It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss is walking the hallways.]

[He's walking directly past his office.]

[He's currently supporting a BFG ready to hurt some people. Namely saltpeppered.]

[His mood is not the greatest right now. Cross him and say something, and you might suffer the consequences of his wrath.]



_{((ooc: Already been three days since he died and he's ready to kick some ass. Tread carefully!))}

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[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[Something scrawny lurks the halls.]

Hn?

I thought I killed you...

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[As soon as that voice registered in the old man's mind, he immediately turned on his heel to face Snake. His single eye narrowed and he raised his gun immediately.]

[He fired a bullet - only a warning - as it lodged beside Snake's head in the wall. He sneered.]

There you are.

Which reminds me that I bought bubblegum yesterday AWESOME

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[Why did he have to be walking the same hallways she was walking down? WHY!? D:]

[So, yeah... she really wants to hide right now.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[Dave doesn't budge. He does not fear death. Not any more.]

Here I am. [He outstretched his arms.] What do you want?

Can I have some? :D

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[His eye catches sight of his 'daughter'. He arches a silver brow slowly, before striding up towards her.]

Liquid.

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

You killed me. A bullet to the back of the head.

[He strode up to him, a fierce step in his stride, and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.]

I thought I raised you better than to play dirty, Snake.

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

_Augh-

[He winces out a cough.]

You turned your back on you, you bastard!

Yes. /gives some

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[SHIT. He noticed her.]

...H-Hi.

[That came out as more of a strangled squeak. Fuck dammit :(]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss placed his gun over his shoulder securely and then proceeded to ram his knee into Snake's gut.]

And what provoked you to do so, hmm? I didn't attempt to do such a thing to you. I wasn't searching for your death.

But you may have just convinced me otherwise.

/Noms

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

...

This is why you will never amount to the same status as Snake has. You are pathetic.

[He rolled his single eye.] I have no time to deal with you.

[And he continued down the hallway.]

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She blinked, before she realized how stupid she had probably sounded. But then again, why the hell did she care what he thought of her?]

[And that already got her angry. She mood changed pretty quickly.]

You know what, you're probably right, but that doesn't give you the damn right to walk away from me!

[She didn't have much on her, since she had never gotten the chance to get new equipment from when he had stolen it from her, but she still had her fists.]

How about we have a fist fight? If I lose, you can kill me. If I win, you leave Snake alone.

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

Ahn!

[He doubles over in pain then falls to his knees, slamming his right hand onto the floor to stop his body from making contact with it.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss stared at Liquid, disbelieving.]

You wish to have a fist fight with me?

[He barked out a laugh.] If that's what you truly wish.

[Whether or not she realized it, Big Boss had an advantage; half of his body was made out of metal robotics. That included his hands.]

[Never the less, he put aside his gun and took a stance.] Come at me.

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

Then again, it always was fun watching you suffer under my hands. Death would be far too easy.

[He slid his hand into Snake's hair, gripping it tightly.] Look at me, soldier.

[He slowly crouched down to Snake's level, his single eye piercing and strong.] This is the face that made you. This is the face that can break you, understand?

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes I do, since you took away my weapons. But I don't need them.

[She reached into her pockets to grab her gloves, before pulling them on, and also taking a stance. She indicated with her hands for him to come at her, an extremely concentrated and serious look on her face.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

... You want me to make the first move? Well... If you insist.

[For a large, bulky, tall man, Big Boss was fast. He charged at Liquid and directed a punch into her gut.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

_Aaa-!

[He grunts in pain, wincing, but he manages to look his angry Father in the eye as ordered.]

Yes...Yes, Sir. Yes, Sir! [Snake wheezes his words.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

Hmh. That's better.

[He released his grip on him and stood up to his feet.]

Get up.

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[And so was she. She was pretty flexible, actually. Because of that, she ducked to the side and slammed her fist into his side.]

Ah-ah.

[She grinned, and wagged her finger at him like a nagging mom, before taking a stance again a few feet away.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss hunched slightly as he was punched. But it was mostly to allow Liquid to believe she had done something to hurt him.]

[He hadn't felt a thing, due to the metal.]

[He grabbed that finger wagging at him and threateningly pulled it back, pushing it to the breaking point.]

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

[Somehow he manages to get back to his feet even though his stomach is killing him and the back of his head burns in pain but he doesn't say a word.]

...

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She just gave him a blank look, not letting it affect her, even if it did hurt. She wasn't going to let him win this time. Taunting was sort of a trademark thing for her, though, so he's probably going to expect much more later on.]

You know what? You don't scare me anymore. I was so stupid to be affected by this.

[Here Big Boss, have her elbow slam into your nose.]

[zanzibarasshole.livejournal.com]

[In the days since the man's death, Fox has been more or less on automatic. He hasn't slept, hasn't eaten -- hasn't even done so much as bathe or change his clothes. Still clad in the same clothing that Big Boss' blood had soaked through, his hands still stained with a now-fading red tint, he's been doing what he was ordered to prior to Big Boss' murder -- stockpiling ammunition, explosives and rations for the underground hangar for the army his commander was amassing.]

[He wanders the halls, a heavy pack full of rations on his back as he moves. He hadn't even returned to his room where he'd left the man's corpse, unable to bear looking at the reminder that a coward's lucky shot had managed to best the world's greatest soldier. He had no idea that the man had been revived.]

[All Fox knows is that he needs to continue his task as if the man had been here all along. It's the only way to keep himself in check.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[He curls his finger into Snake's collar and tugs him once.]

I won't be killing you, Snake. That option is far too good for you.

No... I think I would much rather keep you alive for the time being. And from now on, you will remain under my guard.

[saltpeppered.livejournal.com]

Under...you?

[He reaches up and rests his hand on Big Boss' cold, metal hand, but he doesn't bother trying to get free as he realizes he couldn't if he wanted to.]