Come With Me Behind the BoatHouse and I'll Show you My Dark Secret

[drbadtouch]

Day: Slightly backdated. Day 33/34?
Characters: Orochimaru drbadtouch and Huey immortalstudies
Summary: Some unofficial ~therapy~ of sorts.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Erm. Night.
Status: Closed// INCOMPLETE

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[immortalstudies]

Huey listened while Orochimaru spoke, standing calm, relaxed and straight where he had stopped. It was a joy watching Orochimaru. It put a smile in Huey's eyes, in the emptiness far behind his cold, dead yellow irises that let his pupils look small and focused in this light. Orochimaru coiled and struck like a snake - this was prominent in all of his presence. Even in his movements, there was something of that languid, narcissistic elegance that was done for show and for threat alike. It was an alarming sight in an actual snake, like a cobra displaying the pattern on its hood.

There was something in all that self-glorifying grandiosity and the instability and danger Orochimaru emitted, in his mad eyes, that was so fascinating and attractive exactly because of how blatant it was. The smile in Huey's eyes was cold, almost anticipating.

"What would that be?" he asked simply, not moving from the spot he stood on, even ignoring when Orochimaru gestured him closer. There was no need to move; no resistance, but no acknowledgement of the command either. He spoke politely, but with no trace of fear. Nothing in Orochimaru's bearing or words seemed to affect him - instead, he answered Orochimaru's look with the passive, intrigued calm of a researcher faced with just what Orochimaru was in his eyes - an interesting, a particularly interesting specimen.