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[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[A Liquid Ocelot appears on the rooftops. He is staring out across the railings, eyes scoping down to the Nexus below. His entire surroundings have changed from his last whereabouts, and confusion stiffles onto his face.]

[Naturally, he remains calm, but his eyes sharpen beneath his sunglasses propped against the bridge of his nose. He stares down at his walkie-talkie, firmly in his grasp, listening to the static motion on the other side. It was clear he was out of range.]

This is not the Middle East.

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[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[His eyes roam over the figure, before a snarling smile draws across the elder's lips. It seemed everything had gone into a complete disaster.]

I see... And do you happen to know where exactly this is?

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

[She put her saluting hand down, placing it behind her.] Most call this a "nexus". It seems that people from all times, places, and even dimensions gather.

I realize that this is hard to believe, sir, but I assure you that it's the truth.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[It takes the man a long while to contemplate the effects of this knowledge, trying to formulate a plan in his mind to coexist with the one already constructed.]

... Times, places, dimensions.

A soldier of mine has never lied to me in the past.

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.] No, sir.

I should probably also add that there are also multiple versions of the same people running rampant around this place. For instance, I have seen a couple of different versions of yourself in this nexus.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

...

Other versions?

Multiples?

Multiples of myself... [He cannot help the slow smirk that plays across his lips. He turns on his heel abruptly and faces the railing, before laughing out to the building.]

HAH! This couldn't have been orchestrated better!

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

[Natalia is fairly smart with her upgraded AI and all, so she knows that it was probably better to not ask.]

...do you have any other questions, sir?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[He turns back to the woman after a moment. He doesn't know them on a personal level, but he does know the FROG soldiers are elite.]

Yes... What is inside this building we are on?

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

It appears to be an assortment of different rooms. Most of them appear to be normal, living units, kitchens, infirmaries, and public restrooms. However, there are a few rooms with peculiar effects. The effects seem to range from appearance or personality changes to being forced to do something to get out.

And despite all the searching I've done, I can't seem to find anyway out of here.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

How convoluted...

Do you know if any Metal Gears have been based within these facilities?

[How he would enjoy being able to bare witness to that.]

Peculiar effects. Mm... My interests have piqued.

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

Yes, sir. I have seen both Metal Gear Ray and Rex in this building.

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The thing is though, both seem...to be able to communicate with humans. Verbally. If I had to take a guess, I would assume it would be the work of the nanomachines, but I am not certain.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

_{Talking Metal Gears... Now I know I am simply hallucinating.}

[The old man rubbed his face gingerly, before adjusting his sun glasses.] Ah, so the nanomachines are still able to infiltrate ones body. Excelent to hear.

[patrolwithboobs.livejournal.com]

[Oh Natalia wished she were hallucinating. A place, such as this one, drove even a person who had been sober for eight years to find comfort in alcohol again. That was, when no one was looking. She sure as hell isn't going to say any of this out loud though.]

It would seem so, yes.