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Anguis' eyes flash open as he hears something strang approach him, something on wheels. He sees and odd winged boy approach him, all smiles and bright orange clothes with odd shoes.
"Hello..." the naga said warily, shifting slightly so he was sitting up, his tail still trailing out along the edge of the fountain.
He looks down at his green clothing that covered his torso and then back at the boy.
"Ah, thank you...Rathie. I am Anguis." he said, his words low and hissing, black toungue flickering as he spoke. His tongue tasted the air and found that Rathie smelled...delicious. At first anyways, then he picked up the bitter scent of his poison. There would definitely be no eating of this little bird child. Besides him being a rosin, he was also poisonous, and though bird was one of Ang's favorite foods, he decided it better not to try and get a taste of this one. He had a feeling that the nameless one would be upset if he did.
"What are those?" he asked finally, pointing to the boy's wheeled shoes with one clawed finger.

Ora had decided to take A'Tuin on a walk. Or more like carry the turtle in his box and let him get some fresh air. As he wandered around feeling the grass between his toes the rosen though to himself. Spending most of his time sleeping he hadn't met many of the other rosen but he had a feeling there were more than just the few he had been introduced to. It was during these musing he noticed the note on the street lamp, one corner fluttering slightly in the light brezze.

Curiosity over came him and the komodo siddled closer to inspect the paper. Something about a ball? His mouth moved as he worded out the letters. The ball was a party and was a fancy dress? He puzzeled over that for a bit before the second part registered. Costume meant clothing and clothing could be a dress which meant that he was suppost to wear a dress? He wrinkled his nose at that though. "I don't wanna wear a dress..." the dragon murmured as he continued to puzzle over the writing. His mind wandered over the subjects of dresses and he wondered if those kilt things would be ok... he was sure he had seen a guy wear that before. Or maybe a sarong or something... he paced a little around the post as he pondered.

Krait made his way into the park. Normally he wasn't terribly interested in fields of grass, but the autumn leaves were turning their brilliant colours and Krait had ventured out of his house to take in the scent of rot and growing cold. He had a thick woolen coat pulled over his double sleeved shirt and a long white and black striped scarf wrapped many times around his neck and face. With his hands shoved deeply in his pockets, Krait kept a slow and conservative step. The teen was willowy and lanky and in the growing wind, he seemed as if the wind might pick him up off the pathand toss him around with the flurry of leaves in the air.

Krait caught sight of the one named Kyler rolling about the cement of a skatepark on a board and paused to watch quietly. Krait's blue-on-black eyes peered over the top of his scarf. Though he could feel his own breath hot against his cheeks, trapped as it was by the woolen scarf, the air aronud him was not yet cold enough for him to really see his breath in white clouds.

Anguis was up and about that day too, bundled tightly up in a thick coat and a long scarf, his long pointed ears poking out from his scarf, reddish brown dreadlocked hair pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of his tan face. His long, serpentine body was moving smoothly along the sidewalk of the park, brown/grey scales flashing lightly in the late afternoon sunshine. His black eyes roamed around the surrounding area out of idle curiosity. It'd been awhile since he'd been outside due to the chilly weather and the fact that he was a cold blooded creature. He hated being cold, but if he had stayed in his room for another day he would have lost his mind!
He rounded a copse of trees and saw a girl his own age, and a very tall boy in the middle of the path ahead of him. he paused for a moment, tasting the air warily with his black forked tongue before moving forward to the group, curious.

Absinthe looked from the boy to his tail, and then something clicked: "Hey, you're like Olivia, aren't you?" Entirely disregarding the fact that he had offered to help her up, Absinthe stood on her own, no longer sporting the bewildered look on her face and actually smiling, ignoring the stains on her sweater as well.

Once she had wiped the leaves from her backside, Absinthe proceeded to walk in a circle around Krait, seemingly fascinated by the boy. "Wow, you are like Olivia...only you don't do the weird 'ssssssss' thing...My name's Absinthe, by the way," she said, holding out a hand for the boy to shake. Confidence lay in her voice, as well as light, proving to be a suitable contrast to the other's speech, and for a moment, she was reminded of Laudanum and his quiet ways.

But, then again, what didn't remind her of Laudanum? If only she could remember what she had been doing for him at the time...

Krait watched her apprehensively. He blinked languidly as she mentioned Olivia. "I used to lisp when I was younger." He whispered and shrugged slightly. When Absinthe offered a hand to shake he gripped her hand with his rudder and then let his tail curl arnud his leg again. "Hello Absinthe. My name is Krait." Krait averted his eyes and stared intently at the soup. He was being inspected, watched. She was so outgoing, so friendly. Krait felt as if he were empty like rain, felt like he was a shadow fading away in the wake of her light. He let out a small sigh and hazarded a glance up at her face.

Anguis shook his head at the girl, now towering over her somewhat since he was raised up on his tail.
"Not you, him." He said, gesturing towards Krait. he blinked at her observation that he didn't have any legs and looked down at his tail, and then down at the other twos legs.
"Ah...no. I don't. I think it's better without." he said with a shrug, lowering himself to her height again. The ability to raise himself up so high was an ability unique to the mamba species. Most snakes could raise their heads off the ground like him, but the mamba family was able to raise up to 2/3 of their body length off the ground, making them extremely tall.
He looked her over with black eyes, and blinked.
"You're ah....very green." he pointed out, unsure of what else to say about the other girl, besides the fact that she now smelled strongly of soup.
He glanced back at Crait from under his reddish brown bangs, curious about this quiet other. Was he anything like Anguis himself?