action; zoo

[aliceinname]

[ Walking along the pathways of the City Zoo appears to be a young blond woman. Though to be honest, the young 'woman' happens to be a rather annoyed certain Alice who had the urge to escape the ever present cabin fever of his apartment. You see he had locked himself in there for a number of days. No longer able to take the boredom his home

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[neverwounda]

[sheer idleness drove him to the zoo, but curiosity had made him stay. he wasn't particularly bothered by animals in cages (the circus, after all, did have its fair share of that), and since they didn't seem terribly bothered . . . well, it wasn't that much of a waste of time, anyway.

he hadn't really meant to eavesdrop(?) on the girl(??) while he was looking at the giraffes, though. well, maybe he hadn't, but his snakes did make a business of it. and so the snakes, not being the brightest, begin to discuss it. what makes a human like a giraffe? asks byron. well, they certainly smell the same, says wilde. it's looks, not smell, clamors eliot. smell is looks is taste, explains boswell.

... and so on. a few of them twist toward alice, flicking out their tongues at him in order to better gauge their arguments. snake himself just sort of watches the discussion ensue, occasionally looking between them, alice, and the giraffes. hm . . .]

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[aliceinname]

[ It didn't take him very long to catch onto the idle glances of many eyes aimed his way, humans or otherwise. Considering he was on edge being incognito as it is-- made him more or less, paranoid of his surroundings.

But all of this was worth it to get out of that apartment and escape that creepy gaze of his younger room mate with the strange eye and even weirder laugh. ]

[aliceinname]

Hey- buddy-- you know you have a bunch of sn-

[aliceinname]

[ ERK-- he coughs into a hand pretending as if he has something stuck in his throat before he continues, this time in a girly-tone of voice. ]

A-ah I mean! Dear sir you seem to be crawling with snakes!

[ HE IS SO CONVINCING, THAT IS SO NOT AN ADAM'S APPLE WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT IT'S RUDE TO STARE. ]

[neverwounda]

[...... ooookay. unfortunately, nearly all of his snakes (and snake himself) are staring at him now.]

... Yes, says Wilde.

[aliceinname]

Wilde? Who's Wilde?

[ Unless this weird guy talks in third person . . . ]

[neverwounda]

[well, since nearly all of the snakes are somewhat outstretched or risen up, pointing to the appropriate snake!]

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[aliceinname]

... . . .

[aliceinname]

O-oh I see.

[ This guy is friggen insane.

Also his snakes. ]

Do they--- er.. you-- ah.....all have names...?

[neverwounda]

Yes. ... This one is Boswell, and to the left of him is Webster, and up here is Eliot, and . . .

[... and. continuing on until he's named all of them, pointing at each snake the names belong to. they seem pretty excited about being introduced!!]

. . . Says Dan.

[aliceinname]

[ He's never really met snakes up close before, hell he's never even heard of any as 'intellectually gifted' as these seem to be. He's probably not going to remember all those names though.

Oh right he's.. got to keep acting like a girl. He gives a really lopsided curtsy, slightly wobbling on one of his crossed ankles. Oi how do chicks do this. ]

It is a pleasure to meet y- all of you.

I don't think I got his name though.
[ He straightens up, gesturing to the keeper of the snakes. ]

[neverwounda]

This one is Snake. [an indecisive beat.] It's nice to meet you as well, says Wilde.

[aliceinname]

[ Que sudden Alice esque curiosity. ]

Those scales on your face... [ Points to own cheek. ]

Is it...make up of some kind?

[neverwounda]

[.... well. he certainly could have picked a worse... topic... maybe.

he looks off to the side; he was not entirely unused to the question, but he wasn't fond of where this train of conversation would often lead.]

... No. It is natural, says Webster.

[aliceinname]

So you were born that way---? Woah that's pretty cool--
[ ERRR ]

I mean, that's really curious! But-- c-certainly unique! In a good way!

[neverwounda]

[oh.........// well that. didn't sound like anything bad (was that ... a compliment?) even if the girl had ... a very strange way of expressing herself.

... but he can't say for sure if that was a compliment of an observation, so he doesn't really know whether to say "thank you" or just ... roll with it. so, as with many things, he falls back on silence.]