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[crimsoneyeddarkness]

“Pity that the ones police actually get to, make it back into the world. Not like the ones I catch. Though, in your case, you’ve provided with so many easy meals lately. Stringing them up for me, leaving them off in the back alleys of the city. I wanted to finally meet the one that’s been so graciously providing for me lately. It really has made things easier, though, almost dull sometimes.” she reaches down and grabs the wad of webs, starting to bundle it up in her arms like a ball, almost like idle fidgeting. “Tell me, hmm? what is your name?~” she asks, her face mere inches away from Silver’s, her fangs showing as she smiles.

[silver--witch-blog]

“Y-you’ve been killing them?!”

Silver looked horrified. Most of those people had only committed small crimes, like theft and such. They were only meant to go to jail. They were supposed to spend a bit of time in jail and then return to whatever family they had. They weren’t supposed to die.

[crimsoneyeddarkness]

“I too find, that often, the ones with the prettiest faces, can be the tastiest ones. Much unlike those you seem to leave tied up around town. Such tasteless individuals, no tact, no style. Pathetic really, the lot of them.” she brings her hand to Silver’s chin, directing Silver’s gaze to be eye to eye with herself. “Why do you pick the prey that you do? are you searching for something particular? some sort of meaning beyond the actions themselves?” one of her foremost legs moved beneath her, drawing back with it a thick strand of webbing from her abdomen. “Or perhaps, something was seeking a larger predator than yourself, and for you to lose yourself to her”

[silver--witch-blog]

“The police don’t do their job. Someone has to.”

(She stepped back, one hand fiddling with the leather glove on the other. She felt the prickling electricity that made her skin crawl the moment the creature  touched her, and she formulated a small plan that might get her out of here.)

[silver--witch-blog]

“Ah … c-can’t a costumed citizen … conspicuously wander alleyways?”

(Silver gave an uncomfortable and wavering smile, trying to swallow down the terror that threatened to make her hands shake. She really did not like spiders, and this was like a horrible fever dream.)

[crimsoneyeddarkness]

A cold chuckle escaped the spider’s lips, and she approached closer, her hand soon trailing the woman’s cheek as she stared, golden eyes into the witch’s. Slowly, as she realized the depth of the fear shown to her, her lips curved up into a smile, fangs showing in the corners of her mouth. “Oh, poor thing.” she said softly, a hint of malice in her tone “Someone afraid of a little spider? such a shame. And here I thought we could get along so well~” she leaned closer, fangs still showing until she passed the vision of the woman, her hot breath against Silver’s neck before she drew closer, leaving the softest touch of her lips upon the skin before backing up. “Do you ever look at someone, and just have an overwhelming curiosity of how they’d taste?”

[silver--witch-blog]

“Little might be a tiny bit of an understatement.”

(The vigilante felt like she honestly couldn’t breathe for the amount of time that action took, her voice breaking as easily as the thinnest piece of ceramic there could be.)

“No. No I don’t. Never in my right mind would I think that.”

[silver--witch-blog]

(She looked around briefly before looking up, freezing when she did. It seemed like even her train of thought had stopped along with what felt like her heart for a short second. God, what in the world was that?!)

[crimsoneyeddarkness]

“Ooh, such fear, my my how lovely” the spider chuckled to herself as she lowered to the ground, blocking the woman from the path she had entered from “Hello there little sweet, what might you be doing out on a night like this hmm?”

The blonde smiled at the crimefighter, her hand against the alley wall. Further down the path she could take, a web was hung from wall to wall in the darkness beyond the reach of the street lights.

[silver--witch-blog]

“Ah . . . c-can’t a costumed citizen . . . conspicuously wander alleyways?”

(Silver gave an uncomfortable and wavering smile, trying to swallow down the terror that threatened to make her hands shake. She really did not like spiders, and this was like a horrible fever dream.)

[silver--witch-blog]

+ crimsoneyeddarkness

The newest criminal that silver had hung up like a Christmas ornament flailed and likely tried to scream obscenities at her through the duck-tape over their mouth as she stood nearby, making a call to the police on a throw-away cellphone before taking off to to her next patrol area.

“Oh, shut your trap. You can curse at whatever policeman gets you down from there later.”

[crimsoneyeddarkness]

A pair of eyes, or more accurately, a few pairs, watched from the side of a nearby building. A newcomer to the city, the blonde had decided to stay out of the typical range of view until she had something interesting. And this she had found. With eight nimble legs she made her way across the wall and followed the oddly dressed vigilante, waiting for her to enter an alleyway below before approaching nearer.

“Interesting work you did there” she whispered into the air above the woman, currently her white chitinous spidery form suspended above her, legs stretched from wall to wall arching the alley. “Though I think I could do better at tying someone up”

[silver--witch-blog]

(She looked around briefly before looking up, freezing when she did. It seemed like even her train of thought had stopped along with what felt like her heart for a short second. God, what in the world was that?!)

