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[This post made possible by stress]
[A rarely-seen David is meandering through the halls, opening doors at random. Earlier that day the Nexus had decided to be "cute" and make the bed linens vanish from everyone's beds. And the linen closets from the halls, apparently. Which is why Solid Snake is looking for where all the damn sheets went.]
[And he found them.]
[Strung up throughout the first floor lobby are the bedsheets of everyone in the Nexus. Unfortunately, the Nexus has made some minor...alterations. The sheets have been personalized with the cartoon pattern of things that identify who they may belong to.]
[David grimaces as he catches sight of his own maligned sheets. As he inspects the frolicking cartoon huskies, he wonders if perhaps he should just go without.]
[((OOC: Come get your laundry, Nexus-folk. Or come laugh at the patterns. Open Post.))]
[And he found them.]
[Strung up throughout the first floor lobby are the bedsheets of everyone in the Nexus. Unfortunately, the Nexus has made some minor...alterations. The sheets have been personalized with the cartoon pattern of things that identify who they may belong to.]
[David grimaces as he catches sight of his own maligned sheets. As he inspects the frolicking cartoon huskies, he wonders if perhaps he should just go without.]
[((OOC: Come get your laundry, Nexus-folk. Or come laugh at the patterns. Open Post.))]
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[As he gets close, he gets distracted]
That....is adorable, Brother.
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poutsfrowns in his direction as he folds the offending sheets.]They are not. They are fierce racing hounds.
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A little like you, really.
[His grin falls away when he recognizes his own sheets. They happen to be covered with palm trees, suns, and little snakes.]
Those are 1000 thread count!
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[And like a strange mirror, Solid grins when he sees Liquid's displeasure at the refurbished sheets.]
Interesting choice in images. That Freud guy might have something to say about them.
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I can guess what the snakes must represent, but the palm trees and sun have me stumped.
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Snake your flirting sucks
...Foxy.
It's okay Snake, everyone knows you're just a derp.
Got a thing for bitches, huh?
[She motions to his dog-covered sheets. Really, that was sort of crass, but she might as well try and be friendly.]
8V
Only the ones that can pull their weight.
How've you been?
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The dainty ones are always so unfriendly, too.
I'm doing pretty well. What about you? You look like you're in a good mood.
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It must be because of the company I keep.
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[She's still not entirely sure how Snake grows up to be so emo, with what she's seen of his past.]
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[He notices a set hanging up decorated with cheerful collars and whips. He makes a face.]
That's simply tasteless.
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[Then he catches sight of Liquid's sheets and doesn't bother to hide the smirk.]
Tasteless...or just to your taste?
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At least they're still usable even if they look ridiculous.
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It all depends on how many people often see your bed.
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I guess I'm safe then. Dunno about you though.
[Not much action going on in Snake's bed since Vamp had disappeared.]
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[Holding them up, he scowled. Really, Nexus?]
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