In my restless dreams, I see that hospital.

[starofchaos]

[This currently-comatose Liquid had been in the hospital.

But then again, Ocelot had been there too.

Now Ocelot was gone and so was the hospital and Liquid didn't know or care anyway because on the Glasgow coma scale he was on the deepest level. Unresponsive and unaware, he simply lay there in the hallway, bandages wrapped around his head where he had been injured with the pipe.

How had he gotten there? Nobody knows. He simply was.

Perhaps the Nexus had shifted. Perhaps he had teleported or been kidnapped or simply wished himself there. Perhaps a dog was behind it all.

There was a hospital here. It's gone now.

Liquid Snake lies helpless and alone in an empty hall of the Nexus.]

(BLAME CHAT FOR THIS. Trip over/help/guilt trip/molest, do what you like 's long as it's not fatal. He's largely unresponsive but might slip from a 3 on the glasgow scale up to possible a 5 or a 6 over time. :T)

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[bossuboku.livejournal.com]

[;A; A DEAD LIQUID?!] Hey, son! Son? Son? Son? Son? Liquid? Son? Son? [Shaking him does nothing?] Son? ...Y-You are dead aren't you? Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! [Hug]

[starofchaos]

[In case BB missed the memo, Liquid is breathing. A lot harsher now that he's been shook - thank you, Father, for almost killing him; did you notice the bandages at all? - but he's breathing.]

LOL Canadaquid

[bossuboku.livejournal.com]

! Oh! You're alive. I thought you were dead, son! You know you shouldn't be lying on the ground. You'll get a cold! And you'll get all dirty! [D:] Should I help you walk around?

[starofchaos]

[There is only silence. Liquid being comatose makes it hard for him to respond. He may be drooling a little on Jack's shoulder.]

[bossuboku.livejournal.com]

I guess you're pretty tired. I...I'll be right back! I'll get you a bed! And then you don't have to lie on the floor! [Pats Liquid on the back and lays him back on the floor gently then runs off to his room to get blankets and a mattress. U__U]

[therealraikov.livejournal.com]

[And Raikov is just walkin' enjoying being Raikov. He doesn't notice the BODY ON THE FLOOR until it's right under foot- literally. He half-stepped-on, half tripped over Liquid.]

/What the hell?/

[starofchaos]

...

[Yeah, sorry, Raikov, he's busy being comatose and all. All he can really do is just lie there. When he wakes up, he'll have a nice bruise though. Dick.]

[therealraikov.livejournal.com]

[...heh.]

[Unresponsive dude in the hall? Oh the possibilities!]

[CROTCHGRAB]

[starofchaos]

RASPEGBD TRTASASDFHJYJFGTNJVBNJGHJY AFDFGHTHFBG ASFDGFHJKLYUPJKKDBLXGHYUXL;VM SPFIGHJIFG VERBUCDFS[FGDPFGKDOFHJNUFGIHJMHMK-

[Yes, the comatose man is basically speaking Cthulhu at you, Raikov. At high volumes. And nothing but his lips is moving.]

[therealraikov.livejournal.com]

/Holy Hell/

[That seemed to set off Raikov's fight or flight and it seems his body decided to pick fight, because he just punched Liquid in the closest thing to his hand- which was his dick.]

[identitycircuit.livejournal.com]

[The comatose Liquid, in the middle of the hallway. What in the world... perhaps he had thought far too highly of the younger version of that traitor.]

Brother, one must wonder what sort of bar you used to measure against your allies.

[His room would be safe for the moment. Transporting this version of himself, with this injury, however... it would prove far too problematic.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid hadn't bothered with a bar. He had simply fallen into his relationship with Ocelot without thinking and would have been very annoyed if he'd heard that. As it was, he was largely unresponsive. The voice vaguely penetrated into his mind but the words made no sense and his mind was incapable of translating them into heard speech. He remained still and silent, unmoving. Nothing short of pain stimuli was going to get a response out of him now.]

[identitycircuit.livejournal.com]

[The best he could do was pick this version of himself up over his shoulder. Until Ocelot decided to return from wherever he had buggered off to, he would have to take care of this Liquid. And perhaps even after, if Ocelot neglected to give a good reason as to why this man, a man he had obviously cared deeply about, was left unguarded in a hallway.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid's lips moved almost silently, his breathing coming somewhat harsh as he was lifted. Like that, his airways were further constricted and it was more difficult to breathe. In the back of his mind he had the vague recognition of warmth - odd, that. Perhaps it was Ocelot. Perhaps not. Who knew?]

[identitycircuit.livejournal.com]

[He noted the harsher breathing, scowling. Little he could do about that until he got him to his room. Liquid walked as quickly as he could, keeping an eye out for threats]

[jackal-hunter.livejournal.com]

[Finding strange things in the Nexus was commonplace; finding bandaged-up versions of himself, however, was not.]

Brother?

[He knelt down beside the unconscious Liquid and checked his breathing and pulse to make sure that he wasn't in some kind of distress.]

[starofchaos]

[Liquid's pulse was extremely faint, his breathing slow and regular. He was, however, entirely unresponsive. Perhaps, if Liquid thought to try, he might find slight responses to pain, but other than that there would be nothing.]

[jackal-hunter.livejournal.com]

[That was what he thought to do next; he gave the other soldier a hard pinch to the arm to see if he could get any kind of reaction out of him. He didn't want to think that the older Liquid was in a coma-- he hoped that he was just unconscious.]

[starofchaos]

Liquid's eyes flashed open for just a second, staring blankly and lifelessly at the ceiling before falling shut again. His wrist tensed just slightly. Other than that, his response was null. His breathing didn't even change slightly.]

[jackal-hunter.livejournal.com]

...hn.

[Well, that wasn't a good thing. He was comatose, and judging from those bandages, someone had given him a damn good knock to the head. The best place for him was an infirmary in the care of doctors who knew what the hell they were doing.]

[If he ever found out who did this, he was going to make them pay.]

[He grabbed one of the older soldier's arms to pull him up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry.]

[gear-rex.livejournal.com]

:(

[Gear Rex nudges Liquid with its nose, then flops down and curls around him to keep him warm.]

[psychic-waltz.livejournal.com]

[...The Ocelot-fucking one who'd given him a box when he'd first arrived in the nexus.]

[Mantis walks past the Liquid as if unaware that the man began to float and follow his strides.]

[A comatose mind wasn't something Mantis met up with very often, but he could recognize one.]

[The floor of a hallway wouldn't do Liquid's healing process any good.]

[starofchaos]

[...he knew you had a softer side.]

[If he was aware, he'd be grateful.]

[psychic-waltz.livejournal.com]

[Shut up, Liquid. Mantis knows what you're thinking and is not a goddamn tsundere.]

[The fact that Mantis is bringing Liquid to the room he's been hiding in ever since that one day when...Nevermind.]

[Liquid. On the bed Mantis has been using. That's all.]

[He'd been reading a good book. It's simple enough to fetch it while a chair floats into the room via telekinesis. The only reason Mantis is reading aloud in the make-shift sick room is because a comatose mind isn't very loud and like hell is he going to be driven out of his own place.]

[starofchaos]

[Sure, that was why.

Sure it didn't mean anything.

Mantis was kind. Even if he didn't like people seeing that side of him, it was there.

Tsun, tsun, dere, dere.]