“Yes, he’s part widow, he likes to live in trees” he chirped. flicking his ears “He’s a lot bigger than me”
Oh, now Xana was really interested. Weren’t widow’s extremely poisonous? If it wasn’t too much to ask, he might request a sample of his venom.. If he didn’t mind-
“I would love to meet him sometime”, he said as he laid down over the other’s abdomen, staring at the sky. He chuckled awkwardly, now realizing how uncomfortable he might be making the other. “Sorry if I seem a bit out of boundaries”, he murmured as his ears lowered embarrassingly.
“Yes, I do” he hummed walking with hands slightly curled infront of him. fingers fiddling, oh yes hide is very confused but he wasn’t one to question it.
Xana hummed in response, his symbols continuously observant. He finally glanced up at Hide, “What about your partner- is he a spider as well?” Speaking of which, he wondered how much farther it was till they reached the burrow. Not that he was in a hurry to leave; he was hiding a giant spider.
he blushes. standing up somewhat strait. “I’m part trapdoor spider” he answers. well he’s glad he didn;t scare the other, he’s mostly confused. he wasn’t sure why he was fluffy but he guessed it was because spiders were covered in hairs that didn’t stick to their own webs.
His ears perked at the answer, grin now seemingly wider. “A medium sized mygalomorph hm?”, he mused, glancing over the side to observe three of the six legs. Was it sad that he was slightly giddy? Now he got to say that he rode a spider that wasn’t his creation.
“Do you live in a burrow?”, he threw another question, not even noticing the blush nor the confusion of the other. He was to busy wrapping his mind around the fact that he was riding a mutant spider that was twice his size.
((The Ninjas and Sector Xana faces in “Curing the Infection” .:Part 3:. Final.))
he blinked, Oh he was excited. Ok ok? he flicked his ears at the question, and gave a smile “I am~” he chirped out. leaning down a bit on his legs so it would be easier for him to climb on.
A rather large grin was received when the other answered. With that, he carefully crawled onto the others back, scooting towards the middle. “What type of Spider? Do you know?”, he questioned as he grazed a curious hand over the fur of where he sat, now folding his legs.
Xana was trying not to bombard the other with questions nor get too touche with the other. But when it came to his fascination, he couldn’t help it.
All he could see was a tunnel, seemingly endless. It was bright and flashing but he couldn’t turn from it, watching as a white light blinded his sight.
He could only see white until the layers unpeeled, revealing a blue screen like movie set surrounding him. He’d made it, he made it to Lyoko. He floated in the air for a moment, his body in a fixed position until the completion of the visualization process released him to land on the ground with a thud. He stood from his crouch, turning in place to see if he was all there. His outfit was rather interesting; one thing he particularly noticed was the rather long and thin tail flicking back and fourth behind him. At the end of the tail was similar to what a plug-in looked like, but without the smooth casing around it. But all of his observations would have to wait; he needed to focus on the task at hand. He glanced up at the spinning entrance of the doom as it rotated around the room at high speeds. With calculating symbols, he pinpointed its ending spot and ran for it. His calculations proved correct as the rotations slowed and finally stilled, allowing Xana to enter.
As the elevator rose, he got a breath taking view of the Skid. It took him a moment to collect himself as he stepped onto the platform and headed to the teleporting panels. Luckily, being a programed visualized on Lyoko, he had the ability to access the computer in order to activate or virtualize creatures or vehicles at will. With that, he positioned himself on the pad, lowering his head as he murmured ‘teleportation’ to activate the process.
His form faded and reappeared in the cock pit of the ship. He’d never been on the Skid himself. He’d only seen Aelita or the other Lyoko warriors controlling the ship. The program reluctantly glanced around, humming as his eyes pinpointed what controlled what. When he was confident that he knew what did what, he pressed a red button which activated the systems of the ship. Xana waited for a moment for the thrusters to rearrange to their proper places. He gave a heavy sigh, grabbing the two joy sticks before him and pulling back. He was up in the air and heading for the digital sea.
The journey through the Digital Sea was uneventful; he hadn’t had to use a single weapon- probably because the only thing that swam in the digital sea was his own creatures. He stretched his stiff muscles once he had teleported out of the ship and onto solid ground. The seating was a bit stiff for him, especially since he had a rather long tail in this form. He glanced around, taking a few cautious steps towards a drop off. Yep, they had ripped his design and made it- dare he say it; slightly better.
