and we are flesh and blood disintegrate

[jackal_hunter]

[A door opened somewhere in Infinity, and out of it stumbled a Liquid-- one who looked younger than most, though it was hard to tell with all of the blood and the very unhinged look in his eyes.  Not all of the blood was his, but a good portion of it was; his back had been split open by the lashes of a whip until it looked like raw meat, and it

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[jailbat]

[A curious young Vamp was lured to the area by the smell of fresh blood. She looked the injured man over, wondering if she should help him or just let him die.]

[jackal_hunter]

[It would take more than severe bleeding and a few bullets to kill Liquid Snake. He was just... stumbling a bit. And a little uncoordinated. But he doesn't particularly care about the girl watching him; so long as she makes no move towards him, he'll assume that he's gone mad and she's a part of his hallucination.]

[jailbat]

[She let her curiosity get the better of her, and walked a little closer.]

What happened to you~?

[vestri_vires]

[Otacon went pale at the sight. It couldn't be. But that looked like - Liquid? But he was hurt badly, and... he was younger. That was worrying. Extremely so.]

Liquid-?!

[He hurried towards the man without thinking.]

[worlds_serpent]

[Liquid was at Otacon's side in an instant, hand moving to his shoulder to stop him.]

Wait. Don't approach so recklessly.

[jackal_hunter]

[The younger soldier was immediately on the defensive when approached.]

/Who are you?!/

[He didn't seem to notice that he was still speaking Arabic.]

[worlds_serpent]

/Calm down. You're relatively safe here, at least for the moment./

[He took half a step forward, just far enough to be standing in front of Otacon.]

You're no longer in the Middle East, soldier. [He used an American accent; for the moment, perhaps he could hide his identity and not have to explain the more confusing things here.]

[breakuliquid]

[Talib spots his back from down the hallway. He doesn't even realize he's moved until his hand is gripping that blood-stained blond hair and ramming the man's head into the wall. He's laughing again.]

/Dog! I think it is time for you to return to your cage like a good little pet!/

[jackal_hunter]

[Liquid didn't know he was being followed until he'd been slammed into the wall.

But he knew that voice anywhere.]

/I am not your pet!/

[He would never go back. He would rather die than go back to that cell again. Liquid jammed his elbow back, aiming for Talib's chest.]

[breakuliquid]

[He catches the elbow with his other hand and wrenches it painfully behind the injured man's back. Kicking the man's leg, he forces him to his knees before trying to slam the broken arm against the wall.]

[He kept laughing.]

[This was familiar. Hurting this dog. No games, no one else, just them together and the glory of violence.]

/Oh, my Liquid Snake, how I am going to enjoy breaking you here~!/

[jackal_hunter]

[He bit back a scream when his broken arm was slammed into the wall, pain shooting up into his shoulder. Liquid was on his knees before he could retaliate; blood loss, exhaustion, and dehydration reared their heads.]

Ggnh--

/I will never-- nngh-- be broken by a bastard like you!/

[lafemmesorrow]

[The feeling of air colder than it should be was probably jarring. The sound of footsteps echoing on the cold floor, the pace slow and leisurely, was probably more so. The Sorrow stepped out into the corridor in question, turning to look slowly at the stranger. This arrival is different. Even without her abilities she would have known that. Approaching casually would be a deadly thing. Like a wild dog, a wounded animal... he would bite any who came near. Only his bite would be worse than that of any other animal. Fear and rage, the blindness of pain, the agony coursing through him... the despair, the desperation. He would strike blindly but with deadly force. She stepped closer, stilling a foot or two away, calmness in her every move. Lead by example, always

[jackal_hunter]

[The sound of rain reminded him of home.]

[He took a wary half-step back from her, but something about her voice was calming, in some small way.]

/I don't need--/

[He realized he was still speaking Arabic, and switched to English. Strange how his mother tongue now felt foreign.]

I don't need your help.

[He was too paranoid to accept a stranger's helping hand.]

[lafemmesorrow]

No, you do not need it. One such as you can survive on your own, regardless of aid offered. It is simply that it would be more comfortable to accept it.

[She smiled slowly and evenly, not approaching. The thunder drew closer and perhaps Liquid would notice the faint touch of incoming rain in the air. It could almost be tasted.]

[volginswaifu]

[Raikov was surprised to see a Liquid Snake in such a state, but that didn't make him any less cautious in his approach, making sure to keep out of arms reach.]

Liquid? What happened to you...
[He'd offer help to the man, if he didn't lash out at him. He knew better than to get on a Liquid's bad side, and it could prove useful to be on one's good.]

[jackal_hunter]

[A military uniform; in his wavering vision, he could only think that this was one of the guards.]

/Stay back!/

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan blinked.]

I don't speak whatever that is...
[He took a few steps back, since Liquid seemed dangerous.]

Speak in English or Russian.

[jackal_hunter]

[Good, he was retreating. He must have seen what Liquid did to those other guards.]

I will never... go back.