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// Electric, it's a natural hiiiigh~

[Of all the things Liquid might have expected, this was not one of them.

He had walked into a room earlier almost without thinking, mistaking it for one he regularly visited. Realising his mistake he had, of course, swiftly left as fast as a man could leave without giving signs of fear. But as the day passed and little happened to harm him, he grew steadily more relaxed. That was, at least, until the electricity coursing through him began to manifest. A brief spark of annoyance, an unconscious exertion and shattered glass from the exploding corridor lights adorned the floor like snow, leaving a stretch of hall in total darkness. Liquid stared down at his hand as sparks crackled over it.

...that was actually both painful and entertaining.]

...the hell?

[Surely that was new.]

(ooc: So yeah, thanks to chat, Liquid now has lightning powers! ...for three days, at least.)

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Glad to hear it.

[His words are slightly muffled as he finishes up his piece, rather content with just that. He had his lunch already; this was more of a snack for him now, following some exercise. Granted, he didn't get a chance to break a sweat, but he'll make up for it later.]

Are you feeling any better?

[Though still focusing on Liquid, Kaz pats Ocelot's shoulder firmly, giving him a little support to recognize his effort.]

I'll endure. [The glass cracks as the electricity surges and he grasps control of it again with force.]

It hurts a little less.

[Ocelot shrugs off Kaz's patronizing shoulder-pat.]

Too bad you're not into torture. That's the best use for body electricity.

Well, that should give you enough energy to function for now, at least.

[He brings his arm back to his side and raises an eyebrow at Ocelot.]

Torture?

Adam's an interrogation specialist. And something of a sadist. I'm not.

[He stretches leisurely, feeling the electricity coursing within him as if it were alive.]

Therefore I will not be torturing anyone.

[Ocelot idly picks at the tips of his yellow gloves.]

It's a profession and an art. There's no better way to unearth the most primal expressions of men.

Huh, guess I should have known you would like that.

[Kaz keeps his expression guarded and as always, he's aided in that by his sunglasses.]

I don't suppose you'd want to try that on me. I'm not an easy one to crack.

[His voice is calm and he just about sounds like he's making a business proposal. It's safest that way, and he could still play it off as a joke if he changed his mind.]

...kinky.

[Liquid raises an eyebrow, looking over at Ocelot.]

Adam knows how to use his skills. They can be quite pleasing when used in the right way.

My older selves have irreparably broken countless well-trained men. I doubt you could handle me if I were truly torturing you, Kazuhira.

It's interesting that you'd want me to try...

[He drags a fingertip down Liquid's arm, from shoulder to wrist.]

I'm sure they can be.

[His lips curl in a bit of a smirk.]

I'd just like to see what you're capable of. I like my men strong and cunning.

[And many other things, as well. Kaz isn't very picky.]

[He shivers lightly at the feel of Ocelot's finger trailing down his skin.]

Now that's an interesting mental image.

You already know I'm both of those things. It's pretty obvious.

[His elbow brushes Liquid just slightly when he lowers his hand, giving him a small jolt that makes him twitch. But he says nothing about it.]

You're modest, too. I like that.

[Kaz gives Ocelot an amused smile and holds his hand out to take the food back from him.]

There isn't much left... sure you don't want to finish this, Liquid?

[He takes it off him without a word, immersing the tough, firm meat in the warmth of his mouth. It takes only a moment of two for him to devour it, swallowing the thick juices that trickle down his throat as he works the meat with his jaw and teeth. He swallows it down without protest and leans back against the wall again.]

[Ocelot then stands, picking at the wrists of the dish-washing gloves, wishing he could take them off.]

Maybe I'll send you an invitation next time I need to crack someone.

Good. You should eat like that more often... it'd be good for you.

[Kaz pats Liquid's shoulder and stands himself, addressing Ocelot.]

As long as I'm the only one you invite.

[He tilts down his sunglasses and winks at Ocelot, but it's pretty laughable considering that he has the same silly gloves on.]

Don't be ridiculous.

[He raises an eyebrow at the sight of the two of them.]

...you two look ridiculous.

You're ridiculous.

[Nice comeback, huh?]

[Kaz looks between the two, eyes still uncovered, and bursts out laughing. It wasn't really even all that funny, but there was a sense of closeness forming between them that he hadn't experienced in a long time. It was... nice.]

I'm wearing rubber gloves, filled with electricity and meat and sitting in the hallway listening to you two discuss torture. I'm pretty sure that's a given.

[His voice is a little drained but amused.]

...you have nice eyes, Kazuhira. Maybe you should show them off more often.

So what now? Are we going to find a rubber room?

[He tries to twirl a gun.... which completely fails, due to the trigger sticking to the glove. He frowns and puts the gun back away.]

[Kaz lowers his voice, not missing the chance to joke about Liquid's statement.]

If you want to be filled with another kind of meat, all you have to do is ask...

[His bright eyes shine with amusement before he moves his sunglasses back up to their normal position.]

It could even be rock... whatever Liquid's more comfortable with. You know of any rooms like that, Ocelot?

[Liquid raises an eyebrow at those words and jokes back.]

Only if you want electrical burns on your dick.

[He bites back a laugh at Ocelot's attempt.]

Rock sounds good. Although if we could find somewhere with an attached hanger for the kid, that would be good. Maybe we can find one big enough for him and Rex. If worst comes to worse, I can knock down a few walls, fix things up.

[Snort.]

......I know of a place. I can't say it's big enough for your pets, but it'll be good temporarily for your condition.

[Motioning for them to follow, he starts walking away.]

[Kaz winces.]

N-no, that's... alright...

[He follows Ocelot without question, grateful for the distraction from where his thoughts were heading.]

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