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[Shutting off the codec, wincing at the ringing it left in his head, he holds the P90 in his hand for a moment. He's considering just shooting Snake in the back before deciding against it. Ames was right. He couldn't rely on Snake, or anyone. Even Ocelot, as much as he trusted him, could not be relied on. If Solid wanted to fight, he'd fight him. But he'd do it honestly, face to face. He owed Solid that much.

He walks leisurely to the lobby, the exoskeleton hidden beneath the coat he was wearing. He is armed and ready. If Solid wants a fight, he'll get one.]

...I'm here, Solid. There's no reason to yell.

[Already pointing his weapon at him, fire in his eyes.]

...Hnnn... You were behind it all, huh. You never really cared to end this war at all, did you? Just playing me like you've played everyone else... You goddamn politician.

This is why I don't give a shit about our country. Playing me like this... Like always.

Behind-? Oh. You spoke to Liquid.

[He doesn't seem to care about the weapon aimed at him at all.]

What's past is past, Solid. Shadow Moses is over. I died for my crimes, or at least I'm going to. Forget the past. I meant what I said when I agreed to help you. If you choose to battle then I will fight you, but it's your hand holding the gun, Solid. [I can't trust you or anyone. I'm sorry. His thoughts are far different to his words. His mind is already made up.]

[He draws the P90, discarding the coat to reveal the exoskeleton underneath.]

[At first, he feels a harsh pang in his heart when Solidus seems to respond so calmly... Like he never cared at all. Old Snake glares, narrowing his eyes, focusing. He shifts his feet, keeping his eyes locked on Solidus. His psyche gauge is wavering, but he doesn't know what else to do.]

... I trusted you, Solidus... And you went behind my back, and killed Volgin, despite me telling you not to! Did you really think I'd just let it be?!

[Slowly reaches to his belt, readying a stun grenade.]

Volgin hurt you. He would have killed you.

[He raises the gun, unable to believe that again, after all this, he's pointing a gun at his brother.]

If you want to fight, know that I won't stand down and let you kill me.

[Not now, not ever. That's not his style.]

He stopped. I can't afford to have my allies turn on me, but he stopped before he killed me.

That doesn't say much about you, you kept going and killed him! [Getting ready. His hands were trembling slightly now, but he doesn't hesitate anymore. Grabbing the stun grenade, he suddenly tosses it out at Solidus, and rolls to the side.]

[! He knocks it aside with one of the Snake Arms, looking away as it detonates. Even as he hears it, he aims in the direction Solid rolled to and fires.]

He deserved what he got! I saw you, I saw how you responded to it! You were broken! I couldn't let him get away with that.

[About to fire, but he notices Solidus following his movements, and he rolls further, grabbing one of his normal grenades. Trying to bite off the tab is a little harder when rolling, but this isn't his first battle. He rips it off and tosses the grenade, hoping it use it as a distraction before aiming at Solidus's head and firing. Though, he switches out the m9 soon after with his M4 Custom (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/metalgear/images/c/cf/AR-15.jpg).]

I still told you NOT to!!

[Before it can hit, he uses the booster on the back of the exoskeleton to cross the room, stopping behind him and drawing Kyowato (http://metalgear.wikia.com/wiki/Solidus_Snake#Weapons). He swings the sword at the shoulder of the arm holding the gun, intending to disable rather than kill.]

I don't follow your orders, brother. If this is the thanks I get for avenging you... then so be it!

[Grunts, throwing himself out of the way. He's too damn fast with that exoskeleton. At this rate, he won't be able to get close, but Snake's not a man to give up too easily. He's a sitting duck where he is, but he begins to open fire on Solidus, remember the man's ability to deflect bullets. He'll use it to buy time if he has to.]

Hhhrraaaa!!!

[He's distracted enough by the bullets to hold off on attacking for a minute or two, but once Snake stops to reload, he raises the P90 and fires again.]

[This isn't going as planned. He chokes loudly as he moves to dodge, though his arm is struck badly by several shots. He pants heavily through gritted teeth, tossing out another stun grenade while trying to run from Solidus. He decidedly picked a bad fighting location, since there was nothing to hide behind, and loading with a shot arm was... a very bad decision. He wonders if he can lead Solidus into a narrow hallway, as to limit his use of the boost. So, he begins to run to one of the hallways, grunting with each step.]

