Snake (mxm) (Rever series 3)

Snake 2

The rain came a little faster than he'd expected. By the time Pyre had returned to the school building to grab his tattered backpack over by where he'd left it, it was already starting to drizzle. A chilly wind was also whipping his thin jacket as the storm blew in, making him hurry toward the bus station. It wasn't his first choice, but it was the closest. 

He ran the last two blocks, stepping beneath the large overhang right as the sky opened up completely. Several of the benches were already taken by sleeping drunks or the homeless, but there were quite a few left, too. 

Walking over to a free one, he set his bag at the end to use as a pillow, then moved to lie down. He considered changing into his one spare pair of clothing he had with him, but decided against it since he hadn't gotten too wet. 

Pretty soon, he was out cold. 

Unfortunately, his peace was short lived. Someone had touched his hair... and that was a big no-no. He swung his left arm up and grabbed the person's own hair with a vise-like grip, not giving a shit about the pained grunt he heard as he used his meager weight to throw them off balance. The person fell partially on top of him and partially off the bench, but he'd gotten what he'd needed... which was his other arm hooked beneath their neck in a chokehold. 

While his reflexes were nearly perfect, his mind was still taking a few moments to comprehend the situation. In that time, the person leaning against him slowly changed, in both body shape and weight. In fact, it didn't stop until his mind cleared, his eyes blinking away the fog of confusion to reveal the snake now coiled up on top of his right arm. 

"It's you again..." 

The snake seemed to give him a frustrated look before it slowly began descending to the ground. There, Pyre noticed a set of clothing and a pair of shoes. 

"Oh, shit. You really are a person," he said as he hurried to his feet and gathered up their items. 

He easily deduced that it was a guy, judging from the style and size of the clothing, but besides that, he didn't have too much too much to go on. Nor did he really care to dig about, except... he quickly found the man's wallet in the back pocket of the pair of black jeans. After taking a glance at the address on the license there, he tucked it into his own pocket, then stuffed the rest of the guy's things into his backpack. Finally, once everything was put away, he picked up the remaining shoes, and the snake, then began heading for the address since the rain had slowed down a bit. 

"I'm not sure how you found me, but you really should be careful waking someone up who's sleeping outside. They've seen some things... and had to deal with other things. It's not a smart idea." 

The snake had wandered its way upward and ended up coiled around Pyre's neck as he spoke. The few people that were actually out and about, with umbrellas, of course, all gave him a wide berth with horrified expressions. 

"Stupid people afraid of you. Even if you were just a regular snake, there's rarely anything to worry about... at least when you don't give a shit about life," Pyre said with a laugh toward the end. 

The snake didn't seem interested in laughing with him, so he quickly shut his mouth. 

After about eight blocks he knelt down and fished out the coat the man had been wearing. It was made of heavy leather and lined with faux fur. It also swallowed his frame, but that was no surprise. He could stand to gain about twenty or thirty pounds, but again, no reason to bother. Food wasn't something that was easily accessible. 

Of course, he'd visited the local food bank a few times, but his father had beaten him for taking such handouts. He also ate the extra sandwich he'd brought home from it afterward, too.