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// Aa, sekai ga nijin de, soredemo suki de irareru ka nante?
[Otacon doesn't normally leave the sanctity of his lab, or the presence of his family, without due cause. When necessary, he detracts the MK4 from its near-constant surveillance of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
worlds_serpent to get what he needs, trusting in James to keep himself safe. But lately, he's starting to realise that while James has settled into this strange world, he hasn't. He hardly knows anyone, and thanks to his promise to Liquid, he doesn't even dare go into the rooms, even as he wants to see what they do with a childlike curiosity that's almost painful to ignore. The younger Liquid told him to learn to deal with the situation, that his confusion over recent events would pass the most he got used to the absurdity - and he has to admit that James keeps him out of the loop a lot. So he picks up his palmtop, syncing it to the laptop (in turn synced with the computers he had set up to control the lab and the MK4 with), the better to spy on keep a protective eye on James with, and slips out after securing the lab against intruders.
Nerves twist and churn in his stomach. The few people he has met here range from "strange" to "psychotic" and he still has bullet scars from previous encounters hidden beneath his jumper. Sometimes they still ache with phantom pains, as if Liquid hadn't painstakingly dug the bullets out and patched him up with painful and determined love in his every movement. But he can't let fear rule him. He won't. He's nowhere near the cowardly state he was in the past, the frightened little otaku that hid away in the locker at the first sign of danger. And he won't hide any more.
Otacon is out of the lab. Out of the house. And out into the Nexus.
Alone.]
worlds_serpent to get what he needs, trusting in James to keep himself safe. But lately, he's starting to realise that while James has settled into this strange world, he hasn't. He hardly knows anyone, and thanks to his promise to Liquid, he doesn't even dare go into the rooms, even as he wants to see what they do with a childlike curiosity that's almost painful to ignore. The younger Liquid told him to learn to deal with the situation, that his confusion over recent events would pass the most he got used to the absurdity - and he has to admit that James keeps him out of the loop a lot. So he picks up his palmtop, syncing it to the laptop (in turn synced with the computers he had set up to control the lab and the MK4 with), the better to Nerves twist and churn in his stomach. The few people he has met here range from "strange" to "psychotic" and he still has bullet scars from previous encounters hidden beneath his jumper. Sometimes they still ache with phantom pains, as if Liquid hadn't painstakingly dug the bullets out and patched him up with painful and determined love in his every movement. But he can't let fear rule him. He won't. He's nowhere near the cowardly state he was in the past, the frightened little otaku that hid away in the locker at the first sign of danger. And he won't hide any more.
Otacon is out of the lab. Out of the house. And out into the Nexus.
Alone.]
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[There appears to be a dinosaur wearing a nurse's hat being chased off by a four-armed boy and a girl with a frying pan. Eggs may be involved in this masterpiece.]
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[Otacon comes a little closer, staring at the "artwork".]
That's pretty good. [A frying pan? ...that looked... like-?] Sunny? You know Sunny?
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[He jumps at being caught, but calms immediately when he realizes it's a Hal.]
You think so? Really?
[He grins happily, Arms waving in happy patterns.]
Yeah, I've met two Sunnys! One of them helped me escape from a dinosaur and the other cooked me eggs!
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[He smiles a little, trying to be reassuring. The arms are a little off-putting and he's not sure if he's met this kid before or not - he seems familiar, but that might just be the similarity to a certain brother of Liquid's.]
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[He bounces a little on the balls of his feet, one Arm moving back to continue scribbling on the wall, since there was going to be no apparent punishment for doing so. It's not like the nexus would run out of walls anytime soon, anyway.]
Do all Hals have Sunnys?
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Liquid's a DADDY?!
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[A pause.]
Those, are, uh... very good drawings.
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[His grin broadens at the comment and he points to each of them in turn.]
That's Miss Fortune! I've met two of her so far; she's super-nice and splashes in puddles with me. That one's Mr. Vamp...He used to be my friend, but I'm still mad at him for something. I drew him so Miss Fortune wouldn't get lonely.
[He's really proud of the last one and it can be seen in the way he holds his head up high.]
An' this one's me an' Daddy an' Solid an' Liquid!
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[He laughs a little.]
I see... I think I recognised most of them, actually.
[So this kid really was... Solidus.]
Solidus...
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[His name startles his out of his thoughts.]
Yeah?
[He assumes Hal knows him because of the big-hims and the Snake Arms.]
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[A soft smile. No matter how bad things got, no matter what Solidus did... he's not going to take it out on a kid.]
Nothing... I just suddenly realised who you were.
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[He cheers excitedly.]
It's the Snake Arms, right? They're not as big as the ones big-me has, but I like them lots!
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[It's worrying, to hear that from a child. Solidus can't possibly know how intense the Patriots are... how frightening.]
No, just the fact that you mentioned who your brothers are.
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I hope I don't go home, though. I like living here where I have Moms. If I do get sent back, I'm gonna look for my real Mommy.
What are they like in your world? Do we get along? Is it one where Big Shell happens?
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...yes, it was. But that's alright too. Everything turned out alright. [A pause.] I... don't know much about the other Snakes.
[He is trying hard not to tell the little one that in his world, Solid went nuts.]
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Sorry...
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It all turned out for the best. Nobody got hurt. [As far as he knows, Liquid didn't tell him about Fortune.]
Well... you. [He looked a little downcast.] But in the end it was alright. Emma and everyone helped stop the Patriots, and James is pretty fond of your older self, you know, even after all that. He's not holding it agaisnt you.
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[Solidus sits as well, opting to press against Hal's side.]
Emma? I met an Emma here...She's nice.
[He looks a little cheered that Hal and Liquid aren't upset at him, though.]
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[He smiled a little at the closeness.]
Emma is my little sister.
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You mostly play with Solid and Fox though, so I don't know you too well.