pick apart the pieces of your heart — joining

[Belladonna]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]Belladonna had started to tolerate the smell and dense air of the swamp, honestly. She wished for cleaner air and a strong breeze, but for the sake of her safety, she didn't care. She'd trudge through thick and thin so she'd be safe - besides, Happycamper and her friends were here. She wouldn't leave them.

Belladonna spotted Marvolo and his snakes from a distance, but it seemed Valo-kas beat her to the punch. They were already bubbling - both of information and bubbling from the mouth - and she sighed, exasperated, as she joined her mutated clanmate.

Glancing over to Marvolo, Belladonna froze for a moment as she saw the twin snakes - realizing if she stayed frozen in fear for too long, they'd likely strike, she reached back into her satchel, grabbed her thermos, took a long, deep drink of tea, and took a deep breath to calm herself. She replaced the lid on the thermos before speaking. "Take it easy, Valo. Not everybody can catch up with you," she mewed, before looking Marvolo up and down.

He was handsome, physically, and held himself rather prim and proper. It bothered her a little, but in comparison she probably looked like some backwater girl who wasn't holding herself together. Her gaze was steady but curious in a way that wasn't rude, and she echoed Valo-kas' question. "As Valo asked, may we have your name? ...and perhaps the names of your companions," she added, feeling that the snakes were probably very precious to him - much like Amunet's. Belladonna, however, still wasn't used to snakes. At all.

"Speech."