[Woof]

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[Snake grunts as he jerks awake, stiffly, since he fell asleep on the floor in the hallway real classy-like.  Next to him is an empty whiskey bottle.  He groans and runs his hands over his face and even though no one is around to see it, he's still embarrassed.  He hopes that he didn't do anything stupid.]

Hn?

[Something on his neck is 'itching' him.  Snake touches his neck to scratch and he feels something leathery.]

[He woke up with it on; a simple brown collar with soft, blue kidskin lining. He doesn't like it.  It has a damn ring on the front...where someone could potentially attach a lead.  Great.]

What...the Hell?

Why does this crazy shit always happen to me?

[This Nexus is really starting to get on his last nerve...and Snake's last nerve must be pretty strong-]

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OW!

[Now that hurt. He decides maybe now is the time to stop making jokes at this Snake's expense.]

You act like that you will be took to pound!

[...Well, that was the last one, he's sure.]

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[He gives this smart Alek (oi, that was SO BAD!) another shiner on his other eye. Enjoy. Snake probably won't remember doing this later but the good part is, he won't remember being called a dog either.]

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OW!

[He tries knock Snake off him now, no longer content to crack jokes and be punched in the face as a result.]

GET OFF ME! You need learn some respect!

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You start by INSULTING me and now you want 'respect'?

Go to Hell! [He cracks him in the jaw once for good measure before getting up off of him to slither off somewhere else to recover.]

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AH!

[He rubs at his jaw, hoping it's not dislocated.]

Great, now we have violent dog on loose.

[The mun advises you to run XD]

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[Oh shi- he heard?!]

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[Oh shi- he heard?!]

[Alek's eyes widen as he pushes himself to his feet and starts backing away.]

[Yeah, he heard. He's got that great canine hearing, you know]

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[He starts walking back toward Alek...angrily and with purpose.]

I'll show YOU a 'bad dog'. [He reaches back and unholsters his SOCOM.]

[...Such a dangerous dog :| ]

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Ah... now... there is no need for this...

[He slowly raises his arms into the air-

-before changing his mind and making a run for it down the hallway.]

[I BITE, too! GRRR!!]

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Hey!

[And like a dog, he chases him but-]

[-Lucky Snake's still sick...]

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[-He can't run for very far. He's dehydrated and really dizzy, so he stumbles up against a wall after 10 feet.]

[Phew!]

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[He looks back over his shoulder to see that Snake's no longer chasing him. With a sigh of relief, he slows to a quick walk, not really feeling all that up to running if he can help it.]