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

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake raises his eyebrows mildly at the finger in his face.]

That depends.

[He gives an abbreviated gesture to the top of his own head as he continues.]

...did the new additions come before or after you drank it?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

The ears are unrelated!

Besides, mine are better than any you would get.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[He eyes the bottle with some degree of suspicion anyway.]

If you say so. I'd rather not find out.

[Everything is a competition with you, Liquid.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[grrrrin]

Scaredy-cat.

[It is not! He could make anything not a competition way better than you!]

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Oh no you didn't.]

Speak for yourself.

[People with cat ears shouldn't throw stones. Or something.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[He uncaps the bottle and takes a swig, tail swaying.]

Are you suuuuure?

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake scowls down the staircase at Liquid's smug expression. There is an unsurprising but growing urge to wipe it off his face.]

You're the one with the tail.

[...and now he's even more suspicious. Tricking Snake into doing stupid things usually requires an appropriately convoluted setup.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Fine. Your loss.

[tail swishes]

The tail gives me balance. [He grabs it for a good look.] It's quite handsome, too.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Liquid is distracted by his own vanity. Snake takes that opportunity to stand and make his way down to ground level. When he gets close enough, he flicks one of Liquid's new ears experimentally.]

You look ridiculous.

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Kssssshh! [Liquid hisses as his ears flatten.] Stop that!

[He crosses his arms huffily] You can touch them if you ask nicely.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake? Ask nicely? You must know him better than that by now. Despite himself, he smirks pretty widely at the reaction and moves both hands to his pockets. Have it your way.]

I'm not much of a cat person in the first place.

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

That's your lack of taste. [His tail gives an irritated flick.]

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[A small, loose shrug and he turns to walk down the hall. The accusation doesn't really bother him. Neither does the irritation.]

I like my taste.

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid swaggers along beside him. What, you didn't want company? Too bad.]

Perfect proof that you don't have any.

In fact, that means that you should adore this film.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake's not even going to try and follow that Liquid logic.]

Film?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

This.

[He shoves Top Gun in his face]

It's terrible and I never got to see the end.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Snake weaves suddenly and reflexively to avoid walking into the tape.]

...Top Gun?

[He was expecting something a little different. He frowns at the title and blinks at Liquid.]

Why not?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Yes.

Because I was under a room effect that warped my brain so that I was being nice to my imbecile brother and was watching his terrible film with him, but it wore off before the end.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

Your brain has always been warped.

[Who are you calling an imbecile. As evidenced by his terrible alias, all Snakes like action movies at heart. He gives the booze, the film, and the cat ears a considering look.]

Then why are you complaining?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[A nostalgic smile] Now you sound like him.

Because I don't know how it ends!

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[And whose fault is that. never one to dance around the subject, Snake provides the obvious solution.]

You could just watch it, if it bothers you that much.

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

I am not facing this much 80s hair alone.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[A short scoff. Now who's the scaredy-cat, Kittyquid?]

You don't like movies?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

They're a waste of time at best, and this one is nowhere near best.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

Don't be so dramatic.

[It's not that bad. As if Liquid has more important things to do right now anyway.]

No one's forcing you. You can go back to getting drunk and talking to yourself, if you want.