(Art done by me, Gif is not mine)
You look around the solid grey room - you were waiting for him, but you weren't sure when he was going too arrive - he said he could get here himself, though, considering he was apparently small, you highly doubted he could.
Speak of the devil... You thought, seeing a web shoot and stick onto the table, the web was thicker then the average one you'd normally see, but, considering that this guy wasn't exactly a spider - it was probably normal size too him.
You saw the small animal speed down the web, fling himself off, do a couple of front flips before he landed with a loud 'clop' on the metal table.
You blinked, whoa, this guy was small, and he was a bit creepy - he vaguely reminded you of something, but, you had no clue what it was. But you knew it was a spider,
It took a couple of seconds for that too register before you fell back and scrambled up too the wall, looking for something too whack it with.
"Oi, Lady, Calm down," The thing snapped, irritation tainted his deep voice - he sighed, "Git back here, you're the one who wanted too interview me for the news-article, right?"
Slowly, you nodded, finding it hard too breath, you hated spiders with a passion, and hate is a word you didn't use lightly - you slowly stood, inching closer and shakily picking up the chair so you could sit back down,
"Hey, you're the one who insisted on meeting face to face," The spider-like hybrid replied, his fangs moving in a wave like motion that made a chill shiver up your spine,
"A-All right..." You replied breathlessly, and took a few moments too try and recompose yourself - you started,
"Name?"
"Agent"
You scribbled his name down, looked back up at him, and then continued,
"Gender?"
Agent looked at you with a raised eyebrow, then he scowled, "Seriously? Are you blind? I am a male for Piggles sake!"
You rolled your eyes, but still, with a shaky hand, just wrote down his gender,
"Since you're not of human species, what species are you?"
"I am a Piggle, A Spiny Orb Weaver, in fact,"
You sighed, trying too calm yourself...you were talking too what, A piggle? That was of a Spider hybrid? You scribbled down his species,
"What do you do for a living?"
"Classified, sorry lady,"
"Classified?" You raised a curious eyebrow, "Whats so classified about a job?"
"I can't say," Agent glared at you, making you back down on the questions,
"Alright, fine," You sighed, "Relationships?"
"I'd rather not say," He responded, getting up, "I gotta go, something has come up," before you could say anything, he disappeared into the shadows.
It took you a few seconds too get up and move out, looking at your notes - You sighed, well he was helpful.
