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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]

...What? I'm not the only Liquid here that didn't die on Shadow Moses?

[Or...was it himself from the future? Damn, that sounded insane--but it was possible.]

I just found a doujin and someone looks like Liquid. It makes me laugh.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

It was you. Heart broken, too.

[Brings a shaking hand to his face, touching the side that's not burnt, then sliding it over his forehead.]

You broke down in front of me... At least, he did. Something about Naomi taking Hal away from you.

*gigglesnort*

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

. . .

[It took Liquid at least thirty seconds to process this.]

What?! That woman from FOXHOUND?!

[Liquid would never 'break down' in front of anyone. Ever. But if Hal left him--no, he wouldn't. Hal would never leave him...right?]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Nods his head slowly.]

One and the same.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

...that doesn't make sense, brother.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Doesn't it?

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

No, it bloody doesn't.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Tilts his head, then sighs.] Maybe you shouldn't meet your older self.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

...I have to. I need to find out what happened.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Don't blame me if you don't like what you hear.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

...tch.

[Liquid sighed, sitting down and crossing his arms.]

This place is bloody insane.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Going to have to agree with you there.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

[He didn't speak after that, running a hand through his hair.]

[Okay, he was here. What now?]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Is quiet, too. He then smirks.] So, husband, you'll be wheeling me around in a wheelchair until I fully recover. How do you feel about that?

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

. . .

When hell freezes over.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'm proof of that.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Hnnrr... Maybe I can play bumper cars with Ivan.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

...

[Snrrrk]

[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.]

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

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

[He would, too.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

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

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

. . .


He'd probably enjoy that far too much.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

He would.

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

Hm. Almost charming, really.