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[Otacon did frequent the bars of the Nexus just to drink casually. He had taken a liking to some of the odd beers the Nexus was supplied with. This particular bar, however, wanted its visitors to drink a little more heavy. Emmerich looked up and noticed - ]

Shots Drank : 0/3

[ - above his head. The doctor looked at all the gin, vodka, rum, sake, and all other types of hard liquers that were available. He figured this effect room was the same as the other ones he had been in. He had to fill his counter to leave because the room would be inescapable otherwise. The man grabbed a spiced rum bottle and began to pour himself his first shot in a glass.]

Here goes nothing.

((OOC: There's only one little twist - People with nanomachines, cyborgs, machines, and others can get drunk in this room even if normally they couldn't. Drink 3 or more to leave.))

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Naomi.

[It's been a while since Fox has encountered his dear sister. It seems they come and go from his life so frequently now. Back home, he always made such an effort to be there for her, he feels quite guilty that he's been unable to do the same here in the Nexus. yet, at the same time, in all the versions of his sister he's encountered, all of them seemed content to live their own life, providing herself to be an independent adult no longer requiring the guiding hand of an elder sibling.]

[...At least, that's how Fox has come to view it.]

[With the gin working through his system, all the old soldier can do is offer his sister a thin smile. He can't even be certain which one this is but it doesn't matter. Spending time, even only a moment, with the woman is all he wants right now.]

...Come sit with your brother a while.

[Naomi does as told and sits next to him. She gives him a genuine smile. Seeing him, like this, gave her her first reason to be thankful to be in the Nexus. Well, other than not being in prison of course.]

I'm glad you're here, Frankie.

Glad I'm here...? It sounds as though this is the first time you've seen me, my dear.

[Fox orders another shot before turning to Naomi. Even if she's still his little girl, he knows she's an adult as well. There's nothing wrong with sharing a drink with her.]

What are you drinking? I'll let you have a little something, just this once.

[By his tone it's evident he's only teasing.]

This is my first time seeing you here. Truthfully, I hadn't run into anyone I knew since arriving.

Rum and Coke.

[Her smile grows a little more.]

You know I don't care for alcohol all that much. This room seems intent on making me drink it however.

Not a very ladylike drink... But I suppose Jack and myself have never been the best influences on you.

[Between the blood loss, lack of rest and alcohol coursing through his system now, he's only vaguely aware of half of the words Naomi says. Under normal circumstances, he'd hang on to her every word; be it out of guilt, trying to analyze everything she had to say and ensure he didn't say something incorrect or out of the love he held for the girl, wanting to make sure he could be there for her with whatever she needed.]

[Right now, all Fox wanted to do was sit here and gaze upon her a while longer. Their drinks are brought out and he hands the rum and coke to the woman before downing his own shot of gin in a single swig.]

I have no intention of lecturing you on the dangers of alcohol... But I'm going to request you allow me to light a cigarette.

[Naomi takes her drink and sips a little, savoring the smooth cool taste in her mouth.]

Alright. But just this once.

[She lightly teases, not losing her smile. It almost felt like a dream, being with him like this again.]

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