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[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[This Snake has not been feeling so fantastic. His head has been feeling pretty pressured by whatever the hell it was that had poisened the air.]

[All he knew was that his body was really hot, and he had a temperature. Not to mention... he was suddenly pretty damn sensitive. But because he was so stubborn, he wasn't going to give into the demands of his body. He hadn't been into much contact with anyone, really, and prefered it to stay that way. At least... until this died down.]

[So he had decided to hide away in the box room. Probably not the best solution, but it wasn't like he had a specific room to sleep in, let alone hide away.]

_{Maybe I should have gone somewhere colder.}

[Ah well. At least the compact safety-space of the box was keeping his mind from wandering.]

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[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

Liquid!

[Snake abruptly stops scuttling, once he finds a group of boxes.]

_{Stop kicking me.}

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

BROTHER! [8D]

[Kick!]

When you stop hiding like the coward you are!

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[--the hell? I'm not a coward!]

[Snake growls a little, opening the box up so he can grab Liquid's foot to prevent him from continuing his kicks.]

What do you want?

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[grunts.]

[Having his foot grabbed is a minor set back.]

To annoy you. Since this damnable place makes killing you an utterly pointless venture.

[He throws a punch since that will obviously help get his foot back.]

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Snake lets go of Liquid's foot and dodges... but inevitably, his precious box does not survive the punch.]

...

I came in here to avoid confrontations.

[He's hot and bothered and cranky. Not a good combination.]

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[Ha! Take that box! If he can't hurt Snake he shall hurt the ones he loves! Maniacal genius!]

"Avoid Confrontations?" Pah! Hiding like a coward. What are you afraid of, Snake.

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[He's a cold hearted bastard!]

Hnh... [He grunts again, gingerly rising up to his feet.]

I'm not a coward.

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[Grins]

Then why are you hiding?

[Liquid is having the time of his life!]

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Snake offered a grunt. He wouldn't admit that the heat in his body is starting to become more predominant.]

Damn it, Liquid! It's none of your business.

[And he goes to land a punch to that smug face.]

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[And now you have Liquid INTERESTED!]

[He grins at the punch and takes it.] That's the spirit, Brother!

[He wipes his mouth and throws a new punch of his own.]

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[This time, that punch lands at Snake's cheek and he winces at the sharp motion of Liquid's fist on his face.]

[He stumbles slightly, glaring with defiant eyes.]

Bastard--

[This was the last thing he wanted to be doing right now. Especially because he wasn't feeling 'himself'.]

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[Liquid doesn't know or care what's wrong with Snake. He's just here to press his advantage! He rushes in as soon as he sees him stumble.]

Is that all you have in you, Brother? Pathetic.

[He moves in for a kick.]

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[To which he deflects with his own, their calfs smashing together amidst the tiraid.]

Fine. If it's a fight you want--

[Snake launched in after their legs had dropped, aiming his fist to Liquid's chest.]

[betterthansnake.livejournal.com]

[Perfectly symmetrical violence solves everything. Liquid starts to grin like a lunatic. Rather... the lunatic he is.]

[He brings his left arm up to guard against the punch and aims a right jab at his face.] Good, Snake... I was starting to think you weren't worth getting the better of.

[snakehermit.livejournal.com]

[Well. Nearly everything. Snake's willing to bet he's that bit better.]

[Mirroring Liquid, he drew his other fist up to punch that smug grin off his face. He sneered when Liquid's own fist caught his jaw. He only responded with irritated grunts.]