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[Otacon's relived to open the door and see Snake behind it. He's been pretty concerned that Snake never returned after they spoke in the Bite Room, but since codec seems to be temperamental here the only thing to do was wait to run into him again. He opens his mouth intending to say hello--]

...again, Snake?

[--And is derailed by the new injuries Old Snake is sporting. He sounds exasperated, but as soon as the words are out of his mouth he's moving forward to examine the new bruising on Snake's neck. At least it doesn't look too bad...]

... [Looks down, feeling a little regretful of coming, but he nods his head.]

Yeah... If I took my shirt off you could look at bruising there, too. Or can I at least come in before you do?

[Yeah, he sounds pretty annoyed. He doesn't really mean to, but... well... He's just old and grumpy at times.]

[He backs off, the tone stings just a bit. He's gotten pretty used to Snake being moody at times over the years, but his Snake has none of Old Snake's depressing old man powers.]

Huh? Oh...sorry. Come in.

[Steps away to let Snake into the apartment, closing the door behind them. He's silent for a moment, hanging by the door and looking Snake over, unsure how he should proceed.]

[Walks in, placing the bag of items on the bed. He looks around, his shoulders sag somewhat. The silence is uncomfortable, and Snake sighs.]

... Sorry for snapping... I'm not... angry at you.

[Otacon still feels vaguely guilty, like he's said something wrong without realizing. He gets a little closer, unable to fight the urge to make sure that Snake is alright, beneath the bandages and the new bruises.]

...I was worried about you. When you didn't come back after-- You just disappeared.

... [Nods his head.] I meant to come back. I didn't mean to leave you there... but I was attacked. Vamp. I called Solidus to help me, without realizing the man would try to keep his appearances up above all else...

Solidus and I... despite our fighting... We're close. Ever since we met each other here, we've been close. I guess it took me to grow up some to actually think about the trials he'd been through in order to understand him some. [Shakes his head.] But he and Vamp... They were in Dead Cell together. I assumed he'd come to help me, but instead he pretended to want to kill me. I was so weak... I didn't have the sneaking suit on, I was sore and tired, moving hurt after Vamp kicked me repeatedly in the gut, the ribs...

Vamp threw me out of the room, telling me that he was going to kill me. I met with Solidus later but...

[Sighs, taking a seat on the bed.]

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[A small smile]...wouldn't be the first time you kept me waiting, I guess.

Vamp again. [He scrubs his face with his hands and sits down next to Snake with a sigh.]

...Snake. I'm not going to pretend to understand what you've gone through here. Or even, you know, what's happened to you in the years it's been since my time.
But...I'm sorry. I--I know how hard it is for you to get close to people--but it sounds to me like Solidus can't be trusted. If you can't count on him to help you out in a situation like that-- [he shakes his head.]

[He resists the urge to ask about his injuries. Snake's smart enough to get help when he needs it. He's obviously well enough to be up and about.]

As for Vamp...we'll figure something out. We have to.

... [Shakes his head, then lowers it.]

No... I... I spoke with Solidus... At that time. He apologized to me... but I understand where you're coming from.

[Suddenly takes his shirt off, revealing the much harsher bruises, and the satisfactory job of bandages used on his wounds.]

You're right. I wonder if I'm getting softer or something here. [Rubs his head.]

...I trust your judgment, Snake. But I don't trust him. I can't. Not after what happened in Manhattan.
Just--watch your step, okay?

[Hal's pretty visibly distressed at the state of him. He sets his jaw, swallowing hard.] ...Looks like it hurts. You should take a couple days off. Rest up. This place will probably still be standing when you get back on your feet.

You know...I think it's just this place. People need something to do with themselves. They've been pulled out of their lives and placed into a sort of limbo....All that energy has to be directed somewhere. Unfortunately for us, a lot of the people here tend to be the type that enjoy violence.

[Nods his head, acknowledging Otacon's opinion. He looks at him, then places a strong hand on his friend's shoulder.]

And we have the rebellion to try and protect ourselves. Big Boss told me it was pointless to fight... But I can't just quit. If people can be protected, then I'll do what I have to do protect them. This place is different... And I understand that. So my mission here has changed, too.

[He gives a bit of a smirk.] You're right, though. My mission won't run away from me if I hang low for a couple of days.

[He reaches up to his shoulder and takes Snake's hand.]
It's a good mission, Snake. But even the legendary Solid Snake needs a break now and then.

About the rebellion. I already told Liquid I'd do whatever I can to help. I don't think I even need to tell you the same. I'm at your disposal.

Wording it like that makes it sound like I'll be getting rid of you. [Grabs a fistful of Otacon's hair, but doesn't tug at it.]

The only thing I'm getting rid of is this color.

What-Hey! [He jerks away instinctively and ends up pulling his own hair. Ow.]

[He's been so preoccupied with worrying about Snake that he'd totally forgotten that part of their conversation in the Bite Room.]

W-what? You mean right now?

[... Lets go, but he can't help giving Otacon a 'you're stupid sometimes' look. He grabs the bag of products.]

What do you think I brought this crap here for?

[Shoves it into his chest.]

[Fumbles with the bag, but catches it. He looks inside.]

This is a lot of stuff.

[He looks back up at Snake with a grin.]

...We doing yours too?

...

[Blinks, then tilts his head.] Hnn... If you want to... I don't think an old man like me would look good with black hair...

I was just joking, Snake. [He waves a hand, laughing a little.] Nah, we'll leave it. It looks good on you. The grey. Better than it ever did on me, anyway.

...Besides, then we'd have to do your mustache, too.

[Raises a brow, then touches his mustache.] Yeah, gray hair was never really your color.

[Suddenly self conscious, he runs a hand through his hair.]
Yeah, you sounded pretty sure that black would be better.

[Smirks a bit.] Don't get me wrong, brown was good, too... Just with that Vamp guy impersonating you, we better not take any chances.

[Stands up.] We should get to the hair dyeing now, you can help me redress my wounds if you want while we let the dye sit.

[Frowns.] I'm still kind of hoping that was just some sort of bad joke.

[He follows suit and stands, leading Snake over toward the bathroom. It would probably be best to have a sink nearby if they were going to be making a mess in his new place.]

[Follows over, taking out some gloves to protect his skin from the dye. He's offering to help Otacon with this because... well... He wants to spend time with him. He's missed his friend so much.]

Guess... Sit on the toilet or something. Put a towel on, take your glasses off.

[It's a good thing he's helping, 'cause Otacon sure wouldn't be able to do this himself. He does as he's told, sitting down and draping a towel around his neck. He takes his glasses off and holds them loosely in his hands, watching Snake move blurrily around.]

[Looks at him, then takes out one of the bottles from the bag, examining the instructions.] Hnn... Says to apply it on dry hair... "Apply color to dry hair, massaging from roots to ends."

[Looks at Otacon and smirks.] Massage, huh? You're lucky. [Opens the bottle, getting a decent amount of the dye on his palm, before slapping it (somewhat lightly) onto Otacon's head... and starting to "massage it". He wasn't that great at this, but at least he was trying... He's sort of rubbing his hands around Otacon's head, trying to be thorough.]

Ack! T-that's cold! [And wet. And now Snake's got his fingers in his scalp. He can't help but tense up at first, but he relaxes after a minute. It actually feels kind of nice.]

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/mun crawls out from under a friggin rock or something

*CLINGS*

<3

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=3

*steals away*

/has had a hell of a week.

*offers as many snuggles as possible*

/gladly accepts any and all snuggles.

*luffs*

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pfft. Nice segue, Snake.

XD

I lol'd

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CLINGS

steals away

offers as many snuggles as possible

luffs