[silver--witch-blog]

“Poor little kitties don’t talk and float! Something’s way more than wrong here!”

Silver backed up a bit more. She didn’t want to be near whatever that thing was, and it was definitely not a cat.

[thedemonicpunks]

Flashing a large grin he seemed amused by her reactions. Chess was in a mood and having someone frightened of him made the old cat want to purr. Licking his chops he just grinned large at the other. “Oh what is wrong my dear?”

[silver--witch-blog]

(The woman was starting to think she had been awake too long, or had taken a few too many baseball bats to the head.)

Get away from me!

[silver--witch-blog]

+ crimsoneyeddarkness

The newest criminal that silver had hung up like a Christmas ornament flailed and likely tried to scream obscenities at her through the duck-tape over their mouth as she stood nearby, making a call to the police on a throw-away cellphone before taking off to to her next patrol area.

“Oh, shut your trap. You can curse at whatever policeman gets you down from there later.”

[silver--witch-blog]

+ mynamessamandriel

Silver stopped just before rounding a corner, hearing footsteps in the connecting alleyway. She held her breath and waited for them to pass her so she had the chance to figure out what to do.

[silver--witch-blog]

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[silver--witch-blog]

Salem City Aesthetic photoset

[silver--witch-blog]

Lost And Found (closed starter)

Silver followed the sound of sniffling and sobbing through what was practically a maze of alleyways, as the city had in many places, to what seemed to be the only lit lamp in the area. Under it, what looked to be just a lost person in a long coat and a hat. Perhaps they were from out of town? Whatever the case may be, they definitely needed help at least getting out of the alleyways. It was never very safe in these parts of the city.

“Hello? Are you alright?”

[silver--witch-blog]

violadrago:

Viola was staring at the sky. It amazed her how the night time sky almost always looked the same, no matter wear one was. This sky seemed darker though and held less stars. She couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of the amount of light coming from the ground, or if there actually were just less stars. She hoped she wouldn’t be here long enough to find out. She got the feeling she wasn’t alone, years of waiting for an attack had your nerves in constant watch out. She shoved her hands in her pockets and looked down from the sky to look at the person. She knew she looked out of place, felt out of place to anyone with high enough senses. She made no move, waiting on the other to react before her own. No reason to act hastily if the person didn’t know better.

They were on one of the darker streets now, one with a few burnt out lamps and barely any lit windows. It was a less traveled road because of this, of course, since quite a lot of paranoid people lived in this city and it was practically a custom to stay out of the dark. Silver made to quietly approach, hoping maybe peace was an option this time. She always hoped suspicious people weren’t hostile, and it had gotten her into quite a bit of trouble in the past, but she still kept her “ask first” policy. And it normally went hand-in-hand with her “three chances” policy.

[silver--witch-blog]

chesshiregrin:

He caught himself in the air before he could land on the ground. Floating lazily  around he just purred joyfully. “Oh what’s wrong my dear? Something wrong with a poor little kitty such at myself?”

"Poor little kitties don’t talk and float! Something’s way more than wrong here!”

Silver backed up a bit more. She didn’t want to be near whatever that thing was, and it was definitely not a cat.

[askthecakewitch-blog]

((I may be taking a little Hiatus for a bit. I’ll try to be back soon, but I just need a break right now.))

[silver--witch-blog]

violadrago:

silver–witch:

+violadrago

After many reports of a strange light and a suspicious person were caught on her police-transmission interceptor, Silver went to investigate. It wasn’t often she had something more interesting than a robbery to deal with around here.

Viola wasn’t ignorant to the fact she had called attention to herself but it was to late to change it. All she could do was try and lay low till she could figure out a plan. She didn’t have a lot of options but she had time. She was low enough on the radars she doubt anyone would be drawn to her activities.

She arrived on scene, in one of the many back-alleys of Salem City, still listening to the reports. It was a good thing civilian reporting was so reliable here.It was one of the better neighborhoods, after all. She followed the direction the reports seemed to be leading. Down Lamb Street, by Pond Park, and past Stone Avenue. All a relatively short distance, but a bit confusing in the dark. Then she saw someone who wasn’t one of the usual nigh-birds. Someone who felt a bit . . . out of place.

[silver--witch-blog]

+violadrago

After many reports of a strange light and a suspicious person were caught on her police-transmission interceptor, Silver went to investigate. It wasn’t often she had something more interesting than a robbery to deal with around here.

[silver--witch-blog]

chesshiregrin:

Tilting his head to the side a bit he just continued to grin at her, his tail swishing about happily as he did so. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue~”

Alright. That wasn’t something she saw every day. She dropped the cat-looking thing and backed up, ‘startled’ becoming a severe understatement.

“what the hell?!”