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*leaves Achilles a marigold*

*The marigold gets swept up to Achilles' nose by the wind before drifting back down and settling at his feet.*

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*leaves him an iris*

*The snake stares at the iris before taking it by the stem and dragging it into an empty pile of dirt, covering the end of the stem and sitting there. He's not much a fan of flowers, but at least it's not a rose.*

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…Charles waves goodbye and leaves, fidgeting with the bandages on his hand.

*The snake watches curiously. Charles feels warm and light as he leaves.*

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”…Him and Rev and…and everyone I failed.”

He sighs.

“…Tell ‘em I’m sorry.”

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”…Goodbye, Achilles. Say…say hi to Lewis, for me, if he’s over there on your side of the big divide.”

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He seems a bit startled that it actually replied.

“…Oh, and, uh…I guess I’ll see you around…shoot, what was your name- Achilles?”

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…Charles turns back towards the statue.

“Bye, snake guy…I guess.”

*... tiny farewell hiss*

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”…uh. Sorry you’ve had to be here for my monologue.”

*It seems pretty used to them.*

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”…Oh.”

*It's so very, very ashamed.... it tries crawling into the dirt.*

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“…Wait a minute- are you the guy they locked in the basement??-“

*.... snake looks down.*

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“Geez, guys, be polite.”

caw

(“Fine”)

*Despite the anger on the outside, the snake otherwise just looks... miserable. Sad. Dejected.*

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Caw

(translation: “what’s his deal?”)

*The snake narrows its eyes at the crow and tries to shield itself underneath the hydrangea bushes.*

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“Hey, I…I’m not going to hurt you, just…curious. Sorry.”

*The snake looks up at him cautiously.....*

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Charles stands, walking over and examining the snake.

*It looks up at him, a mix of emotions in those beady eyes.*

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”Oh! Uhhh…thanks, if…that was intentional.”

Charles glances around, spooked. He sees the snake.

“Uhhh, hey, there.”

*The snake doesn't acknowledge him... it slithers over to the hydrangea bush and wraps around its base calmly.*

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”…Or maybe not, I’m not sure. She tends to creep people out.”

He laughs awkwardly a bit.

“Anyways. Uh. Sorry for probably wasting your…technically indefinite time. Um.”

*a small gust of wind brings over a unique plant to rest at Charles' feet.. a blue hydrangea bloom. The snake exits the thornbush upon seeing it.*

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“You and my sister would get along.”

He crosses his arms, and his expression indicates that that’s not entirely a good thing.

. . .