[Woof]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[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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[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[Snake pets him on the head.]

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XD heh it is what i think it is?

[nakedrabbit.livejournal.com]

[Jack manages to finally balance the length of his front teeth, and drops the nail-clipper in through his box's handle hole. He glances up at the collar curiously. Leather shouldn't be that sturdy, his little rabbit brain starts to rack up possibilities for what it may really be. His little rabbit brain will never arrive at that conclusion.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[It is leather, but it's locked on him by the Nexus for now. Snake needs to realize something about himself and his relationship to others before it will he able to be removed.]

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[nakedrabbit.livejournal.com]

[Snake still looks a little distressed to him. Snake is offered a cigar and a set of matches from Jack. Sorry, that's all rabbit Dad is good for.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] No thanks.

I'll be fine.