Danger zone

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[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.))

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[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

Caging a menace is not at all like what he has done.

[Solid stares hard at his sibling.]

Letting him roam the hallways is criminal, Liquid. If not for everyone else's sake, then for his own. Any number of people would jump at the chance to trap him with far less pure intentions.

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[Damn it why does Talib have to derail perfectly nice cheesy movie and ear scratching sessions]

Do you want to be his jailer, Brother? It's more work than owning a bloody puppy. Do you want to feed him and deal with him and keep his allies from tracking him down? If a room takes us away or incapacitates us for long enough, he could escape by dying, and then go on a spree of revenge. In fact, he's resourceful enough to kill himself immediately.

[Liquid does not want to think about why he's arguing so hard on Talib's behalf.]

Think, Snake. When is the last time he hurt anyone?

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[He growls and looks away.]

An effect room, maybe. One that would make him want to stay, though it'd be more than he deserves...

[Hal steps between them, cutting David off.]

Stop it, both of you. This isn't the time to be arguing. [A semi-apologetic glance at Solid.] If someone finds a room that could hold him, then we can try to work something out, but until then, it's a moot point.

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[Liquid's glance at Hal is grateful.] Hal is right.

[He shakes his head. He is feeling foggy, and it's not only the alcohol.] Things are different. You might understand if you saw him.

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

Hnn.

[David backs off from the fight, opting to sit next to Liquid and pull him into an embrace.]

[He worries, dammit.]

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[Liquid leans into him]

[The fact that Hal and Snake aren't repulsed is a greater relief than he can admit]

Besides, if there is a choice between continuing his game and keeping you two, I'll throw him into the cold without a second glance.

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[Hal also joins the impromptu cuddle pile.]

[Solid pets Liquid's hair affectionately.] We're here if -and when- you need us, you know. You don't have to deal with him...or anything, on your own.

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I...suppose I don't, do I?

[it's a strange, strange thought]

[Cuddlepile is a great improvement.]

[He rests his head on Snake's chest] I've always fought alone. Looking for help shows weakness, and that's asking for betrayal.

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

[Hal lazily grabs a nearby blanket and pulls it over them.]

Not a bad idea in general practice, but you don't have to worry about that with us.

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[Liquid does not snuggle. He just lays between the other two so that it's warm and comfortable.]

You two are exceptions.

[He yawns against Hal's shoulder.]