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Some cats like water
[Living an honest lifestyle had its downfalls, this old Ocelot was starting to see. Having lied his way through the majority of his life was comfortable enough for him, but now that he had jeprodized two important relationships from being honest and truthful, he was finding it incredibly hard to see the hype. At least when he worked as a triple agent, he managed to gain trust easier and almost always got his way. It was easier to lie. He never imagined that being truthful and not hiding the past would be painful.
Rather than looking for someone to fight to rid the flurry of emotions inside, Ocelot had made his way out into the cruise room. He was standing on the deck of his boat, hands braced on the railings. Being out in the open with the sea wind wipping about his hair made him forget momentarily just how alone he felt in this world.
However, part of him knows that he won't be alone for very long. Entering a room like this usually attracted attention, so he has set up a buffet on the lower deck, along with a bar for cocktails and some lawn chairs were sprawled out should any female company decide to get a tan under the sun.]
Rather than looking for someone to fight to rid the flurry of emotions inside, Ocelot had made his way out into the cruise room. He was standing on the deck of his boat, hands braced on the railings. Being out in the open with the sea wind wipping about his hair made him forget momentarily just how alone he felt in this world.
However, part of him knows that he won't be alone for very long. Entering a room like this usually attracted attention, so he has set up a buffet on the lower deck, along with a bar for cocktails and some lawn chairs were sprawled out should any female company decide to get a tan under the sun.]
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[He raised an eyebrow suspiciously.] You're a terrible liar, John.
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[John frowns because he's...not wanting to talk about it to Adam now that he seems to be less upset with him. That and it's sort of embarrassing how badly John fails at talking to EVA.]
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[He turns his head back.]
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The first offensive. [Not easy for the old bastard to get out, but somehow he manages.] I...hn- [He inhales sharply, then exhales his words.] I spoke with the EVA from the Les Enfants Terribles time period. She called me and we almost had phone sex until she sensed my worry-
I have yet to locate and speak with the EVA from my time.
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[Well now he's sort of glad he got out when he did.]
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...I know what you're thinking and it's really nothing like that-!
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I assure you; it is not!
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I know that you are incapable of commitment.
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What?
[This was said in the flattest, 'oh no you didn't' tone that Adam has ever heard from John.]
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[Spoken in the coolest of tones possible.]
You have always had a wandering eye.
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You know that I can. Stop doubing my ability.
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It isn't up to me what you decide to do with your love and sex life. But I will offer you this; think before you do. If they are content to share you, so be it.
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[Oh yes, he is rather irritated about the insinuations that have been made about his fidelity.]
I am not like that and I don't appreciate how you are speaking to me- [He clenches his old fists, causing his leather gloves to creak.]
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[He sighs] I know EVA is EVA but it still bothered me to disappoint her again, but I had to be honest.
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Don't lead someone on just to leave them disappointed. Even if it is EVA.
Mama deserves you wholeheartedly, unless you agree to see other versions of yourselves.
[His shoulders slump.] Just talk to her, John.
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...
[He still has butterflies in his belly, and judging by its size, he's got a LOT of butterflies to contend with.]
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[LOL Monday, that's what]
[John facepalms. He seems frustrated and nervous.]
[ffffff]
Stop making excuses.
Re: [ffffff]
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[Oh, so that's what that is. How can Adam be so sure?]
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[The silence was enough to make him turn on his heel, speaking with a slightly rasped voice.]
I think I'm going to retire to my quarters.
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