Feb 03, 2011 07:54
[Snake hadn't wasted any time when he arrived. Terror and confusion had overtaken him the moment the greeter arrived to speak with him. He'd bolted as soon as he had his wits enough to stand. Thankfully, instructions that the strange looking pocketwatch he had on him could be used to communicate had been shouted before he was out of earshot.
Though, he doesn't know that it also means he can be seen. The feed turns on and Snake is seated with his back against the wall of a building. A dark alleyway. It's just past dawn. There's a strong shaking in his body as he does not face the screen, watching the movements outside of his hiding place.]
Y-Young master...
[He seems to be calling out, but only in a whisper. Quite suddenly, a golden colored viper slithers up behind the man's ear, touching his face. Snake turns, considers the snake, then looks at the screen. His eyes, slitted and brilliant green, are growing heavy as he shivers.]
'I-I am looking for Young Master Ciel Phantomhive,' says Wilde.
[He curls up, eyes cast down on the mass of snakes fighting for warmth in his lap. Snake's clearly fighting off sleep.]
Young m-master... [He calls again.] I-It's so cold...
†: gabu,
c: liquid snake,
c: finnian,
c: vincent nightray,
c: ahiru,
c: jack vessalius,
!: snake