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[Hey look. It's yet another Otacon. Though it's fair to say this one has been here for a while... but he's been busy, as per usual. Of course, he did take some time away with
auld_serpent, but now his confidence had been boosted, enough to kick start him into gear and finish his Mk. II.]
[He was listening to Ayumi Hamasaki as he worked on his computer, the robot hooked up to said machine. He watched it twitch and twirl, until finally... a big grin graced his face.]
Oh man. I did it!
[He bends over to clasp his hands over his creation, hauling it up in his lap proudly. It whirled about in his lap, showing a mirrored excitement to its creator.]
[He's forgotten what month it is, and also that his birthday is coming up on the 20th. Perhaps subconciously, he knows, but he doesn't seem to be showing any signs of celebrating. Time flew by when Otacon was concerned, so of course, he has no concept what month it is right now.]
[Now that he had finished, however, something dawned on him; Snake didn't need it. But he could still set out to use it as a device to keep tabs on the Nexus, especially considering how there have been a few threats in his lifetime here. He wasn't prepared to let anyone get away with anything anymore, and hopefully would be able to find out information before they decided to actually attack. With the added effects of stealth, no one would be able to detect it, so he should be able to get away with it.]
[Of course, now he's been up for three days straight, so someone might want to grab him a coffee... or sleeping pills.]
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[He was listening to Ayumi Hamasaki as he worked on his computer, the robot hooked up to said machine. He watched it twitch and twirl, until finally... a big grin graced his face.]
Oh man. I did it!
[He bends over to clasp his hands over his creation, hauling it up in his lap proudly. It whirled about in his lap, showing a mirrored excitement to its creator.]
[He's forgotten what month it is, and also that his birthday is coming up on the 20th. Perhaps subconciously, he knows, but he doesn't seem to be showing any signs of celebrating. Time flew by when Otacon was concerned, so of course, he has no concept what month it is right now.]
[Now that he had finished, however, something dawned on him; Snake didn't need it. But he could still set out to use it as a device to keep tabs on the Nexus, especially considering how there have been a few threats in his lifetime here. He wasn't prepared to let anyone get away with anything anymore, and hopefully would be able to find out information before they decided to actually attack. With the added effects of stealth, no one would be able to detect it, so he should be able to get away with it.]
[Of course, now he's been up for three days straight, so someone might want to grab him a coffee... or sleeping pills.]
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[He grinned sheepishly, touching his glasses up and gently rubbed his eye tiredly.]
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[Because no one knew Otacon's habits better than Otacon himself.]
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[He breathes after that long-winded statement, looking tiredly at his counterpart.]
That's how it's been for the past seventy-two hours to so.
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Yeah, I know that pretty well.
[And he always caught hell from Snake for it.]
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[He knows his own Snake will be lurking arounda nd trying to make him rest.]
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Mmh... Alright. I'll do that right now.
I probably won't be very long, so you're welcome to stay for a while and use the computers if you want.
[It's not like he has anything to hide from... well... himself.]
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Fantastic.
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Right. Well... I'll see you when I wake up then.
[And he took off to the bedroom, not bothering to close the door.]
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Okay.
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