29-Action (arachnophobes beware!)

[jimfromit]

[ So all he wanted was a nice book to read, something to keep his mind occupied for a short period of time in between evil schemes and trolling.

What he did not expect was to blackout in the lobby on the way to the library.

What he also didn't expect when he woke up from a blackout was to be waaay shorter then he already was and considerably more hairy.

Seriously castle...this is so uncool.]

OOC: Moriartys second loss is go!

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Action

[jimfromit]

[Sorry 5...he's feeling exceptionally petty today.

So upon seeing your reaction his attention turns away from getting angry at the castle and towards your fear.

He'll just be staring at you with his six beady eyes for a few seconds before slowly crawling towards you.]

Action (sorry for the slow tag!)

[patching_up]

[Instant panic is pretty much his reaction; he braces his hands out in front of himself, shaking his head nervously from side to side, trying to deter the spider from coming any closer. However, when that doesn't seem to have any effect, he reaches back behind himself to the heavy pack of various tools he tends to carry, pulling out his tiny, makeshift crossbow and aiming it at Moriarty with trembling hands. Though it only shoots needles, it would still hurt like a bitch to get shot with it at this size.]

D-don't come any closer!! I'll-- I'll shoot, I mean it!

Action (No probs)

[jimfromit]

[The rage at the castle for messing with him is clouding his judgement.

So he'll just continue to saunter over to you 5...the idea seems to be lost that needles when he's this size might actually hurt.]

Action

[patching_up]

I-I said I'll shoot! Please, just go away--!

[He doesn't seem to realize that, under ordinary circumstances, a spider wouldn't even be sentient and able to understand him; all he recognizes is that there's a huge, terrifying, hairy creature assaulting him, having no clue that Moriarty is actually supposed to be human. He winces, not wanting to have to fire a shot-- but the aggressive approach gives him no choice, his lone eye wincing shut as the silver bolt splits through the air. He is aiming for the spider's legs; fatally wounding anything, even something this terrifying, is not something he would ever do intentionally.]

Action

[jimfromit]

[Well that stings.

The needle strikes him in the leg as he's striding forward. He stumbles slightly before stopping.

With pain shooting through every nerve in his tiny body he decides this isn't worth the effort. So he hobbles off to find a dark corner to sulk in.]