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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.]
Will he sadfase?
[The nexus needs more of that.]
Yes. Yes he will. And angrrface. And possibly shoot something.
I see. It must have been odd.
Kinky sex with Talib, too?
Enough about me...Is there anyplace in particular you'd like to go? If I know the room I could escort you there.
Hell yes. Expect him to be more aggressive too.
[He smiles a little, lost in thought.]
Talib will enjoy that, but be disappoint that his ship isn't canon
Hm? Which ship is that?
Aulid/Cuteacon. At least in the memes.
[He turns and motions for Hal to follow him to the elevator. Normally he'd take the stairs, but figured that Hal wasn't up to climbing the several floors to the top of the building.]
Awwww. How sweet.
Alright. But it should be fine.
[He follows happily, a lot more at ease than usual.]
Talib would be a secret romantic is he wasn't a nutjob.
[He hides his thoughts behind a friendly smile and tries to make small-talk.]
Hn...do you know anything about "crazy women" who'd attack versions of myself?
[Small talk fail.]
Adorable. Also I need to talk to you once you get online. /fixed
[He shrugged a little, smiling.]
Thanks. I'll be on when I get home, so 30 min after I respond here
[Solshine frowns slightly at the recollection of that alternate.]
It's bad enough the guy seems to have been raised by dogs or something.
I don't think anyone saw it. And alright!
[Hal frowns too, offering a slightly cautious smile.]
I guess all that can be done is to try to help him, right?
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Yeah. Someone's been teaching him to speak, I think, and I managed to get a wheelchair for him. It's just...Really strange to see a version of myself in that state.
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[There's a ding and the doors open onto the rooftop.]
Shall we?
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[He grins a little.]
After you.
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So, what do you think of the view?
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Dizzying is his first thought as he steps to the railing, peering over it with slightly wide eyes. It's stunning, absurd. So high that nothing else could be seen, not anywhere - if anything existed beyond the building itself.
He felt a wave of dizziness overcome him and closed his eyes, forcing himself to take deep breaths.]
...incredible.
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