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[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[Hal Emmerich, codename Vamp, wanders around the lobby, confused. He'd just finished threatening the intruder and was off to tell Fortune about who else he'd seen sneaking about.]

[But... this didn't look like the Big Shell.]

...

[He jumps along the walls, landing on top of a small ledge near the lobby's ceiling. From there, he keeps an eye out for anyone who might walk by.]

((Based off of this casting theater))

Comments

Of course!

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

Jackie...

[She doesn't smell familiar, he would remember. But she has a codename, and that strange, robotic body. Could she have been sent to stop dead cell?]

Who do you work for?

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

No one... not anymore.

[She glanced at him]

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

Hmm... interesting.

[He can tell from her muscle movements that she isn't lying. Perhaps they are in some sort of 'nexus'. He stops circling and stands straight, facing her.]

Call me Vamp.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[...What? What did... he just say?

Her eyes were extremely wide as she stared at him, trying not to choke on air]

...C-Could you.. repeat?

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles darkly, an amused smirk appearing on his face at her sudden shock, mistaking it for terror.]

I am Vamp.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[Okay. This is very awkward and weird and just plain stupid]

...You look nothing like him. You look like a man by the name of Otacon. I knew alot was possible here, but this? Come on...

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[Oh come on baby, you know you like it.]

How can I look nothing like myself? I don't know anybody by the name of Otacon.

[He leans in closer, invading her personal space.]

What's wrong? You seem upset.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[D: Get away from me, rapist!]

Upset? Wh-What makes you think I'm upset?

[BACKING AWAY SLOWLY]

You just... don't look anything like the Vamp I know.

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

I don't even have to read your muscles, your voice and face say everything.

[He walks forward as she backs away, enjoying her discomfort.]

Now, how could you know another me?

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

B-Because... there's a you from where I'm from. What else?

[She gulped. She just kept on backing away. Sooner or later, she'll hit a wall :|]

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

And you two don't get along?

[Step.]

[He decides to leave the technical questions for another time. Right now, he's having too much fun.]

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

N-No, it's...

[She looked down. It would be much too embarressing to tell him.


...Yeeep. She hit that wall :|]

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

If that's not it, then what is...?

[He places his hands against the wall behind her, leering.]

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[Okay. This was really uncomfortable]

I-It was nothing. Nothing, really.

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

You know you can't fool me. I can read you like a book.

[Plus, her stuttering was a really obvious giveaway.]

You might as well just tell me now.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[Her cheeks flushed a bright pink as she was shaking her head]

...N-No, I can't. It... It would be too weird.

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[He grins, noting the blush.]

It would be weirder if you did not.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[She simply shook her head and pushed him out of the way]

I'm not telling you!

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[He grabs her arm and grips it tightly, sneering.]

Now, now. If you don't tell me I'll have to assume the worst.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[She made a sound of surprise as he gripped her arm]

H-Hey let me go-!

[She attempted to yank her arm out of his grip]

Why don't you just guess then!?

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[He merely tightens his grip.]

Let's see... you and him weren't enemies, but you refuse to tell me your relationship.

Perhaps you were friendly in some way or...

[His sneer transforms into a smirk.]

Something more.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[She winced. That grip was really starting to hurt]

You got your answer. Happy now? Now let me go!

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

[He releases her with a short laugh.]

You, and I? Interesting.

[owmytits.livejournal.com]

[She growled, rubbing her arm once he released it]

...

[She chose not to comment]

[flyinglabcoat.livejournal.com]

...Well?

[He arches and eyebrow with a smirk, waiting for something.]