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.))

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[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

Adore you? You're delusional.

[oh no his one weakness :| Another shove for good measure, but it's mostly halfhearted. Snake doesn't have a hell of a lot of better things to do right now, either. He makes an annoyed, resigned sort of noise.]

...You're getting the popcorn.

[And the booze. In fact, he swipes the bottle of bourbon from Liquid and takes a drink--]