After surveillancing the area for anything unusual, he activated a program in hopes that he would be able to virtualize some creature here in case he needed some back up. But after waiting several long minutes, he came to the conclusion that he wouldn’t be able to summon them directly on the secretor from his position. With a groan, he tried virtualizing them off the sector’s surface, but this time, he wouldn’t wait. There was no time. With that, he began to run for his destination; hoping that at least a Manta could make an appearance on the unexplored sector.
After what seemed like several minutes of running non-stop, he heard a loud thud. He halted, taking a moment to listen with perked ears to his surroundings. Then came the quake, shaking the floor beneath him as it shifted. The ground split right between his legs, gapping as it spread apart. Xana hadn’t acted fast enough and now he was being stretched. With a silenced cursed, he fell through, crying out as he fell towards to digital sea. But just before he crashed into the digital water, a loud screech, hiding from his sight, sounded in the distance. The sudden familiarly of the sound had Xana twisting in the air, now positioning himself to land feet first. With unwavering precision, he landed right on his mark apart of a Manta’s back. He gave a victorious cry as he turned the Manta around to head back to the hovering sector.
It hadn’t taken long to find the Dome from up in the air, standing out with a contrast of color and shape. But that wasn’t what interested him the most, his gaze focused on some rather tall and lean figures wondering around the entrance of the Dome. There was no time for any surprises, he would have to go full force- with his detached arms, he summoned a long, thin sword from the smoke of his claws.
Xana leaped off the creature at a leg breaking height, aiming for one of the figures shoulders. With a cry of fury, he forced one down with his landing, taking his sword and slashing the head. Xana was shocked to see that the thing had a very similar body built of a person, not to mention, they also devirualized as if they were a person being visualized into the networks of Lyoko. The other four people had taken Xana’s shock to their advantage, one smacking him far across the floor. He gave a grunt, slowly standing from the harsh landing with his weapon ready. The program stared as these things sunk into the ground, hiding from his sight. They were like Ninjas, if he had to describe them in any form or way. His body stiffened as he glanced around frantically.
One reappeared behind him when he wasn’t looking and slashed him in the back. Xana skidded across the ground, soon gaining back his posture as he flipped back to his feet. “Try that again”, he growled menacingly. A cry from above was the only warning the Ninja had before the Manta swooped down and shot several lasers. The humanoid creature fell forward, giving Xana enough time to run up and end its game.
Xana glanced up in time to see one of then ninja like men throw his knife at his creature, soon after hearing a defiant scream as it exploded into millions of bit of data. He quickly swirled on his feet, turning to the last one.
He made a dash for the Ninja, jumping up and slamming down his sword. The figure rolled out of the way just in time, leaving Xana’s knife to clash with the ground. The Ninja used this time to sweep the floor of Xana’s feet, stunning the program. With this advantage, the creature leaped up with his sword and aimed for Xana’s chest. But before the knife could dig in, the program made a mad grab for his weapon and lifted the point up in time to see the figure impel itself onto it. As the body disappeared, Xana stood with a rather large smug smirk on his face as he strolled to the entrance.
“This was almost too ea-“, he halted in his tracks as the spiral door of the entrance began to open, revealing behind it several other Ninjas in fighting stances. Xana was about to charge when something pierced through his chest. He cried out in pain as his knees buckled beneath him, his body collapsing as it faded. The last thing he saw was the advancing figures before darkness.
Then, there was a bright flash of yellow as the Scanner doors opened, allowing Xana’s body to fall to the floor with a loud thud. He lay motionless on the cold steel floor.
Xana have you had the 'talk' yet?
He stumbled along the halls, leaning heavily against the wall as he made his way to the bathroom. Odd was nowhere in sight. If he had to guess, he’d probably left him- He’s hadn’t fed the cat in days, it would make sense. He was truly alone-
Xana finally closes the door to the rather compact bathroom, carefully taking his scarf off and hanging it on the nob of the door. He slowly opened the sliding door to the shower, stepping in and turning the faucet. The water came cold and uncomfortable, wracking a shiver down his frame. He leaned over to try and turn the lever all the way to the left-
But as he did so his vision blurred. With a loud screech as his claws dragged along the walls of the shower, he collapsed, drenched and cold.
Xana shivered under the covers, shifting restlessly. He hasn’t eaten in days. The body was beginning to wear down, and it was bringing Xana with it.
He gave a groan, his ears flat on his skull and his quills sticking up and awkward directions. He’d never felt this bad in his life, at this point he would rather be stabbed several times than have to suffer.
He needed to take care of this body and he was failing. He was failing everything. Now he was wallowing in a hole of self pity.
He needed a shower-