//hello darkness my old friend

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[Otacon had managed to hit a stroke of good luck around here; things were nice, really nice. Even if he was in a bit of a weird place as far as relationships went, he was happy for the moment.]

[And then the lights went out as he was walking to the kitchen. Now Otacon wasn't exactly afraid of the dark, strictly speaking.]

I...Ivan? Liquid? A...anyone?

[He was afraid of what might have been in it.]

[For breakuliquid and eventually viscous_serpent]

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[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, y'know what? Forget the sandwich, Otacon was just going to go back to his room and find a flashlight. He stumbled slightly, moving a little closer to the door.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[There we are~! He body tackles the moving shadow the noise had come from, intending to restrain and confirm identity]

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Ah--?! L-Let go! [Otacon struggled the best that he could, trying to push whoever this was off of him.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Contact! Talib is no longer blinded, his sense of touch and his training are enough to twist the man below him onto his belly and straddle him. Arms are pinned and a knife is suddenly very close to Hal's throat]

Hal Emmerich, I presume?

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

... [He froze up at the touch of cold metal, whimpering in fear.]

Y'yes...who're...?

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Smirks]

I believe we met before in a room. My name is Talib...

[The knife presses against the skin]

And I have a few questions for you~

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

...oh, god. You're...you're the one he told me about...

Wh-what do you want?

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

He told you about me? I'm curious now...what did my dear pet say about me?

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Don't talk about Liquid like that--! He t-told me exactly who you are.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

*Snap*

[Sorry Otacon. You probably needed that finger. Talib smiles]

I can talk about my little whore any way I please...Or did he not tell you how he begged for my cock not a week ago?

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[Otacon cried out in pain, trying to get away]

P-please...let go...

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Tell me what I want to know and I'll think about it~

[He places a kiss to the back of Hal's neck as if in apology]

What did he tell you about me~?

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[He shivered at that, whimpering in fear despite how he tried not to.]

He...t-told me you tortured him.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Did he tell you what else I did to him, when I came to the nexus? What I did to his friends~?

[The knife stays at Hal's throat]

I'm going to let you up. Slowly. If you try anything, I will take your eyes.

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[He didn't answer that, instead focusing on his attempts to stop shaking.]

...

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

*Snap*

[Another finger. The knife draws a thin line of blood]

DO AS I SAY!

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

[Otacon cried out again at that, shakily getting to his feet.]

...P...please don't do this.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

It's very simple, you know!

[Talib lectures him as he stands]

Be obedient and I have no need to punish you! For example...

Strip. Now.

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Wh-what?! No way!

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Talib slams his face into the wall...except there isn't one. Hal ends up bent over the stove-top...Talib can work with this.]

You don't listen very well, do you?

[Click...Click...Click...That's the sound of Talib turning the burner on. It's the one RIGHT IN FRONT of Hal's face]

Are you going to be an obedient little pet or will I have to punish you?

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

. . .

...o-okay. Please...p-please don't...

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Kisses the back of his neck again, then pulls him up by the hair]

Too bad. A face as pretty as yours needs something ugly.

[Dips down to lick the blood at Hal's neck]

I have an idea, pet. If I can find something ugly about you, I won't add anything~

[The knife taps Otacon's shirt]

Now...Take those off.

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Ah--nnh, o-okay...

[Shaking uncontrollably, he took off his labcoat and shirt.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[A hand runs languorously over the exposed flesh, taunting him as it feels for imperfections. Talib is slow, but thorough. The knife lowers to trace pointedly against the man's trousers.]

...

Nothing above, pretty one...

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

A-ah--st-stop, please...