Colleen
Forest Shrine
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"Aahaha, wow," A small twitch of one of her eyebrows as a one of the corners of her mouth turned up in an annoyed grin. "Aren't you a rude little green thing? After I went outta my way to make sure you're okay." Colleen reached down, grabbing the Goblin just under her arms and proceeded to lift Rita up, much like one would a teddy bear. "Listen here, my hair is not made of snakes, my beautiful red locks are amazing, kay? You better-eh?"

The corner of her vision, something [i]wiggled[/i].

Collen looked in that direction.

Nothing.

"Weh!?" Something moved again in her left this time. 

It was...a little black, red and gold little snake dopily staring back at her. Her eyes followed it up to where it was laying. Logically, it would have to be her head.

A cold sweat.

"Gyeh!" Colleen shrieked. This caused a minor chain reaction of her losing the grip on Rita, causing her to be dropped right on top of Anya. "My haaaair! My beautiful red hair! Mirror, I need a mirror...Nngh, of course there's not a mirror anywhere! We're in the middle of a damn ruin!" Entirely losing focus on the other two small people near her, Colleen reached up and started rubbing her head. "Of all the things...why snakes?! Weird...wiggly...noodley...creatures...mnngh...how do I even work with these? Can I move them? I can't style them...oh god they move on their own..."

The eight of the nine snakes, turned their attentions to the two others and wiggled their bodies, seemingly happy to greet the other two while Colleen herself was busy having her own minor existential crises now. The last was patting Colleen's forehead with its body in a seeming sympathetic manner while Collen was having an existential crises over her hair, since that was the most objectionable thing that has happened since the plain crash.