[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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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.]
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/Stay back!/
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I don't speak whatever that is...
[He took a few steps back, since Liquid seemed dangerous.]
Speak in English or Russian.
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I will never... go back.
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First of all, wherever you were before, you're not there now. Second of all...I'm Russian, and not from...wherever you came from.
So.
[He eyed Liquid's injuries, his robotic hand clicking as he tapped his fingers.]
Do you want help or not?
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I don't need your help.
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Okay, fine. Bleed, for all I care.
[Just going to walk away now. Ivan isn't going to bother convincing anybody.]
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