"You can call me Aracely! I don't know who I am or how I got my powers but I was attacked by a fire salamander and Mexican werewolves, who work for The Coyote, who speaks to me in my dreams!"

María Aracely Penalba, or "Hummingbird", if going by her Hero-Name! Also perhaps vessel for an aztec god.

They go hide in the shadows for now, their cold white eyes eventually fade from sight—until they are needed again.

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✮ 𝘔𝘝 / 𝘔𝘚
✮ 𝘉𝘪 — 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯

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“Not you child…” Venom watched as an infected got away, having planned to devour it but probably for the best they didn’t. “Argh.”

/ of course

“Unfortunate, for we are the best kind of alien goo.” They joked, though their tone made no indication if they were joking or not—it was far too stoic yet raspy.

𝑀𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠! 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕.

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The symbiote would stare, now questioning what she’d taste like… likely not good given her affiliation and where she’s been.

“Let’s agree to not devour one another then.”

Cold white eyes remained gazed upon the other, chin would lift as their jaw opened to speak with a raspy tone.

“You’re fortunate, we prefer your company over making you a meal.”

“We didn’t imply you specifically… we thought you may know someone we can feast on.”

“We hunger and we are on pursuit of some evil-individuals to devour to quench our hunger…” They expressed, the tall dark colored symboite standing before Illyana.

Cold white eyes fixated on the other.

“Why are you looking at us like that?”

They poke the reader gentle.

“Excuse us…”

One of the few whom had zero reason to fear him or be wary came into view, causing their cold white eyes to examine her. Even if they wanted to eat her, she’d luckily break out of his mouth.

“Indeed, but only specific things make us smile.” They spoke.

The REAL temp pinned — Oops, Mystique all along?

“Who would like our company? We don’t bite…”