Danger zone

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[A cat-eared Liquid is walking through the halls, tail lashing. There is a half-empty bottle of bourbon in one hand and something else in the other.]

[He is shouting at no one.] Yes, I know he was an imbecile! We fought every time we were in the same room! We spent full days insulting and punching one another! He drove me mad!

[He takes a swig from the bottle, then leans against the wall.]

God, I miss him.

[He hangs his head as he laments]

We were just beginning to tolerate one another now and then. Why did the idiot have to disappear? There were times when he...I could almost say he...wasn't so bad.

[His face crumples into an expression of unbearable sadness.]

We never even finished watching his ridiculous film.

[The object he holds is a video of Top Gun.]

((Drunk, kitty-ified Liquid misses xmas_is_here. Laugh, commiserate, steal his bourbon.))

Comments

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

It is!

...because I never saw the end.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[Ivan...supposes that makes sense.]

I know where to find a VCR, you know~

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

You do?

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

There's one in my apartment...

[PLAYS INNOCENT.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid grips him by the arm. It's difficult with all the things he's holding, but he manages.]

It is incredibly important that you watch this ridiculous film with me.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

Ow--Uh, okay.

[Wait, that didn't sound complacent enough.]

I mean, sure, why not~ [Ivan wriggles his arm free.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Lead the way, disturbing pretty man.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

Disturbing? I hope you meant disturbingly.

[He's slightly offended, but begins to walk down the hall towards the stairs.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Same thing.

[Liquid follows the Russian's swaying hips.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

One's a compliment.

[Maybe he'd just ditch the blonde in a room and break his videotape out of spite instead.

That was starting to sound like a better idea.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

If you're nice, I'll let you touch my kitty ears. [twitches them]

[Break his tape and all of Hell's fury will be on your head.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

...Those are real?

[He'd figured they were just a ridiculous prop.]

Was it a room effect?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid so. [his ears and tail droop]

You'd think I would learn to stay away from that room.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[...He is somewhat compelled to touch them, but then there are other things he'd much rather touch first.]

There are worse room effects, right~? Like the ones that won't let you leave unless you do something first...

[Up the stairs they go! Only a couple floors to Ivan's apartment.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

True. I've had far worse.

[Liquid trots up the stairs]

[He offers the bottle to Ivan courteously] Bourbon? It's good.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

Bourbon? Isn't that American...

[He took the bottle in his mechanical hand, inspecting it. Alcohol was alcohol though, right...]

[Raikov takes a swig.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid hears a small sound of servos whirring.]

[He leans close to Raikov's hand, nose nearly touching it]

Do you have a robot hand?

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[Ivan eases his hand away from the others...nose.]

I guess you could call it that...it's prosthetic.

[He takes another drink, leading them up the final flight of stairs.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid trots behind him. Even drunk he is graceful. The tail helps with balance.]

Hal would be fascinated. Do you know Hal? He's brilliant. Cute too.

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

He's a scientist right? Otacon, I think? That's who made it for me.

[A different Otacon surely, but still. Also the only Otacon he's treated with some semblance of respect.]

[They arrive at a door, which Ivan unlocks and pushes open. Inside is a small apartment. One bedroom with a connected living room, kitchen, and dinning room. At the front is a couch with a coffee table, VCR and TV.]

Make yourself at home~

[Except if he makes a mess than Ivan will probably kick him out.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

If Otacon made something for you, you must be all right.

[Liquid flops onto the couch.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

I'm more than all right.

[Ivan walks over to the VCR, pushing in the tape. He has to fiddle with the settings a bit to get the display working, but soon enough they're at the pre-movie commercials.

Which Ivan promptly starts to fast forward through.]

Sooo...you're Liquid, right?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

That's right, I'm the evil twin. And you're the pretty Russian. Ivan, isn't it? By the odds it's Ivan.

[He takes a good swig of bourbon.]

[volginswaifu.livejournal.com]

[Ivan merely blinks at the joke, not understanding the reference nor the circumstances that would make it funny.

He does, however, smile at the compliment.]

That's right, Major Ivan Raikov. Heard of me?

[He takes a seat on the couch, finding the start of the movie and hitting play. The opening scene has already lost his interest, but that may be do to the fact there was a drunken man with cat ears sitting next to him.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[More reclined next to him.]

Ah, yes. There's a version of you that Hal is rather fond of. Decent enough sort. They say he's from a different world that most.

[he loses track of what he's saying because OH MY GOD PLANES]