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[imthe_shit]

[Slowly waking up, he was still aching, his body numb. He seemed to be in a room of white... death hadn't even been his first assumption. He knew he was in someone's care. Death wasn't that easy, not for someone like him. He's not wearing clothes, he can't feel the suit on his body... but he's got a blanket over his midsection. He can feel the slight differences in temperature.]

Hhnnn...

[His dreams were inconsistent. Ranging from memories of torture from Ocelot in Shadow Moses, to making Otacon eat Sunny's shitty eggs, to lying under a truck with a sniper rifle. They were the kind of dreams that made you want to throw up with how... everywhere they were. He tries to sit up, but can't find the strength to move. Obviously being electrocuted at his physical age wasn't the best for him. He probably needed a while to recover... And that lowered his optimism even more than before.]

...Hhrrh... [He turns his head slightly, looking at the empty chair next to him. A guest chair... He half expected to see Otacon sitting in it, but there was no one. He sighs, closing his eyes. It felt like it was going to be a long recovery.]

Comments

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

...

[Snrrrk]

[roarofthunder.livejournal.com]

They're delicious! [He smiles happily.] You're welcome!

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

...I'm not going to run anywhere, brother. You are going to get better soon and we are going to take down that man together. Relax. I may be more of a politician than a soldier, but I understand the importance of morale.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Likes the sound of it, though he's a bit depressed about having to be in a wheelchair. Damn old manness.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Nods, tightening his grip ever so slightly.] Hhnrn... Solidus... How bad is it...

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Psyche gauge boosts a bit at that.] But I don't think I can eat anything... Won't even let me smoke in here. [HINT. HINT.]

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

Perhaps Otacon can outfit you with rocket boosters or something similar.

[He would, too.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

Well, you're not in the best of shape, but it doesn't look like anything too permanent. I think you'll recover with time, but considering that attack you just had, I'd say you need someone to stay with you. Do you want a mirror?

[He's assuming the attack was due to the wounds.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Nods his head slowly, wanting to see how he looks.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Rocket boosters, huh. That doesn't sound too bad.

[roarofthunder.livejournal.com]

They're not in here now. [He gets the cigarettes out of the basket and hands them to him.]

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

. . .


He'd probably enjoy that far too much.

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

Just a minute.

[Solidus isn't sure about showing him the state of himself, but Solid is a big, tough soldier, so he should be fine. He quickly returns to Snake's side with a mirror.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Takes a cigarette from the box, and places it in his mouth.] ...If you light it, don't light me, too.

[roarofthunder.livejournal.com]

...I won't, I promise.

[He lights it carefully.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

He would.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Looks at himself in the mirror, and releases a long, disappointed grumbling groan.]

Hnnnrr...

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

Don't sound so unhappy. It isn't that bad. [He sets the mirror aside. He's a hypocrite, he knows, because he's sure he'd be upset over it too, but...]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Hums a bit, then takes a drag, exhaling in pleasure. Even with his body like this, it's still his breath of fresh air.]

Hnnn...

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

I look like some comic book villain... [Psyche gauge drops a bit.]

[roarofthunder.livejournal.com]

[Volgin watches him carefully, pleased to see him relaxing.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

You look like a man who's been badly hurt and is recovering. [He smirks.] Once the bandages come off, you'll probably be fine. With any luck, you won't end up as scarred as the man who did this to you.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

Hm. Almost charming, really.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Smirks.] Maybe it's a bad thing.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

Otacon? As long as he remembers what not to attach rockets to, it hardly matters.