Been wanting to post this forever.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[Huey was actually feeling pretty good that day, having recently been intimate with Strangelove, as he wandered into a random room that was drawing him in. Then his eyes lit up with interest as he rolled up to a small table with something glorious upon it. He hadn't had a Ziganov in years so he excitedly opened up the pack of cigarettes, lit up, and smoked that vanilla flavor. He let out a long smokey pleased sigh when he suddenly froze, seeing writing appearing across the wall in front of him and his own voice reading a familiar love letter to the room.]

        Hey. Long time no see, huh?

        Sorry for writing to you out of the blue like this. I've been trying to get in touch, but, you know, you haven't been answering... Was it something I said, maybe? If so, I apologize. It's just there's something I want to tell you. So... I decided to put it in a letter...
        I mean, obviously this isn't the best time at all. But I was, you know, kind of curious. About your... research and stuff... Speaking of which, how's the pod coming along? I was wondering whether that program I wrote was working or not. You know, the one that links our two AIs together. If it's not, I could always... go over and fix it... if that's OK, of course. For my own peace of mind, really. You know make sure the program's feeling alright... Er. I guess you wouldn't really say a program 'has feelings,' would you? Ha ha ha...
       Sorry. I'm getting off track here. So, um anyway I've been meaning to tell you something for the longest time. I've been thinking... back when we first met at NASA... those were fun times. You know, living the dream, getting to work all the time with the... the science we loved. Ever since then I've always held you... your... your... research, that is... in highest esteem.  No, more than that... I think you're a... a w-w-w-wonderful person. S-Sorry I don't even know what I'm trying to say here. So when you disappeared from NASA all of a sudden, I was devastated. That's when it finally dawned on me... I.. I need you... For my research, you see. I mean, no! Well, yes and no. It's hard to explain...
        Anyway when I saw you were in Costa Rica I could hardly believe it. I thought maybe a divine intervention or something... you know, like it was written some where that we were meant to be like this. You and me, the two of us, from now on... you know... just you and me... doing research together... I mean not just research... well... there's research of course... But research can have so many different meanings, can't it? I'm rambling again, sorry. But we don't have much time left. When Peace Walker is finished, that's it right? There's the end of the project. So... what I'm trying to say is...  us... Peace Walker is like something we created together, you know... And when it's finished... then we'll ...
        ... I know we're not done yet. Need to finish it first , right? Yeah. Until we do I just hope you won't disappear like you did on me last time.
   
        Sorry for taking up your time. I wish you the best of luck with your research.
   
        Your dear friend,
   
        Huey

[... He just sat there, dumbfounded, wondering what the hell he was thinking when he wrote that to Dr. Strangelove. Then Dr. Emmerich went back to smoking, hoping no one would see that old message.]

((Welcome to the Love Letter Room! Feel free to "write" one, or just think about it and it'll appear, to anyone within the Nexus or not - addressing it is optional. It shall write itself on one of the walls in the room and be read out loud. Be prepared for people's reactions. Have fun.))

Comments

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. Tell me something I don't know.

[The grouch waved his free hand around then went back to enjoying his smoke again.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

But if you guys are.... intimate again....

[Hal's hoping a bit. but he knows not to expect too much. Maybe it was just simply sex.]

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

Sex is just sex, Hal. It doesn't mean anything.

[That was certainly a new philosophy in his head - the affair of his wife and son had destroyed any emotion he attached to sex. It wasn't about love - it was just about satisfaction. Huey really does hope him and Strangelove become closer emotionally but she already broke his heart once. He's hesitant to really get back together again.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

I guess I can understand that.

[Julie had effectively killed off any meaning to sex to him. And he was bitter about it deep down.]

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

Besides, why would she want a man who can't even walk?

[That was a lot more honesty than he was comfortable with admitting but he couldn't take it back once he said it.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs.]

Well, she took you before, right? Why is this time any different?

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[Strangelove had just had her heart broken once again and he was all too eager to be her lover back then. And they had even tried to stay together because of their new baby boy. But... it broke.]

[Was such a thing even repairable?]

