[ It takes him a few frenzied seconds for his eyes to adjust to the dim moonlight, a couple more for the tense readiness of his hand to carve out a spell to settle into stillness as he finds himself staring at - a snake.
A very much deceased snake. So dead that there isn't a scrap of flesh left on it. And yet, here it perches, staring at him.
After that and an unsteady out-breath, a quick glance to where Nami lays still sleeping in the other bed in the room (good, that would've been embarrassing), Stephen murmurs a quiet what? to the snake before spotting that note, answering his own question.
Frowning at the skeletal creature, Stephen trips his fingers through the air to release the paper. It lifts itself from its vessel and up into Stephen's hand so he can unfold it. ]
[The snake made no move while the paper was removed, staying right where it was. One unfurled, there was a brief note written in English by a hand not Ianthe's.]
Love and kisses. -I.N.
P.S. Please return Skelesnake as intact as possible to Wanda Maximoff
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A very much deceased snake. So dead that there isn't a scrap of flesh left on it. And yet, here it perches, staring at him.
After that and an unsteady out-breath, a quick glance to where Nami lays still sleeping in the other bed in the room (good, that would've been embarrassing), Stephen murmurs a quiet what? to the snake before spotting that note, answering his own question.
Frowning at the skeletal creature, Stephen trips his fingers through the air to release the paper. It lifts itself from its vessel and up into Stephen's hand so he can unfold it. ]
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Love and kisses.
-I.N.
P.S. Please return Skelesnake as intact as possible to Wanda Maximoff