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[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Snake, former dictator of the Nexus, has been waiting for another chance to seize control of this place... retake the position that is rightfully his. Unfortunately, several of his sneaky plans have fallen flat without anyone even noticing. This has led him into a serious contemplation about his next course of action.]

[Unfortunately, he's come to realize that his list of allies is far short of what it used to be. Maybe with more manpower he would have more opportunities to test out different tactics.]

[That in mind, Snake has set himself up in an empty office, a sign on the door that reads, "Looking for work? Come in for an interview. All ages welcome. No previous work experience necessary."]

[He's counting on no one being able to tell which Snake he is by appearance alone. He'll just hope no Liquids stop by.]

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[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[LOOMS]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Uh huh...]

[Snake glances up at the cyborg, pen tapping a few times against the clipboard in hand.]

Name.

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

That depends.

[He smirks.]

What kind of applicants are you looking for?

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

I need people who can get the job done, and get it done well.

People who don't mind getting their hands dirty.

[He has a good feeling about this one. Probably won't have to sugarcoat his intentions.]

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

Heh. In that case, my codename is Raiden. But I'm going to make something very clear to you.

[He leans forward against the desk, scratching a long, thin line down the surface with a nail as he speaks.]

You give me a mission, I'll get it done. But I'd hate for you to get confused and try to order me around like some kind of grunt. I'll keep quiet about your little shenanigans here as long as you remember I'm a free man.

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[DOESN'T LOOM]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Puny looking kid... but that's a nice gun he has there. Snake isn't going to discount anything here.]

Name.

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

Ripper.

[He doesn't hesitate in his answer; the man wouldn't want "Jack" to do his work. Jack was just a small, lost child who was trying so hard to be brave now that he was convinced his father had lost interest in him. Ripper was the strong one, and he was sick of waiting around for orders. His voice is equally as cold as his expression.]

I have experience. I am the leader of the Small Boy Unit, and I've been a soldier for four years now.

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[He likes the sound of that. Cold, emotionless, experienced... but looks like a kid. Perfect for spying missions.]

All right, kid. How many people have you killed?

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

How many?

[...He was supposed to count?]

Whoever I was told to. More than the other boys. I never counted. I'm not sure I can count that high yet.

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal walks in the door. He's bored and figures this might be interesting.]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Hmm... he vaguely remembers watching EVA murder the kid version of this guy. They look pretty familiar. But that's not important, he doesn't have any grudges against the guy.]

Name.

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

Dr. Hal Emmerich.

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[He nods, writing it down. Maybe getting some information he already knows, but he has to make it seem like it's all new to him.]

What is your skill set? Have you been trained in anything?

[finebehind.livejournal.com]

[Well Rose told him to go do...something. Maybe she was sick of seeing him at home all the time? Ehh...

He kind of missed having a job, a duty to fulfill. He was much better at than than this painful full-time relationship management.

So here he is.]

Is this where I take the interview?

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Snake may have been quick to accept the cyborg and the kid, but it's this Raiden at this age that he's not so sure about. It had been pretty damn easy to lock the guy up and set him on fire, though he does notice that this one isn't sparkling.]

[He responds with a nod.] Name.

[Have to ask the basics even if he knows them already.]

[finebehind.livejournal.com]

Raiden.

[Codename for business, he figured.]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

Raiden.

[He just adds a check next to the other Raiden's name.]

What is your skill set? Any special training?

[thorns-remain.livejournal.com]

[Rose couldn't help but be curious when she saw the sign, deciding to stop in just to see what kind of work someone could offer in this place. It's not as if there was any currency to work for.]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, he almost banged the blonde version of you. Except she had to go and cockblock him like every other woman he meets.]

Here for an interview?

[thorns-remain.livejournal.com]

[Poor, poor Snake.]

That depends.

[She walks farther into the room, sitting at the chair set up for those he was interviewing.]

I'm curious what kind of work you're offering.

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

Why don't you tell me your name and about any of your previous work experience first. Then I can give you a better idea of what I can offer you.

[That's some nice cleavage. He wouldn't mind having that working for him.]

[reallyold1]

[An old man and a dog walks into the room.]

[They take a look at the man at the desk. Uh, oh, who could that be...]

[nakedsinner.livejournal.com]

[Oh no, Snake hasn't had good experiences with his older clone.]

[Still, he can't brush him off too quickly or it might be suspicious.]

Name.

[reallyold1]

...Solid Snake.

[Comes a little nearer, the dog standing at attention near the doorway.]

But I thought you'd know that already?

[A young Big Boss, huh. How old was he?]