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The Amphibious Sea Snake, like other Sea Kraits, spends its time mainly at sea in shallow tropical reefs. However, it frequently comes ashore especially during the breeding season when their eggs are laid on land.

The attractive silver and black banding covers the entire body from the neck area to the tip of the tail. The tail is laterally compressed and rudder-like, making the snake an efficient underwater swimmer. The species has a powerful myotoxic venom which will paralyze the muscles of a bite victim.

This species ranges along the coasts of Bangladesh, Burma, Thailand, West Malaysia and Singapore to the islands of Indonesia, Philippines and the western Pacific Ocean.

Family : LATICAUDIDAE
Species : Laticauda colubrina
Maximum Size : 1.5 metres
(information from http://www.ecologyasia.com/verts/snakes/amphibious_sea_snake.htm )

7 outfits and/or suits:
1.) Black/White Strapped jumper
Black/White shorts
Black strapped arm warmers
2.) Blue tri-colour logo t-shirt
Blue corderoy-black velvet baggy pants
Black and White striped armlets

2 costumes:

7 pairs of underwear:
white briefs

7 pairs of sleepwear:
midnight blue two piece pajamas

7 pairs of socks:
white socks
Black socks

7 pairs of shoes:
black/white with blue ribbon boots
black soft-soled ankleboots

7 pieces of jewelry and/or accessories:

7 CD?s:
DJ Dumpster: Midnight Hours

7 books:
1. Rudyard Kipling's Just So Stories

2 aftershave and/or cologne:

7 electrical appliances:
1 steel lamp for reading
1 CD player - rechargeable

10 pieces of furniture:
1 bed
1 medium chair
1 oaken table
1 Laquered Box (Laticauda's home)

3 pieces of entertainment:
1. Scrabble
2. Art Set

Stationary:
1 black cloth bound journal
1 black ball point pen
1 HB pencil with sharpener

5 towels:
black and white checkered towel

3 changes of linen:
blue sheets with black diamond pattern

Gifts:

Krait's Journal

Krait's small, blue, forked tongue stretched from his dark lips as he slept. It darted, tasting, smelling, as the little rosin breathed the deep breaths of sleep. And then the breathing began to shallow, as the little tongue began to pick up scents that interested Krait's yet unconscious mind.
The scent of clean water in the air....the scent of fresh linen....new clothing.....
The tongue slipped back into his mouth and slowly his eyes opened, the cornea black as the pupil and the iris blue like his tongue. Krait lay still, terrified and confused for a long moment. His eyes scanned the ceiling, a bare and clean baby blue. Slowly he turned his head to the side. Pale blue walls...a single low desk on which sat a single lonely lamp, and a single red cloth bound book with white lettering.
Just So Stories...
Krait pushed himself up in the bed, and pushed away the blankets. He pulled his tiny pale feet to the floor and smiled softly as he curled his toes in the soft pile. With a slide from the edge of the bed he stood and circled his room once, hands running along the walls, touching each object in the room, understanding them. All the while his little tongue kept darting, darting out and tasting. Yes he understood this, so far.
Krait stopped his tour at the single window in his empty room. He rested his little arms upon the sill and peered out. The sky was clear, and a bird darted by his window. Krait jumped slightly at its fast movement and took a deep breath of the air. Spring. He smiled. Yes, it was time to get dressed and go have a look at his new home.He recalled a voice, whispering in the back of his mind...
Welcome to Toxicity...

Krait doned the lone outfit folded neatly on the chair standing in front of the small desk. He let his tiny fingers run over the fabric, feeling the softness of it. Velvet jumper with cold metal clasps....Cotton shorts. Velvet arm warmers with cold metal clasps, velvet boots with soft, shiny ribbon. He admired the deep hues of the fabric, darted his tongue out, and smiled.
He walked softly to the door, making no noise but a soft swish, swish as his tail twined and curled behind him. He reached up to the knob on the door and with a turn, it clicked open.
My First day in Toxicity... Krait thought to himself, and stepped out of his room.

Krait had been sitting at the window sill, looking out at another beautiful day.
He watched the birds wheel and soar in the blue high above.
He watched the bees buzz around the flowers outside his window.
At length, with a happy sigh, he moved and looked around his room. His eyes roved over the few possessions he owned. At length he stepped over to his small desk and lifted the small red tome and brought it to the bed to read.
He opened the book up and started at the beginning...
"How the... whale got itsth... throat..." He read aloud to himself, carefully practising, the words still new to him and difficult to read by himself.

Krait jumped with a start, dropping his book to the floor with a thump. The sound at the door had startled him. At first, he wasn't sure what to think. It didn't sound like a knock....
Could it be danger? Krait's brows knitted querulously and his forked tongue flicked.
No, surely not. Nanny Construct would never let harm enter the Developement House.
Someone injured or in need of help?
Perhaps that was it. Krait stood up from the bed and shuffled across the carpet in his sock feet. He reached up to the knob of the door with both hands and turned it to peek out into the hallway.

Krait looked first at the small man and blinked. This was the first person he'd seen in Toxicity, and these were the first words spoken to him. With an excited grin he smiled at the builder.
"You didn't wake me. I was justht reading." He looked at the box the man held out and blinked, a faint tinge of rose spreading over his alabaster cheeks. "A present...for me?" Krait whispered, in awe, and almost afraid to touch the shining wrappings. He reached out his hands and hesitated for a moment. In that moment, his tail curled around Krait's legs and wrapped around the box. With a wordless cry mixed from embarrassment and alarm, Krait snatched the box from the clumsy clutches of his tail and held it to his chest. "Please thank your Masthter for me..." he added, staring at his tail out of the corner of his eye with cheeks now a more decided pink.

Krait nodded silently in response and watched the little gnome go. Others would be coming soon? Krait was nervous and excited all at once, so much so that his tail would not sit still.
After the last trace of Spark's pipe smoke dissipated from the air of the hallway, Krait moved back into his room and closed the door. He stared at the parcel in his hands. A gift...just for him.
He wandered around his room slowly, little sock toes pointed in to each other. After a lap and a half of his room, he sat down on the carpet and let his tail curl tightly about him. He stared at the present box and with a deep breath took hold of the ribbon. He stuck his tongue out as he concentrated on undoing the bow and then taking the ribbon off the box. He placed it carefully to one side and then began to ease the paper up on the edges, slowly unfolding the sharp wrapping job and revealing the box underneath.
With trembling hands Krait opened it and peered inside.