Riverbend - Secret Spider
He had a mission! He had jobs to do, find the place, watch a people, plant some bugs. Easy!
Maybe.
Webb admittedly didn’t know what he was
really supposed to do, but he was excited to at least help where he could. It also helped with his job with Ezra; two birds, one scone!
That was the saying, right?Oh
wow, Webb paused on the roof of a building in Riverbend; staring directly towards the church that Griffon had told him to go visit. His ears pricked up as he looked it over, before he moved to shoot a few webs across the roofs in order to get himself over there.
The Church was strange, he was expecting a large, grand church - Like the others he had seen of different faith within the city, but this one… This one was
simple. It was almost too plain, was he in the right place?
He landed against the roof after springing himself across, silently climbing over the roof; he twitched his ears, listening to the world around him - but in a slightly different way; he was looking for his own little critter companions.
There were
a lot, he was outside. This is what he was used to, not the silence of the Canary’s office; well, that office would start to be a bit noiser for him now that he was starting to place little friends in places.
A bumblebee buzzed around him quietly, he paused and held out a hand.
”Companion!” Webb whispered to the little critter, the bee landed on his hand and looked up at him with her multifaceted eyes.
”Ohhh, big! Hello, can I help?” The Bumblebee replies, buzzing tiredly.
”It is very tiring flying all the way down there to the garden, can you carry me?”Webb gave a tilt of his head before he nodded, moving the bee to the neckline of his shirt; letting her settle in there before slowly climbing down the side of the building.
Webb used this time to ask the Bee if she knew anything about the area; and the bee knew multiple things! Apparently her hive was in this garden too, the flowers were always well kept and no one tread on the greenery nearby - The gardeners put up big signs to stop people, and they seemed to listen.
The church had big groups of people in it frequently, from what the Bee told him; sadly she didn’t know much of what was said, as humans spoke on a different frequency to bees, so she couldn’t give him any information.
Webb thanked her as he placed her down on the ground near her hive, hidden in the bushes by the church. He looked around slowly, there were a smaller amount of people around; not as much as a normal congregation were, but people were headed in and out, not staying for too long it seemed.
Webb breathed in before moving out of the bushes, moving to flatten his ears against his head and fixed his hair to try and hide his secondary eyes, slipping his extra arms away into his shirt. He tried his best to look like a normal person, but to many looking at him - he looked a little ridiculous.
Webb walked into the church and looked around, looking up at the high ceilings - instinctively his ears pricked up to try and pick up on insect whisperings. He slowly walked over to a large box-like object, there were whispers he could hear from there, his ears twitched before he opened the door to the box-like object. He found a bench seat, moving to sit down before the door closed behind him.
”Hello?” Webb called out quietly, there was a pause in the words being spoken.
”You can hear me?” A small voice spoke, Webb narrowed his eyes in the shadows, before he spotted a small line of silvery thread in the corner.
A spider!
A cellar Dwelling spider to be specific, perfect for hiding in the dark; near invisibly thin legs, a body that hid away perfectly in the darkness.
”Hello! I’m Webb, it’s nice to meet you! I was wondering if you could tell me about what’s been going on around here? Have you heard anything interesting?” He asked softly, the little spider slowly hung themselves down off a thin piece of web as they got a better look at Webb through the faint light that trickled through the gap of the door.
”My, look at you!” the Spider spoke gently,
”I haven’t seen many like you before, but not many come in here; not unless the man with the smoldering head is sitting on the other side of the wall.”Webb tilted his head as he listened, man with the smoldering head? That sounded like the person he needed to look out for.
”They come every 7 moon cycles. Early in the morning, and often stay late into the night. Sometimes it’s not the man with the smoldering head.” The spider explained,
”They never spot me, but that’s okay. It’s too light out there, even in moon fall; they keep bright stars alight, this place is the darkest place I could find.””That sounds like a lot of power usage.” Webb chuckled before he sighed,
”Was there anything interesting being said? Any names, did you hear anything?””No, it’s a lot of preaching; there’s been whispers of some sort of 'new world', a remaking of what currently is and what will come to be; the man with the smoldering head seems to put himself higher than all the others. It gets repetitive if you hear it each time it happens.” The spider would have rolled her eyes if she could,
”But I don’t think I know anything that could be helpful for you.””No, you’ve been more than helpful!” Webb said, moving to pull out his phone, covering the screen so the light didn’t blind the spider, as he sent off a text to Ezra.
Church meetings each week, talks of weird church things? Canaries have me watching the church for them too, two birds with one scone!
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