[Solidus follows, his expression carefully blank despite the chaos that reigned in his mind. He seems to have regressed somewhat to the old state, that psychotic, unfeeling personality that been behind so many of his colder actions. It's easier, this way. Easier to supress those raging emotions that are going on inside his mind. There is no reason to feel guilt. He has to do what he has to do. But he doesn't want to do it. The third of the three "Sons of Big Boss", the closest to Big Boss in so many ways, is uncertain, and he doesn't like it one bit. He knows what Snake is up to. He still follows.]

[Replacing the ammunition, he eventually gains access to the hallway, turning around and firing off another round at Solidus, before reaching behind him, a hand gripping his stun knife, ready. If he has to, he'll allow one of those snake arms to bring him in close... If he has to die, he'll go all out. He finds himself choking out words now, hating the silence.]

Solidus!

It's so easy for you to say "put it in the past"... So easy, but... How could you put us through that!? Liquid and I... It never had to be that way, why did you start it?! What was the purpose of it all!? Why'd you arrange Shadow Moses?! Or will you hide that from me, too!!?

[His throat feels like it's going to seize up. He knows he'll start coughing before the end of this fight, probably even have another nano attack. All he could think about was drinking with this man, tackling him, wrestling with him... The man saw him naked and vulnerable and took care of him despite this. So then why were they fighting now? ... Pride. And trust. These two things, broken, or on the verge of it, was apparently more important than the love of two brothers. It was worth killing the other over to maintain. It made no sense, and yet this was what was being carried out.]

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It doesn't have to be like this, Solid.

[He knows it will. Solid's blood must be burning with righteous vengeance by now. He doesn't want to kill the man, but he doesn't want to die again. Is there any other way this can end?]

It's easy to say because it's easy for me to do. I long supressed my guilt over the past, brother. Guilt interferes with the things you have to do. Don't let it interfere with this.

[He doesn't offer an explanation. Solid wouldn't understand.]

That doesn't tell me shit, Solidus! Don't waste political speeches on me! I'm not talking to George Sears, I'm talking to you!

[Grits his teeth, aiming, somewhat crouched.]

Don't you tell me what it doesn't have to be like-- You should have listened to your own words before you murdered Volgin! If this war weren't happening, and he'd done that to me, I would have gotten revenge myself, but we need as many allies as we can get-- I thought if I didn't take revenge, it would have been some sort of symbol for the resistance!

I thought symbols were important to politicians! But you're proving everything is just about lies and money. No one cares about truth, trust. Not anymore!

[Aims at his legs and opens fire.] Hhhraghhh!!

[He half-snarls his response, looking both shocked and angry.]

Lies? Money? Neither of those is important to me! All I've done, all I've ever done, is lie for them, for those same people that did this to us! You're right, Solid! I'm a politician. I know how to lie, how to deceive, how to make everything look peachy. But I'm a man too, Solid! And I hated him for doing that to you. To hell with the war. You're family, and I couldn't bear seeing you suffering like that because of some overgrown fool!

[He'd gotten distracted. He'd gotten too wrapped up in his anger to react in time, too wrapped up to even think of trying to stop the bullets or even dodge. Below the exoskeleton's protection. He bites back a shriek of pain as they tore into his legs, making him buckle and fall.]

[For a moment, he feels the urge to rush to Solidus' side, but his legs refuse to move. That's right, he did this to Solidus. They were fighting. Rushing to help his enemy wasn't the wise thing to do, and Snake was no martyr.]

Hnn...

[He'd managed to tear him down at least, but those Snake Arms would still be a problem.]

If it means saving as many people as I can in this place, I'll do whatever it takes. My life is not worth the many that live here, you should understand that! We don't have time for the liberty to start attacking our own men, just because we feel it's justice! What if Big Boss attacked us after that?! Volgin and I have a plan to take him out, and you're busy... Thinking up a way to kill him!?

[He starts to move closer, gritting his teeth still from the horrid pain in his arm, but he continues moving.]

I appreciate you worrying about me, Solidus, but this is war. And I'm not giving up on it yet. You can punch as many soldiers as you want, but don't do it for my sake. I want nothing to do with you anymore!!

