Re: Heroes for Hire (Courage Wolf and GargantuaBlarg)
After being dismissed from Marshall Ur-Wind's presence, Spidertank contented herself for a short while by snatching a bucket from somewhere and returning to the oasises' edge, where she made a little sandcastle.
The next few days were a return to the usual, except her armor was now comfortable and shiny and generally cool, in at least two senses of the word. During the trek, between the time of their rendezvous with the Anudorians and their like and their arrival at their battleground, Solidyn managed to find an opportunity here and there to play with the humans, obviously uncomfortable with The Desert Fox and his little band of non-men. She especially like the couple times she got to mess with them while out of her armor, when she was in little besides a light, half-shredded cropped top that only just covered her breasts. Her pink skin - far more vivid than the 'pink' of some of the 'white' skinned humans further North claimed as hues for their skin - was surely an exotic sight, and her trim form wasn't too bad on the eyes, she liked to think. Surely, it was juxtaposed quite well with the rest of her hulking, shiny-black, hard, chitinous spider-form, and she could - and did - use her half-deafness to lean in reeeeeal close whenever she sought them out, giving them a nice look down her loose top and grinning extra-wide with her needle-teeth.
Those damn cats of Aurelia's hadn't batted an eyelid when she threatened to eat them, and none of her crew had seemed even mildly intimidated that day, back at that kitty's tower. Probably justified, given that they were freakish, broken creatures, and that she was very protective of her crew, respectively... but that didn't stop her her from being miffed, dammit. Maybe a little bit of scaring these folks would sate her ego some.
The last night before the battle saw Solidyn being alternately worrying about the sheer amount of things that would be trying to hurt her gunners and hyped up about being able to blow the fuck out of some shit with her giant cannon, which she channeled into finishing her silk tank-tabard... or at least, the part that went over her human-half's armor. She had lots of material in the rough general shape for the rest of her armor, but given people would be tramping around on that part and all sorts of activity would be happening there, she didn't want to wear it on the day of a battle, especially a big one like this, before having time to tweak it, lest bad things like her gunners tripping on seams or slipping on the smooth fabric happen. The coat of arms was a little amateur - she wasn't a seamstress, dammit - but she thought it looked good! She'd show it off to Ur-Wind the next day, and see whether or not he'd approve of it being worn during the actual battle. This new armor didn't precisely need to be shielded from the sun, after all, so it was primarily a standard, now, really.