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[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[This Snake has not been feeling so fantastic. His head has been feeling pretty pressured by whatever the hell it was that had poisened the air.]

[All he knew was that his body was really hot, and he had a temperature. Not to mention... he was suddenly pretty damn sensitive. But because he was so stubborn, he wasn't going to give into the demands of his body. He hadn't been into much contact with anyone, really, and prefered it to stay that way. At least... until this died down.]

[So he had decided to hide away in the box room. Probably not the best solution, but it wasn't like he had a specific room to sleep in, let alone hide away.]

_{Maybe I should have gone somewhere colder.}

[Ah well. At least the compact safety-space of the box was keeping his mind from wandering.]

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[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Snake offered a low growl, staring at Alek with defiant eyes. He did notice the brusing--]

Did you think to check for people inside before you acted like a moron?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

Look there were so many box, how I am suppose to guess where you are?

(He glares back, his fear turning into anger at being called a moron. He doen't think it's his fault that Snakes have this weird box obssession. )

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

Maybe if you had said something other than mumbling under your breath.

[Snake breathes out a harsh breath. It's a little warm, like his face is starting to feel.]

[He reluctantly pulls back, turning his head away.] The damage is done now.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

(He exhales quietly in relief, hardly able to believe his luck.)

Do not worry, next time I shout loudly for warning.

(He pats Snake's shoulder, smiling slightly.)

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

_{...I hope there won't be a next time.}

[His poor precious boxes! They couldn't survive another blast like that.]

... [He winces slightly with the pat, breathing in quietly, not admitting that the touch made his shoulder heat up. He lets his hand drop from Alek's shirt, staring tentatively.]

What's your name?

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

Well I think there will not be, not if I need check all box!

(He smirks and pats him again, not yet noticing the effects.)

My name.is Aleksandr Koslov, but since we are so good friend now you can call me Alek.

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Snake shifts his shoulder gingerly, a brow arching slowly. He won't give in to the weakness his body is feeling right now.]

Alek, huh?

Keep your matches to yourself from now on.

[Damn. Now he had to find a new room to hide in.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

To myself? But I thought share is car-

(He cuts himself off when he sees the look on Snake's face.)

Fine, fine, I understand.

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Snake brings his hand up to rub the side of his face, grunting.]

_{Just be thankful I'm going easy on you, pal.}

[With that, he turns on his heel to leave.]