[ With Nazuna in front of him, Minato only hears the cry and not the cause, stepping to the side to avoid getting his nose smashed in and only belatedly seeing the doll's body fall. It clatters to their feet, something rips at the seams, and its head tears off, rolling past them into the darkness. ]
I should grab that. Here...
[ First, let's sit the doll back up so that it's not in the way. Minato pulls it up by the arm and— black trickles out of the gaping hole of the neck, faking blood being what he almost mistakes it for, but instead of thick and sticky, it feels... ticklish?
The body drops to the floor with a dull thud, hundreds upon thousands of very real, very many spiders pouring out from inside the doll. ]
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I should grab that. Here...
[ First, let's sit the doll back up so that it's not in the way. Minato pulls it up by the arm and— black trickles out of the gaping hole of the neck, faking blood being what he almost mistakes it for, but instead of thick and sticky, it feels... ticklish?
The body drops to the floor with a dull thud, hundreds upon thousands of very real, very many spiders pouring out from inside the doll. ]