WEEEEEEEWOOOOOOO WAHMBULANCE

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[See Snake run. See Snake run fast. Right into a bar.]

[See Snake lose her problems in the bottom of a bottle.]

[Let the good times roll on.]

Comments

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[TOTALLY WASN'T FOLLOWING YOU NOPE]

...Diana!? You shouldn't be drinking this much...

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[...]

Why?

[Has already started pouring the bourbon.]

[sovetskiisuka.livejournal.com]

[...Silently joins her at the bar, getting into the seat right next to her. She leans in a little so that their arms touch.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

Diana?

[She had entered the bar, seeing the female Snake drinking as if it were the end of the world. She places herself on a seat next to her, looking concerned.]

Drinking isn't going to help solve your problems. They'll still be there in the morning.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

You're going to hurt yourself...

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

Not unless I fall off the stool.

[Dry humor never helps.]

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

But...

Then I can wait for a bit, till I know how to deal with them.

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[She places a comforting hand on her arm.]

But you might cause even more by drinking...

What's wrong?

[sweetacon.livejournal.com]

[Worry is stricken on Otacon's face.]

[She putters out immediately, staring at her friend worriedly.]

...Snake.

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[Morosely] Hey Otacon...

[Christ, she'd rather her friend not see her like this. She replaces the the bottle of alcohol, it was almost empty anyway.]

[sweetacon.livejournal.com]

[Wherever there was a depressed Snake, there was an Otacon. Regardless of how bad they were.]

[She slowly crouched down beside her, staring into her eyes fiercely.] What's wrong?

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs.] I won't be able to cause anymore.

[She whispers.]Something... [And even lower]Someone...

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

Hm? [She tilts her head.]

Who?

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

[There may be a Pain putting a half-empty bottle of vodka back on the shelf. It isn't as if he took three of them to drown his sorrows a week ago, felt guilty, and decided to put the remaining one back now. No sir.]

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[She shifts a bit.]

It's nothing, don't worry about it...

[She doesn't want to trouble her friend.]

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

Um...

[She's not sure whether or not to tell her...]

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

Diana.

[she said it firmly]

What's happened that your so hell-bent on this?

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[She leans against her as well. A bit less sad since she has someone she cares for near.]

[femmesnake.livejournal.com]

[She sighs and takes a swig from her glass, then gestures for Jakie to come closer. She's rather not say this too loud.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

[He walks over and grabs the bottle before it can make it all the way back on the shelf and brings it to a secluded booth near the back of the bar.]

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

Alek?

[He notices the black eyes and the bruises on his face immidietly, and follows him to the booth. He brings shot glasses.]

Huh. I heard you'd gotten in a fight with a Snake, but he didn't strike me as being that vicious.

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

Snake is violent dog.

Which one you heard about anyway?

[He takes a sip from the bottle, not bothering with the shot glasses.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[She pats her arm gently.]

You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I think it'd be best if you do instead of ruining your liver and not feeling any better in the morning...

[actuallyhornets.livejournal.com]

The new one. He called you insane.

...He said that in his world, Sunny was kidnapped.

[He slides his mask up around his ears, grabs the bottle and takes a sip as well.]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

He is insane. But he did not do this.

Yes... I gather this much from others.

[He snatches the bottle back right after, but doesn't take a sip right away.]