It... [He sighed.] It just is. [Different. Very different. Huey pushed up his glasses, not wanting to think too hard on it. He just yearned for their relationship again. He wanted Strangelove back.]

not gonna lie, i d'awwwed at that

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal shrugged in reply.]

If you say so.


((OOC: Cropped out part of a doodle Drawinks sent me a while back (http://i962.photobucket.com/albums/ae105/cionbird/nerdfamily.jpg). Thought you'd like <3 ))

Heh.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[And Papa desperately wanted to change the subject. He looked up at Hal.]

What the hell happened to your face anyway?

[He continued to smoke, his eyes aimed at his son's nose.]

((Heh. Great pic. Draw is the shit and Huey is fuckin' blind. Thanks for sharing. <3))

Re: Heh.

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[He subconsciously moves his hand to cover his nose.]

Oh. I've had a couple run ins with a Raikov. He came after me this time since I punch him when I ate that damn rage cupcake in that crazy room. Yeah, dunno if it's broken or not.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

Oh... Raikov, huh? [The name didn't register with him.]

Come here. I'll check if its broken or not... Uh... I won't damage it further.

[He added that in, since he had punched his son before. Huey did know a thing or two about bones.]

I have more Huey/Strangelove pics I'll show you when I'm not on my iTouch lol

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal bit his lip a bit and leaned in hesitantly.]

All I know is it hurts and keeps bleeding a bit.

Sweet. I look forward to them.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[The man leaned forward, shooing Hal's hand away, and inspected it, his eyebrows arching down.]

Yup. Looks broken alright.

[He reached forward.]

This should fix it.

[And Huey grabbed the nose and popped it back into place forcefully, hearing the successful crunch and pop. He withdrew his hands then held his pocket's handkerchief out to his son - he was going to need it.]

Re: Sweet. I look forward to them.

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal let out a pathetic yelp and shivered in pain.]

DAMMIT that hurt!

[He grabbed the handkerchief and held it under his nose as the blood started to flow.]

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

At least its fixed now.

[Huey looked down at a small stain of blood on his hand. He leaned down to rub it onto the bottom of his pants, someplace not noticeable.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal just grumbled, holding the now blood soaked hankerchief tight against his nose.]

Thanks....

[He wipes the tears from his eyes, thankful his glasses hadn't been broken in the scuffle earlier.]

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

No problem, kid.

[Realizing that one had lost its flavor, Huey put it out on the armrest of his chair then lit up another Russian cig and stuck it between his thin lips.]

Want one?

[He couldn't remember if Hal smoked or not. Seemed he was making progress if he would offer such precious merchandise to his son.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Hal gave him a look, seeing as his nose was still bleeding.]

No, I don't smoke. But thanks for the offer.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[BE A MAN, HAL. SMOKE EVEN WHEN YOUR NOSE IS BLEEDING.]

Fine.

[He stuffed the box into his breast pocket, very satisfied with his find.]

So...

[Derp. What to talk about now?]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[Ohh let's go there.]

So you are really okay that I'm- that I'm kinda....you know. Like Mom.

[He looks at his dad carefully.]

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[Considering how gay he was with Strangelove when he was a woman, and that Hal knew about this, changed his opinion on the matter. The man sighed a smokey sigh.]

I already told you, I don't care who you do as long as she's not involved with me.

[He still didn't quite understand the guy/guy thing but he had thoroughly enjoyed girl/girl so Huey figured he couldn't be as judgmental.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[He smiled a bit to himself, feeling a weight off his shoulders.]

Means a lot to hear you say that.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

Hm. I guess if I can be a part time lesbian, you can be who you want to be.

[He had actually thought a lot on the subject. Emmerich still felt a bit uncomfortable about it but he did want Hal to be happy. Huey was beginning to accept his son, and his choices, again.]

[h-emmerich.livejournal.com]

[He smiled despite his nose being sore.]

It's nice to just chat again. Really missed it.

[thelastbetrayal.livejournal.com]

[Huey was momentarily distracted thinking about Strangelove topping him.]

Uh, yeah yeah. I uh... kind of missed it, too.

[He pushed up his glasses, trying to hide a bit of flush there.]