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Metus lifted his head, glared at Bennett as if to say Don't move, and leaned back down.

"I probably would. Then again, I know a crap load of people here, so its no surprise," Bennett replied.


Metus flicked his tongue again.

Bennett nodded. "Good to know. So if get bitten, tell everyone that I love them in the creepiest way possible and enjoy their reactions."

"Ah yes, gotta remember Apollo." Bennett casually ran his fingers through his bright orange hair.



Metus coiled slowly, curling tighter, but only slightly. His tounge flicked again, and Avery's eyes flew down at his movements.


Just then, Metus struck. It was simply one quick flip of his head, but it left two clear puncture wounds in Bennett's leg.
Avery cursed loudly and took the snake quickly, wrapping him instinctively around her shoudlers as she bent down beside Bennett.
Bennett gave something between a gasp and a shout of pain. The end result: something that sounded like a choking weasel. Not pleasant. Next, Bennett uttered would probably could have been the stupidest off comments.
"Oh sh*t..."
"Oh sh*t..."


((pouyf.))
Little by little, Bennett's eyelids sagged. By the time they reached the infirmary, Avery was practically dragging him.
((püph))
((püph))




Metus flicked his tongue at her, the perfect vision of laziness.
Avery rolled her eyes. "He'd better perk up; I'm using him later."