[He tries to get up, but the pain in his legs is too much. He listens to Solid's words almost expressionlessly, though they cut into him like knives. He uses one of the Snake Arms to grab onto a support beam, forcing himself back up onto his feet and using it for support. His legs are shaking in agony, but he's not going to stand down so easily. Not even after hearing that.]

...I... was never part of your plans anyway, right?

[He growls the words through gritted teeth.]

I never am. You forget, brother. I was born to be a tool, not a warrior. A puppet. I don't think the way you do.

[Slowly, he raises the P90 again, aiming it with a shaking hand, and pulls the trigger. There's a click as it dry-fires. Empty.]

...heh. It's not worth talking. You've made up your mind, and even if I tried to change it there would be no effect.

[He's just so sick of this already. Sick of everything.]

[Advances closer, very cautiously. He's panting, but he's still trying to remain as calm as he can.]

You were part of my plans at first, Solidus. You were my strongest ally here... I trusted you.

You talk about being a puppet, a tool... But what does that make me? I was played by a tool. I've been a tool for so many people, even though me and Fox denied it so much. As much as we tried to break away from being used, we were used all the more.

You really think we were created so differently? I may have been born to be a soldier, but no one ever saw me as anything but a tool. Something to be used, something expendable. That's why I'm as old as I am at 42, that's why you are, too.

I didn't even know I had a third brother until the Big Shell happened... But learning that my greatest ally here orchestrated the incident that changed my life forever...

I can't just let it go.

If I get out of here, I'll become a biological weapon that will kill thousands of people. I'm not going to become a tool to this damn FoxDie inside of me, I'm going to kill myself before I'll be used again.

[Points the M4 at Solidus' head, his arm trembling somewhat.]

Were you willing to go that far?

...some sacrifices are necessary. Liquid was one of them. You... were supposed to be one too. I don't know how you survived. You were supposed to be dead long before this. It would have been easier for both of us.

[He shakes his head, trying to regain his composure.]

Sacrifices are necessary for the greater good.

[The free Snake Arm latches onto Snake suddenly, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up. He doesn't want to kill the man, only choke him into unconsciousness if he can, but he knows Snake won't offer the same courtesy. He owes Snake nothing, and yet he can't bring himself to kill the man.]

It wasn't luck, but my own willpower. [Doesn't seem to notice the Snake Arm creeping up on him.]

Sacrifices? Bold words coming from a cowa-- Hhckghh!

[Drops his M4, suddenly gasping as he's lifted into the air by one of the Snake Arms, his throat in a tight grip. He's not as strong as he used to be, and with his throat already starting to seize (or at least feel like it), he can feel his stamina depleting quickly. Snake chokes and gasps, his good arm prying at the snake arm... Though the injured one still carries the stun knife... It has a good electrical charge, although it's mainly for stunning his foes... However, if he gets a decent stab inside of something and activates the stun... Like on something metallic, he wonders what would happen.

Struggling to breathe, he raises his wounded, bloody arm and suddenly jams the stun knife into the snake arm, activating the stun ability.]

[He's still recovering from the electrocution Volgin gave him, so the unexpected charge is even worse for him. The arms both release their prizes, one dropping Snake to the ground, the other relinguishing Solidus' weight to his injured legs, making him fall. He lies there, the knife's charge still rippling through him, making him scream. It's ironic, somehow, that it should be electricity. He almost blacks out, his weakened body unable to handle it, but he manages to sever the connection in time. The Snake Arms lie discarded beside him as he tries to recover enough to move. He needs to grab his sword, to reload his gun, anything, but it's hard to move, somehow. The electricity left him drained and damaged.]

[Collapses to the floor, choking and gasping for breath, coughing violently. For a brief moment there, the electric charge of the stun knife had gone through him as well, though it wasn't at all as long as Solidus' treatment, though it still scared the old soldier. He didn't like electricity. Not at all. Using it against his own brother...

This was a fight, he could see he had the upper-hand. It was now or never. With the knife still jammed in the snake arm, he reaches weakly for the M4, taking out some more ammunition. Amidst his coughing and rough panting, it's rather hard to focus, but he has to. Popping the ammunition into the gun, he tosses the empty cartridge across the hall, and slowly stands up, dizzily. Focusing the solid eye, Snake aims the M4 right at Solidus' head, staring for a very long time. He has the enemy right where he wants him.]

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