Just because I'm a redhead doesn't mean I have a fiery personality... or does it

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

What a complete asshole...

[Meryl was storming down the hallway, still fuming after her run in with the male EVA. He really got under her skin- and not in the way he would have liked, most likely. Men like that... ugh.]

[Finally Meryl came to her destination: a gym. This was a good way to work off some aggression. Not much later, the redhead could be seen punching the hell out of a punching bag.]

[((I don't know. RANDOM POST. Post doing your own thing in the gym or talk to Meryl))]

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[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[There also appears to be a Gekko running around, doing laps.

Going moo. As usual.

His constant appearances in rooms where he shouldn't be in the first place shouldn't come as a surprise anymore.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[Meryl is almost too angry to notice at first.]

[Almost.]

What in the world?!

1/2

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Over by the track, Snake stops and looks up. Meryl is beating the hell out of that bag loud enough to draw attention from the other side of the gym.]

2/2

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[After a particularly hard punch, the bag swings back away from her, but someone stops it short before she can land another hit. Snake, looking a hell of a lot less worse-for-wear than he had been when they last met. Healed up, if disheveled and damp with sweat from his own workout.]

...what's gotten into you?

[comp-kunoichi.livejournal.com]

[WOAH. What did the punching bag do to you scary-young-looking lady? Emma's just going to chill by the treadmill, aiming for a brisk walk.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[Meryl wasn't expecting the punching bag to stop midair, so a last punch swings harmlessly in the air in front of her. It takes her a moment to realize why it stopped.]

Nothing.

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[It existed, that's what it did.]

[After ten more minutes of beating the hell out of the punching bag, Meryl decided to run on the treadmill, still not opening conversation between the other girl.]

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[The Gekko looks over at her and stops in its tracks, before bowing and continiues running--

... wait. It's the girl who taught it about sex before. Might as well show the gratitude with some oldfashioned snuggling.

Meryl there's a Gekko running towards you.]

[comp-kunoichi.livejournal.com]

[Well, Emma felt like an underachiever watching the red-head run like that. Also to note, she couldn't help but notice the way her...assets bounced with each step. Not that she was staring or anything...]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[asdsdfdsf]

[Meryl is running the other way on the track. She has a gun on her but goddamn that thing was huge.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[Meryl just keeps running, scowling as she did so. After awhile she grew aware of the other girl's glances.]

...What?

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[The Gekko wants its cuddles. No one denies the cuddling. It reaches out with the cord, moo'ing and chirping like the happy robot it is.]

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Nothing, huh? He raises his eyebrows silently and releases the poor, abused punching bag. He may not be the most perceptive of people but he can tell when she's really angry about something. ...usually. After all, back home, he dated Meryl for months. :|c]

...looks like you're dropping your elbow too far on your right side. Here-

[And he takes a step, positioning himself in front of the bag.]

Try it again.

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[Nooooo Meryl dodge rolls behind some exercise equipment.]

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[It tilts its head to the side and kneels down, looking around slowly. Where did the pretty lady go?]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

...Do you really want to get hit?

[She'd be happy to oblige. After just a moment of contemplation she aims a right-hook at Snake, though her form is still sloppy from her being annoyed.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[Meryl stays dead still, trying to keep her breathing silent. Was it still hunting her?]

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[There's an easier way to search. It stands up and begins kicking the equipment away until it finds her.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

!

Shit!

[Was this some kind of Metal Gear?! She didn't have the equipment to take this on! So.... she started running again.]

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[It quickly reaches out and grabs her, pulling her close...

And proceeds to cuddle her, nuzzling her like a giant dog.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

I-

[Wait.... was it... cuddling her?]

Wait, what?

[badtouchgoesmoo.livejournal.com]

[Indeed it is, and it seems happy. The Gekko chirps and, ahem, "kisses" her cheek.]

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake smirks just a little and steps into a stance instead of answering he question. Sorry Meryl, he's not actually too concerned. She's a good soldier but fresh out of Shadow Moses, she's still plenty green. And he knows exactly how much.]

[He raises his hands just in time to deflect the blow and dart forward, catching her wrists and then trapping her against him in a firm hold. He doesn't have to lean down much to speak straight into her ear.]

I know you can do better than that. You're letting your emotions get the better of you.

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

Hey!

[Meryl struggled against Snake as he pulled her into a hold, trying to shove him away with her shoulder.]

No I'm not.

[Well, she was, and she knew it. Honestly it was stupid to be mad and she was annoyed at herself for being mad. It was a vicious cycle.]

[foxhoundfangirl.livejournal.com]

[asdsfdsdfs]

What are you doing?

[And she realized she was talking to some sort of... robot... monster thing.]