Nice work you did. You're gonna go far, kid.

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[In a hallway, Liquid sat up suddenly. A dream? Had he pulled a Mantis and just... walked out here in his sleep? That was a disturbing dream if that was the case. Hal holding the smoking gun right at him, Talib calling him an ally of his- He was under a bit too much stress with that man around. Liquid stood, reaching for a nearby doorknob.]

[And watched his hand plunge right into the door]

[... no. No, no, no. He couldn't be dead, not at Hal's hands. It was a trick door, one the Nexus-]

[He wasn't actually touching the ground.]

... damn!


((Context? You say you want context to this ghost? ... fine.))

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[Three days. Snake's grip tightens on the radio. It could be a room effect, but he doubts it.]

[He takes a moment to compose himself; he'll wait until Liquid has a chance to explain himself.]

Understood, Brother. Is there anything you need taken care of in the meantime?

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... [Liquid tried to touch him. His hand went right through Snake's torso]

No. Just don't... look for me.

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[He shivers, feeling suddenly cold.]

Brother...

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I will say now... it wasn't by my hand nor by willful recklessness.

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[Snake nods, looking around as if he could see Liquid.]

Come home safe.

[The minute he gets back to his room he's going to start drinking.]

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Of course, Brother. You as well.

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[He turns to go, completely forgetting to mention his vampiric house guest.]

[identitycircuit.livejournal.com]

Snake. Find someone to distract yourself with. A... version of myself or perhaps Dolph.