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[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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[Snake is almost ready to tackle Alek to the ground and give him what he deserved for destroying those beautiful boxes. Not to mention ALMOST HAVING THEM KILLED.]

[But he moves quickly down the hallway to find a fire extinguisher, hauling it along as he coughs from the inhaled smoke.]

[He pulls the hose out and attempts to extinguish the fire inside the room, giving the other man the silent treatment.]

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[Since he hasn't been tackled to the ground and given what he deserved yet, he decides to follow Snake and watch him try to extinguish the fire.]

[Well, no matter what, at least he knows that no one's going to be using those boxes again any time soon. The thought fills him with peace.]

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[Only when the fire has died down do the sprinklers decide to turn on.]

...

[Sods law.]

[Snake watches the smoke slowly disappearing under the water, and he stares at Alek. He looks pissed.]

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(He smiles faintly, pretending to be relieved when the fire is out. But when he sees the look on Snake's face, he decides that it's probably time to get going.)

Well, this were fun. We can do it again sometime!

(He turns around and makes a run for it.)

:o Okay!

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[Snake is not going to let him get away that easily.]

[He reaches forward to grab Alek's shoulder and yanks him back, pinning his shoulder to the wall.]

If this is your idea of fun, maybe you'd like to see mine.

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Snake, you like have fun?

...

(His eyes widen suddenly.)

And by that I mean NO, I do not want see!

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[Snake's hand drifts up to grab at the scruff of Alek's shirt, fisting there. His knee moved to press against the other's thigh, eyes slanted.]

You think I care about what you want? You started a fight with me when I arrived here for simply standing in the hallway, and yet you think it's okay to set fire to a room.

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Yes, and I get in trouble for it!

(He nods his head, trying to bring Snake's attention to the bruises on his face and healing broken nose.)

The boxes are something I just have want set fire to for long while!

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[Snake offered a low growl, staring at Alek with defiant eyes. He did notice the brusing--]

Did you think to check for people inside before you acted like a moron?

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Look there were so many box, how I am suppose to guess where you are?

(He glares back, his fear turning into anger at being called a moron. He doen't think it's his fault that Snakes have this weird box obssession. )

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Maybe if you had said something other than mumbling under your breath.

[Snake breathes out a harsh breath. It's a little warm, like his face is starting to feel.]

[He reluctantly pulls back, turning his head away.] The damage is done now.

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(He exhales quietly in relief, hardly able to believe his luck.)

Do not worry, next time I shout loudly for warning.

(He pats Snake's shoulder, smiling slightly.)

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_{...I hope there won't be a next time.}

[His poor precious boxes! They couldn't survive another blast like that.]

... [He winces slightly with the pat, breathing in quietly, not admitting that the touch made his shoulder heat up. He lets his hand drop from Alek's shirt, staring tentatively.]

What's your name?

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Well I think there will not be, not if I need check all box!

(He smirks and pats him again, not yet noticing the effects.)

My name.is Aleksandr Koslov, but since we are so good friend now you can call me Alek.

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[Snake shifts his shoulder gingerly, a brow arching slowly. He won't give in to the weakness his body is feeling right now.]

Alek, huh?

Keep your matches to yourself from now on.

[Damn. Now he had to find a new room to hide in.]

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To myself? But I thought share is car-

(He cuts himself off when he sees the look on Snake's face.)

Fine, fine, I understand.

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[Snake brings his hand up to rub the side of his face, grunting.]

_{Just be thankful I'm going easy on you, pal.}

[With that, he turns on his heel to leave.]