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[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

[An Otacon is sat in the Philanthropy offices. He's not consumed by the computer for once. Instead, he has various sheets of paper surrounding him, all fanned out and ready to be used as a keen source of information. The fact that him and legendarysolid have been led to believe that Big Boss was planning something provoked an eager wish to find out more, to see if their hunch was true.]

[In the dark vicinity of the room, Otacon mutters to himself, his cup of coffee going untouched and cooling by the second.]

So far, the blueprints seem to be making up a vehicle of sorts. I'd be concerned about a Metal Gear in process, but it looks too focused on a cockpit rather than a robot built on such a large scale.

[He pencils something on the blueprints.] I guess he could be misleading us on purpose but why would he do that so far in advance? _{More of a replica of a tank than anything else... Or maybe a helicopter without the propellas.}

[He huffed out a sigh, removing his glasses. His eyes were starting to hurt from the intensity of his work pace. Anyone that knew Otacon would understand his dedication to his work. It would take a lot to persuade him to stop, but you can try.]

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[sonofstorms.livejournal.com]

She's a friend of mine. And a wonderful woman.

[He holds out his free hand.] Little John, it's nice to meet you.

[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

A... woman?

She's always going to be my little sister.

[He looks warily at that hand, wondering if this man was trustworthy. He doesn't immediately take that hand.] How do you know E.E.?

[sonofstorms.livejournal.com]

I met her here in the Nexus. She and I are friends, although there's plenty of times I'm sure she wants me to just shut up.

[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

... Just friends?

[He slanted his eyes, highly overprotective of his sister.]

[sonofstorms.livejournal.com]

...with benefits.

[Might as well tell the truth. Hal is a little less likely to kill his ass than Snake or Liquid.]

[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

What.

[sonofstorms.livejournal.com]

Your sister and I are, umm friends with benefits.

[Arms going up to protect his face now.]

[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

You had better stop that right now. How dare you touch her! You... You...!

You lecherous bastard!

[sonofstorms.livejournal.com]

I find that funny, coming from a guy I know has a copy of La Blue Girl.

She's 29, if anything six years my senior. I think she has control.

[hikikomorihal.livejournal.com]

What?!

That's none of your business!

[He picks up a stapler, threatening to throw it at the the other man.]

Get out! And stay away from my sister!