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[neverwounda]

Who: Snake, his snakes, and you!!
When: Day 8, later in the evening
Where: the shrine room
What: oh boy another new arrival!!

[SO THERE IS ANOTHER NEW DUDE only he's kind of scaly and he seems to have taken to the corner of the room by the door and he is sort of

covered in snakes (okay like, two)

one is like five feet and huge, the other is is shorter and skinny; both are intertwined around him in some way. he seems to be watching the entire room, agitated, and the snakes aren't much better off: their tongues flick out warily, with demeanors that make it seem like they'll bite someone without a second's notice.

that may be slightly worrying.]

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[potentiaregere]

[It's not like there's much space so he was just. Walking around. And passing by the shrine room, he notices THE SNAKES]

[potentiaregere]

[oh god, it's my servant. That sure doesn't help with my desperately trying to believe I totally did not die]

... Snake.

[neverwounda]

[--his tenseness drops, for a moment, in surprise pretend i have an icon for surprise]

--Smile--? Says Wilde.

[nolongerslate]

[the human in front of you pauses a bit, and you see his skin turn blue and rocks sprout around the margins of his face]

[drawing his sword]

[but, pauses when you don't seem to be in any distress]

Are the snakes with you?

[neverwounda]

[... well that doesn't make him less wary at all]

Identify yourself, says Webster.

[nolongerslate]

Zelgadis Graywords. You know, if you don't answer questions, someone might assume the snakes are from farther down the hall and think you're dinner.

[potentiaregere]

[I see you drawing your sword on my servant]

The snakes won't attack anyone unless he orders them to, and he's with me.

[nolongerslate]

Then you know him.

[sheathes his sword]

Consider it a reflex on seeing something that could be the local wildlife looking for dinner.

[canihelpyou]

[Snake bites are nothing to a man made of cloth]

Ah-- Sir, is that alright?

[neverwounda]

[what even. doesn't look less suspicious but his snakes are flicking their tongues out quite a bit. snake himself just sort of . . . eyes him . . . mute for a few moments.]

. . . What are you? Says Webster.

[canihelpyou]

[Looks between Snake and the... Snakes.]

I-I'm a mannequin. Webster is his name? Are these snakes your friends?

[potentiaregere]

It's normal for him.

[canihelpyou]

[I made him mad :(]

M-Mr. Ciel!

[gonnariverdance]

[UH]

Y'alright there, son?

[neverwounda]

[an appraising look, snakes seemingly fixed on bobby.]

. . . Who are you? Says Webster.

[gonnariverdance]

Bobby Singer. . . . Which one've you is Webster?

[theshadowturnedhero]

[Just a tad, but I did just see a princess with a giant bird and you DO have scales...]

...

[Just kind of watching the snakes to see if they're a threat. Not all that tense, but that's what happens when your head is pounding, don't care anymore.]

[neverwounda]

["does a shadow have a smell" is like "what is the sound of one hand clapping," gosh.

in any case, the snakes seem transfixed on the boy, flicking their tongues out quite a bit. the larger one's posture is coiled, as though ready to strike, but the smaller one winds its way close to snake's ear. snake himself keeps his eyes set on the strange boy, just as wary.]

. . . What are you? Says Webster.

[theshadowturnedhero]

[Probably smells like something weird. Shadow and darkness and probably some of his owner because of reflection type of thing.]

[Shadow, though, is keeping out of immediate striking range. He's in a miserable mood, not suicidal.]

...Webster?

[metamorphiseme]

Do you always walk around with snakes on you?

[neverwounda]

[wow blunt. appraising him warily . . .]

... Does it matter? Says Wilde.

[withswagger]

[some injured douchebag, idk. gives you a look over]

I see Dellen is pulling together a rather eclectic collection.

[neverwounda]

[eyeing . . . and inflecting in a way that seems to imply he means to ask a question, but it seems to fall short.]

... A "god," says Wilde.

[bloomingvoid]

[...UNSURE...]

[neverwounda]

[UNSURE LOOK BACK. at least you are tiny.]