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Hello, brother. An unpleasant surprise seeing you here of all places.

[This guy is about to make your life hell again. Sorry, buddy.]

[And he quirks an eyebrow. Why you of all the people…?]

Nice to see you made it nice and dry out of hell, Liquid. Guess it was too hot for you to handle.

Nothing's too hot for me, dear brother. It seems your mun has found pity and started playing you again, hm? Poor Snake.

[He's an asshole. Ignore him.]

[But why should he ignore you? On the contrary, it's fun to make you pissed off.]

Hmmh then you should've stayed there, for everyone's sake. Even for your mun. You're gonna end up driving that man crazy in the long run.

Hah! What would you know of my mundane's life? I could ask you what you know about mine, since you seek to crowd me with your incessant moaning.

[Someone's in a bad mood. Make that everyday.]

As for your mundane, I know enough to pity him for dealing with you every day. And I don't wanna know about your whereabouts anyway. You pestering me now is more than enough for a lifetime.

[But it's not his fault you're in a bad mood. You make his mood go bad too as well and don't see him complaining around.]

That may be so, yet it still doesn't give you any right to poke your nose into my life. My base and my soldiers. You seem to be like an annoying fly ready to be swat.

[Guess what? He loved swatting flies.]

Yeah, only you were plotting a mass destruction strike on the privacy of your hideout, at the expenses of your soldiers and comrades. That's real kind of you, Liquid. Always so inclusive with everyone around you.

I didn't poke my nose into your life by choice, but might as well do it again to stop you.

[Well good for you, Liquid! This fly is hard to get so good luck swatting it.]

No. That is where you are wrong. My comrades and soldiers were willing enough to die for me because they believed in me and what I could achieve. They were bred for war just like us so believed death was an honour if it came to them.

[So there.]

What you say to me means nothing anyway. You're a government pawn being used by your precious Colonel Campbell. [The blond snarled the last words, took two steps forward and slapped Snake straight in the face with his right hand.]

No. That's where you are wrong.

You didn't earn your comrades's loyalty with ideals but with fear and empty promises. You lied to them, used them, put them in the line for you for nothing, even knowing they would blindly follow you, even die for you. You kept your troops under control only thanks to Mantis, and terrorized every other person under your command so they would remain faithful to you.

You say Campbell manipulated and used me, but you're no better than––

[And that's when it hits him. Liquid's hand across his face, in what seems… a slap. Had he just slapped him across his face? As he holds his redden cheek, he stares at the blond, startless.]

… Meryl's got a heavier hand than yours.

[At that remark Liquid growled and narrowed his eyes at his brother's pride-injuring remark. Was his ego wounded? Hell yes. He wasn't going to let the son of Big Boss beat him that way. No.]

Shut up! I don't care about your pathetic girlfriend!

[The blond growled and launched himself at Snake, aiming to slam his right fist viciously into his brother's stomach, whilst using his other arm to headlock the soldier.]

[And who would have thought Liquid's ego would get so easily hurt. Not like he had been speaking lies, in all honesty. At least from his perspective.]

[He can't really predict the fist landing into the pit of his stomach, punching hard enough to leave him breathless. Although the headlock, albeit uncomfortable, does give David the perfect opening to deliver a clear strike with his elbow into his brother's stomach as well.]

… Got…enough yet?

Enough? I'm just getting warmed up!

[Liquid rasped out feeling a dull ache throb through his stomach region. Damn that elbow to his solar plexus. It bloody hurt! Liquid snarled and grabbed hold of the end of Snake's bandanna and pulled. Dirty fighting? Hell yes.]

Always thought you were better than me, didn't you?

[The blond yanked back the bandanna and aimed for a headbutt against his brother's forehead.]

Edited 2016-08-10 07:44 (UTC)

Snake... you still shouldn't be encouraging that. What if she gets in trouble?

[as if he had never, ever responded to forum RP posts while working on REX. despite the fact that he shouldn't have had clearance to use the open internet at all. #hacking]

I never encourage her being lazy. Can't throw away her computer tough. She'd kill me.

[And of course you won't since it's my work tool! And mun has the feel Otacon might understand her position since computers, please.]

Of course she would!

I swear, you're the only person who could manage to get by without a computer these days...

[Get a low grumble from David because, in all honesty, computers are more of a burden than a commodity for him.]

And why would I need a computer now, Otacon? Machines have only put us in danger.

[That includes Metal Gear, of course.]

They help, too! Computers are tools, they're only as good or evil as the people using them. Without them, you'd have been in a lot more danger. I wouldn't be able to back you up.

I'm not saying you'd need one-- you're the last person who would. Still, it wouldn't kill you to use them a little more. They don't bite.

And I'm glad you're the one backing me up behind the screen. I couldn't think of a more skilled partner than you.

Computers aren't my thing. Been living my life alright apart from them up until now and planning on doing so. Besides, what am I supposed to do with one anyway? Read the news? Check on my e-mail?

[a small, bashful smile.]

Thanks, Snake. That means a lot.

Well, uh... reading the news is a start. And you can shop! Not that we could really have it delivered, or anything. Hey, maybe we could set up a P.O. box, maybe even get Sunny some decent birthday presents. Normal things, things that aren't computer parts. I mean, that's probably what she wants, but she should still have other things.

Oh! And there's games to play, too. I bet you'd like some of them.

Idle hands are the devil's workshop. Maybe you should set a good example.

Let's say she's got to learn a thing or two from me, so not everything has been lost.

I didn't teach her how to skip work on the computer, though.

To my understanding you wouldn't teach her much of anything involving a computer.

Maybe she'd appreciate learning the finer points of weapons handling or how to utilize a cardboard box. [She can't believe she's saying that even as a subtle tease.]

Has it honestly been this long?

Time flies for both the muns and us. But hey... It's not like we have much of a moral ground to say anything. It's been a while since our last decent mission, though with our lack of leads, well. I guess it can't be helped.

It's something to do, no?

More so, maybe longer.

There isn't much to do without trustful sources, yet I wouldn't risk it following a lead out of a whim. Better keep tabs on what we have and move accordingly. For now.

You know I'm not the complacent type as well.

I don't really want to remember the last time I got you following a lead out of "a feeling" [Fake cheerfulness is a go.]

If things continue like this, though... I'm not sure how much longer we can take being inactive. There is a continued production of Metal Gear. You can bet I'm frustrated about not cracking just where yet.

My mun, on the other hand-- let's just say joblessness has had her antsy, but not enough to just get back to work yet.

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