Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25113070-20160306112250/@comment-5426290-20160511211305

Dunnel pulled off the bedsheet from his back and threw it over the trapdoor arachne, folding the edges closed and holding it like a sack after the boards stopped crashing down. "There, I got it!"

Under Dunnel Clair threw off her blanket and waved hands through her hazel brown hair. "ewewewew, it's in my hair!" (ToT)/

Percival stood up and cautiously walked to Dunnel, tapping the sack. "Huh, you did catch her."

The achievement wasn't a lasting success as the spider's needle stabbed through the fabric, retreating once it felt the lack of resistance from the hand holding her as she probed the prison for it.