Once those big issues were resolved, a lot of the smaller ones could be attended to. Too many problems came with large numbers of people spending the majority of their time wading ankle-deep in water that was swimming with warm garbage.
Sounds about right. We’ve seen some of those already, but I’m sure Wildbow has more examples to throw at us.
Time passed quickly, what with my focusing on the costumes, Sierra and Charlotte, arranging the cleaning up of the area, using bugs to sweep for troublemakers in my vicinity and experimenting on a smaller scale with dyes and costume options. I had a smaller collection of Darwin’s bark spiders that Coil had procured for me in a specialized terrarium to emulate the hot temperatures they were used to, but I couldn’t use them to make anything until they had given birth to at least one new generation.
Why’s that? To make sure you have reserves if they should die? Or are the specimens you have too old to properly use, or something?
When I did, though, I expected that the fabric they created would be as superior to the black widow’s work as the black widow’s silk was to conventional cloth.
Damn, that’s good fabric.
There wasn’t much room for error with the small number Coil had provided, so I was being careful with the breeding process.
I wonder how much research Taylor had to do on Darwin’s bark spider breeding and how much comes naturally to her from her power.
My cell phone rang, and I knew from the bugs I had placed on the two girls that it was Charlotte calling. That, or someone else had coincidentally phoned me the same instant Charlotte dialed on her phone and raised it to her ear.
Oh yeah, that would be another good way of getting Taylor’s attention without bug signals. Not sure why I didn’t think of that.
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