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An Opeth Concert, Somewhere, Somewhen, Jono Wasn't Paying Attention, Friday Night
You know what made for an interesting outing when Jono absolutely had to get away from the island? Booking the cheapest Portalocity ticket he could find in order to take in some sort of concert, right now. Fandom was starting to come down on him like some sort of weight, and he couldn't quite put a finger on what it was, still. But Jonothon had procured tickets to Opeth, and wasn't opposed to making a trek through time and halfway across the planet to wherever Portalocity dropped him off in order to take a bit of a breather.

... That he happened to be going to the concert with a particularly stubborn snake coiled around him had been unforeseen, but at least he'd prepared a bag with Hannibal's clothing in it, just in case they happened to be out and about when he changed back.

Only... only it was intermission now, and it was starting to become increasingly clear that the bag had walked away on him.

//I thought you were watching it,// he mumbled to his serpentine companion as he browsed the overpriced clothing at the merch table, looking for something that would be... at least somewhat inoffensive to Hannibal's tastes and his own. //This isn't all on my head. You're the one who insisted on coming along.//

[OOC: NFI, open to that snekky guy!]

never_dull

2015-03-14 12:22 am (UTC) (Link)

You were getting a disdainful look, Jono. Why should he care about a bag? He was feeling the beat of the music! That bag wasn't his responsibility. You were being shunned. Shunned for your assumptions.

Except Hannibal wasn't letting go of you. It was a close-up shunning.

furnaceface

2015-03-14 12:32 am (UTC) (Link)

It was probably the most cuddly king cobra shunning that Jono had gotten since this morning, when he'd had the gall to get out from under the covers.

//I'm thinking the t-shirt isn't too terrible,// he mused, nodding to a design that caught his eye. //And from there it's just a matter of picking a pair of trousers. If you don't end up wearing them, I will, at least. Odds that you'll turn back while we're here of all places...//

... Were actually rather high. The island was contrary that way.

//Er. Nevermind. Stripes or solids?//

never_dull

2015-03-14 01:41 am (UTC) (Link)

Cuddly? Hannibal was not cuddly! He was dangerous and deadly and vicious!

...those stripes were kinda boring.

furnaceface

2015-03-14 01:50 am (UTC) (Link)

//Right, okay...// Jono nodded to the black pants. The ones with the straps coming off the sides. They were far more his own aesthetic, but why not give the snake the option, here? After all, Hannibal's couple of weeks of choosing what Jono wore had been rudely interrupted. Might as well, let him have his say now. //What do you think of those ones?//

never_dull

2015-03-14 01:53 am (UTC) (Link)

Oo, those were nice! They had all sort of loops and buckles and things for him to hold onto so he wouldn't fall! They were practically a snake playground!

furnaceface

2015-03-14 01:59 am (UTC) (Link)

It was a shame that the best that Jono could really discern from Hannibal at the moment were general positive feelings, because 'snake playground' wasn't really something that would translate well once Hannibal had turned back and needed some emergency trousers.

Still and all, Jono wasn't going to be the one to argue with Hannibal about how this probably wasn't on par with his usual aesthetic preferences.

//Right. Well. Just remember that you picked these,// he decided, pointing to a pair in slightly-larger-than-his-size as well as one of the t-shirts, and then making the purchase. One hardly needed to speak the local language in order to wave money around and walk away with material goods, thank goodness. //And I fully expect you to wear them if I ever turn into a snake again.//

... What? They did look like fun.

never_dull

2015-03-14 02:07 am (UTC) (Link)

His opinion no longer needed, Hannibal was just going to coil back up around Jono's neck and nestle in his hair for a bit. It was nicely warm with all the bodies, but there were an awful lot of people around, and without the music all the vibrations were a bit chaotic. Here he could hide and distract himself with Jono's familiar scent.

You didn't mind the snaky tongue on your neck, did you, Jono?

furnaceface

2015-03-14 02:16 am (UTC) (Link)

Not too much, really. With his wrappings on, the snaky tongue was mostly just scenting at his bandages anyway. It would be fun explaining his squirming, anyway, if anybody happened to look over and realize that there was the head of a large, venomous snake peering out the back of Jono's jacket, there.

//And I think there's about enough time to browse the rest of the merch table for vinyl before intermission ends. Might as well pick some up for the shop while I'm here, and this time I'll keep a better eye on it.//

never_dull

2015-03-14 02:24 am (UTC) (Link)

Eh, whatever. If Jono wanted to walk around and look at more things, Hannibal didn't care. So long as he could feel the music when it started, anywhere was fine with him. Maybe he'd just take a bit of a nap.

furnaceface

2015-03-14 02:47 am (UTC) (Link)

Nap away, Hannibal! The more you napped, the less Jono would have to worry about anybody noticing you. Or, at least, that was the theory. Jono's back tensed and his eye twitched as a hand fell heavy on his shoulder from behind.

"Oy, min. A snake? You serious? You're at a concert, not a fuckin' zoo, 'ere."

... The Scottish. Good, good. Jono just turned around to level the guy with a look.

Which... Had the opposite reaction from the one that he had been hoping for, and, sadly, about the same reaction as the one he'd been half expecting, since the man in question was blinking, and then grinning, and then having himself a good laugh.

"Ah, shite! Check this out! All wrapped up in black leathers like some sort of fuckin' goth wallaper! You tryin' to keep somethin' in there? Few more snakes in that bound-up gob 'o yours?"

Jono just stared at him for a moment more, and then shook his head and turned to walk away again. Drunk bloody git wasn't going to get another second of his time if he had any say in the-

The hand that had been on his shoulder was now grabbing him by the arm and turning him around again.

"Where the hell you goin', min? You don't just walk away without a word in the middle of a fuckin' conversation! Fuckin' rude, that is."

never_dull

2015-03-14 02:51 am (UTC) (Link)

Rude? Rude was upsetting and manhandling Hannibal's warm food-giving person! Hannibal picked up his head, extended his hood, and growled.

furnaceface

2015-03-14 03:01 am (UTC) (Link)

Well, that gave Drunk-and-Stupid a moment's pause, at least, though he was swaying backwards a moment later and hollering pretty loudly.

"Jesus fuck, that thing's real? That's a real fuckin' cobra? What kind of glaikit bastard carries one of those around down his fuckin' shirt?"

Jono lifted a hand to stroke the back of Hannibal's hood reassuringly. It was fine. He could handle this. Really. It was just some drunk plonker with his head shoved so far up his asshole that he couldn't see common sense through all the shit.

He tried again to back away, and this time, at least, it was easier to pull his arm out of the man's grip. That seemed like a start.

never_dull

2015-03-14 03:37 am (UTC) (Link)

Hannibal let himself be soothed, leaning into Jono's hand. It was fine? Was the big warm thing sure? He was keeping an eye on the rude, loud thing. He could bite if he needed to.

furnaceface

2015-03-14 03:52 am (UTC) (Link)

The big warm thing was very sure. He was. Look, here, they were going to just back away from the loud, stupid thing who was blathering to itself and threatening to call security, and... duck into this restroom, here. See? Great place to be, in the restroom. It was...

...

Well, it had urinals and such. It wasn't terribly classy. It was a toilet in possibly-somewhere-in-Scotland at an Opeth concert.

//At least it's quieter in here.//

never_dull

2015-03-14 04:08 am (UTC) (Link)

It was quieter, yes. Hannibal kept a suspicious eye on the door, though, just in case. He curled around Jono's neck and shoulders protectively, perfectly ready to bite anyone who bothered them.

And then startled and clutched at him, trying not to fall - disoriented, naked, and very human again.

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