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]

You're the most stubborn creature I've ever seen.

[Liquid's tail wraps around himself.]

I haven't even tried to kill you in ages. What else do you want? [teasing]

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

I'd be dead if I wasn't.

[Long dead by now. There were times when the only thing carrying him through was his will to survive. It's not a quality that translates particularly well to interpersonal relationships, but there you are.]

What makes you think I want anything?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Everyone wants something. It's what keeps us in existence as a species and as individuals.

[Careful with the invitations to drunkenly ramble about evolution.]

If you didn't want to live, as you said, you'd be long dead. But life for its own sake can only take you so far. There must be something else.

[He rubs his head lazily against Snake's shoulders.] For example, I want you to scratch my ears.

[formerfoxhound.livejournal.com]

[Point. His shoulders stiffen a little at the gesture, but he's too stubborn to cave and pull away, yet. Instead, he clarifies.]

What makes you think I want anything from you?

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid leans against him and lets his eyes close, inhaling the scent of cigarettes]

Because we're brothers, bound together by blood. We can't be indifferent. You haven't shown any interest in killing me, therefore you must like me.

Besides, we both adore the same man. [a dreamy smile] And I do adore him, you know.

[His ears flick. His adorable, soft, velvety ears.] Didn't you hear me? Get to scratching.