obligatory fourth of july post

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY EVERYONE!]

[Come to the roof to do American things! Like have cookouts, and eat watermelon. Stay for the fireworks, too.]

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[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

The nexus has been kind enough to me. Perhaps it has not been too kind to you.

[He speaks his words in a tone that is awfully reminiscent of a command more than a statement. His posture seems more rigid than it once was a while ago.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

You never knew when to quit.

[He grumps his words at him.]

Your determination is admirable but borderlines on foolish.

[better-disguise.livejournal.com]

...What? [She looks to him oddly]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

It's something. [I just can't read your mind to find out what that something is.]

...You are going to continue to hide it from me?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

You should know me by now. I never settle things without a fight.

[Ocelot clenched his fist.] Why is it foolish?

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

You can stop the charade. It doesn't work on me.

Also- [He gestures to her sexy outfit.] -there's no need to stay dressed like that. Most everyone here knows who you are; you aren't fooling anyone. This isn't Groznyj Grad.

_{Shit...this is just as bad as Plisken.}

[He facepalms for a second.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Because you will never beat me.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

This isn't about me beating you, or being the superior. What I can't stand is that look in your eye.

So come at me. Whatever anger or emotion you feel, you will take it out on me.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

That look...won't go away so easily. [Yet, it's already being diffused as they speak.]

[He flexes his hands, cracking his knuckles.]

You aren't my personal punching bag, Adam. I won't use you as such.

People aren't meant to be used.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot scoffed.]

Friends do what friends must. If it will calm you, I'd rather you give me what for.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He sighs] Truthfully...It won't.

Not this time. [This time it would just make him feel guilty.]

...





[He does ogle that tight set of abs you got there, Adam. That's helping a bit.]

[better-disguise.livejournal.com]

...

[Being from a time slightly before promising The Boss that she wouldn't kill Snake, Tatyana can only wonder just why the HELL this man is still alive. She'd probably assume that she died before offing him, if Tanya didn't see several older versions of herself here already. But if she had simply failed in her mission, Tatyana would be as good as dead anyway. The Philosophers don't take too kindly to failure. So, what the Hell is going on...?]

[better-disguize.livejournal.com]

Groznyj Grad?

[She smiles convincingly] You're the intruder everyone was talking about, aren't you?

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[After allowing a moment to pass, Ocelot turns away defeatedly, crouching down to pluck up his coat.]

Have it your way.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

I usually do.

[He is a little sad to see those abs go, but he steals a glance at that ass while he's got the chance.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He smooths his eyebrow with his hand, closing his eye as he sighs his answer.]

I was.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[He rises to his feet again, resting his coat over his forearm.]

I suppose I should leave then.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

You don't have to go anywhere unless that is your desire.

[His gaze seems to wash over him.]

[better-disguize.livejournal.com]

I see. Well- [The woman places a small, uneaten piece of her hot dog down onto the plate and sets it down. She then straightens and walks forward, approaching the man.] I appreciate all you've been trying to do for my dear Nikolai. Thank you.

[better-disguize.livejournal.com]

[And then she turns slightly as if to walk past him, but stops. Tatyana looks forward, past Big Boss's shoulder. Her voice is a low hiss of a whisper as she leans against his arm just slightly.] But you'd do best to stay out of my way, Mr. Intruder.

I'd hate for either of us to have an "issue".

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He just gives her the strangest, strangest look.]

'Issue'?

[John had no intentions of bothering her before...]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

I've no other reason to be here. I'm not going to be celebrating.

[For once, Ocelot isn't concentrating on that wandering gaze.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Not even a tiny bit hungry?

_{Hn...well, I suppose you probably aren't are you?}

Fine...

[better-disguize.livejournal.com]

[Though she says nothing in response, the look she throws him gives a clear message;]

["Keep your mouth shut, Snake. And don't try causing me any trouble."]

[The woman doesn't care what she may have done to him in his past, doesn't care about what she will do to him in the future. It doesn't matter if he has any right to be angry with her, or if his heart was broken. If he's smart, he'll put whatever past they may have had behind him.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[I.Q. ≠ Smartness.]

What the Hell?

I don't know what you think you are going to accomplish here, but now I am not so sure that you quite get the situation we are in. This nexus isn't like the outside world. Your mission is a moot point here.

If you choose to continue as you are, you will just have to deal with us looking at you as if you've completely lost your mind.