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[forkball.livejournal.com]

...why are there snakes at the bottom of the stairwell in the Pisces?



Or is this one of those things I'd be happier not knowing?

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[forkball.livejournal.com]

I guess with a crowd like this, I should really just stop getting surprised.

[notwalking]

But why snakes, of all things? Mice, or piglets, or, I don't know, bluebirds. Christ, this world.

[forkball.livejournal.com]

At least the bluebirds wouldn't bite.

[notwalking]

Shit. Are they poisonous?

[forkball.livejournal.com]

I don't know, and I don't really want to know.

[notwalking]

Right, staying in my room until this whole thing blows over. God, I fucking hate snakes.

Charlie Dalton, by the way.

[forkball.livejournal.com]

I've never really gotten close enough to one to figure out if I hate them or not, but I don't think now's the time to try.

Kanou Shuugo, nice to meet you.

[notwalking]

I shot every snake I saw on the estate. You don't want to get close to them.

You like poetry?

[forkball.livejournal.com]

Probably not.

I...don't really know much of it, I guess.

[notwalking]

Good. That's great. I'll keep you in mind.

[forkball.livejournal.com]

Er. Okay?