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[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

[In the stairwell leading to the second floor there is a sleeping Pliskin. His M4 resting in his lap as he sleeps sitting up.]

[He hasn't found a room yet obviously and the stairs are as good a place as any.]

z z Z

...Meryl...

[And he mumbles in his sleep.]

Comments

[alaskan-fluff.livejournal.com]

*Have a husky puppy sniffing at u*

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

z z Z

[mumbles]

[alaskan-fluff.livejournal.com]

*looks around and sniffs at Pliskin's boots and starts to gnawing cuz she's a puppy.*

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[A little... tipsy, from the New Years party, she makes her way down the stairs. Her hand pressed against the wall to keep her balance.

When her knees bump against the man's back, she clings onto the wall, scared for her life that she'll fall down.]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

[Instincts kick in, he's awake and his gun trained on the source of the bump.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[She's still pressed to the wall.]

Sorry! I didn't see you there!

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Listen to see if he can pick up anything incriminating? You bet your ass Liquid is going to.]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

z z Z

[mumble grumble]

















































[mutter grumble]

z z Z

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid was leaning in close, listening carefully for a quiet mumble.]

[He did not jump at all at the sudden shout.]

[...okay, maybe a little.]

[thatwhitedevil.livejournal.com]

[ 141.80 INCOMING CALL ]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

[ASLEEP]

[His codec answers.]

[mumble grumble]

z z Z

[thatwhitedevil.livejournal.com]

Why is this guy always asleep?

[ CALLS AGAIN ]

[let-mama.livejournal.com]

[She's so happy to have passed her sleep-issues down to the next generation! But what is it that he's saying...? Mama leans in to listen, of course.]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

z z Z

[mumbles]

...Meryl... ngh..

[let-mama.livejournal.com]

Meryl...? [Mama shrugs and goes to step over him]

[saidshewas18.livejournal.com]

[Meryl looks vaguely unsurprised to come across a sleeping Snake in the middle of nowhere. He had some...interesting survival habits. With some amusement, she comes down the stairs to take a look at him, to see if he's one of hers. There was always something more human about Snake when the bandanna was off, even with the SEAL outfit offsetting it - not quite a vulnerability, but no longer a closed door.]

[She touches his arm gently, without force, standing to the side for her own safety if she startles him.]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

[Pliskin remains as soundly asleep as a man propped against the wall in a staircase can be.]

z z Z

... M--[He flinches at the touch. His eyes snap open. His grip tightens on his gun. He half raises it then... he sees her.]

Meryl?!

[saidshewas18.livejournal.com]

Dave?

[She reaches a hand out, almost touching his face, skimming along the lines of his prickly jaw. She shakes her head after a moment.]

No, not Dave. You have to be from later on. One of the Snakes, then. [She sits down on the staircase, a respectful distance away, looking over him.] What's with the outfit?

[iliektentaclez.livejournal.com]

[...TENTACLE POKE :D]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

[Have an M4 pointed at you.]

[nakedrabbitears.livejournal.com]

[Stare.]

[brllnt-disguise.livejournal.com]

z z Z

[nakedrabbitears.livejournal.com]

[Stare harder.]

[dontshootplz.livejournal.com]

[Johnny walks down the steps, pausing to glance at the stair's recent slumbering occupant. He's not dumb enough to wake a sleeping Snake, but he is vaguely interested in the sleep talking.]

[lostmyrazor.livejournal.com]

/Oi, what kind of fool would let his guard down around here?\

[Olga steps closer to inspect Snake, looking over his uniform. After a moment, she snorts in disgust. Feh, an American. It would figure.]