgreen]“Weeeeell, wanna head out to kill something? Bear? Deer?”[/color] [b]“Don't we always bring roadkill to the event?”[/b] Natalie faked pout at Michael. [color=springgreen]“Ya don't have to put it like that.”[/color] she continued to clean the bug guts off the wall and floor. [color=springgreen]“Besides, what else can we bring other than our recent kill?”[/color] [b]“Flowers? Fruit? Monster loot?”[/b] Michael listed out to her. [color=springgreen]“....Good point. So! You got the Guild this time, right? Thanks, bro!”[/color] Natalie got up to grab some of their equipment, regardless of her brother's answer, she left for the woods anyways, even if he was slightly ticked. He was. He couldn't blame her though.