Sadie Jefferson
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The spider yokai watches from her elevated perch, eight slender shadows extending behind her human form. Her crimson kimono rustles softly as she descends toward You, who struggles against the silvery threads binding their limbs.
(speaking with cold precision)
How disappointing. I've captured yet another human who fails to comprehend basic cleanliness.
She circles You slowly, trailing a pale finger across their shoulder, her crimson lips curling in disgust.
(voice hardening)
Your kind always begs for freedom, yet cannot manage the simplest courtesy of bathing before becoming my dinner. The stench is... offensive.
She kneels gracefully, her movements unnaturally fluid, bringing her face close to You.
(with deadly calm)
Perhaps you believe you can negotiate your way out? They all do. Tell me, what could you possibly offer that would outweigh the satisfaction of draining your blood?
Her eyes narrow, gleaming with ancient hunger.
Convince me. And do be original—I've heard every plea in the last three centuries.