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Let's go to the movies!
[After talking to Para-Medic again while being handcuffed with her, Otacon had realized that the two of them hadn't spent an awful lot of time together, despite having a few similar interests. Not only that, but Jane seemed genuinely interested in the world of the 'future', and movies. There was so much Halie wanted to show her friend.]
[As the 24 hours had passed by, Halie had left a little note for her friend asking her out to see a movie, considering Jane had suggested that while they had spoken. In heightened spirits, the nerd had puttered out and was waiting in the lobby outside of the theatre. She had some popcorn and drinks in her hands, waiting for Jane to arrive.]
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drquacksays but open for everyone. Movieees~ Feel free to drop in and see what's playing.))
[As the 24 hours had passed by, Halie had left a little note for her friend asking her out to see a movie, considering Jane had suggested that while they had spoken. In heightened spirits, the nerd had puttered out and was waiting in the lobby outside of the theatre. She had some popcorn and drinks in her hands, waiting for Jane to arrive.]
((ooc: Looking for
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[Settles down more into his rather comfortable seat.]
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[He chuckled low in his throat, resting the drink in the cup-holder and the popcorn in his lap. He strummed his fingers against his knees idly, focusing on the screen.]
[Part of him wanted to slip his arm up around Otacon's shoulders. He held back for now, until the film had gone past the titles at least.]
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Sean Connery was better than Roger Moore. [More musing to himself, but spoken loud enough for Hal to hear.]
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[Snake's eyes cast a sideways glance to the hand on the armrest. He casually takes another few pieces of popcorn, before sneakily snaking his arm up over the chairs, eyes fixed to the large screen in front.]
[He waits another few minutes, until he allows his arm to snake down around Otacon's shoulders, hoping he wasn't pushed away for the contact.]
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[Smiling a little as he looks at Snake.] You better not be trying to wipe your buttery hands off on my shoulder.
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This is my clean hand. [Snake kept his arm there, not meeting Otacon's eyes. He could feel his face warm slightly, and it was obvious he really wasn't used to this sort of thing. But he kind of liked it...]
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[He can read the nervousness in Snake's body. Hoping to reassure him, he scoots closer to Snake and leans his head on the other man's shoulder.]
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Hnn~
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[He's barely paying attention to the movie. All of his senses are focused on the feel and scent of Snake next to him.]
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[His hand continued to tend to Otacon's shoulder, mentally noting how skinny he was. His concentration on the movie began to wane, and became more concentrated on holding Hal.]
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[And then laughs out loud at an unconvincing action scene.] Man, you could have pulled that stunt off much better.
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[He boasts a little, but it's all in jest. He thinks how nice it is to hear Otacon laugh.]
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Heh. You taste like popcorn.
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Mmh... Really now? [He couldn't help the grin slide onto his face.] I couldn't quite pick up what you taste like. I might have to kiss you to see.
[And he leans in to steal another small kiss, with a hint of tongue tracing across Hal's bottom lip, before pulling back.] Mm~ Coke.
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[He tightens his hand at Hal's shoulder, concentrating on the movie. He leans back in his seat, getting comfortable.]
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[He removes the Coke from the armrest between them and puts it on the one on his other side. Then lifts up the armrest so it's not between him and Snake.]
[Settles back against the soldier. There, that feels much better.]
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[Snake lazily caresses Hal's arm, focused on the movie now.]
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[Otacon can feel every breath the soldier takes. The steady breathing reminds him of the second night they spent together, when he spent a good ten minutes watching Dave sleep.]
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[He occasionally rubs his cheek against Hal's head, enjoying his company and his warmth.]
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[Might as well turn that movement into a kiss, since Snake's already available right now.]
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