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[soundsofsorrow]

[Sorrow had seen some incredibly strange things in his lifetime. Like the transparent soldiers that hovered around his unitmates now and then...choking on blood from slit throats and gurgling insults to their murderers. Like the shrieking ghosts of men that had been blown apart by grenades only to find themselves looking at the scattered remnants

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[kuklakimou]

[Ivan is suddenly very glad he's a ghost. Something feels very wrong here and he hides behind a conveniently placed jutting out piece of stone.]

[soundsofsorrow]

[Have a Sorrow creeper!stare in your direction.]

...Is there something I can assist you with, Major Raikov?

[kuklakimou]

[!]

Shit. [Ahem. Best be polite. The aura coming off of this one is disturbing.] It's just Raikov, sir. No Major. And no, sir. Totally not wishing I was back home where you were dead at all.

[soundsofsorrow]

Dead?

[That smile is damn unnerving when paired with that particular look in his eyes, not that poor Raikov needs the intimidation.]

I do regret to inform you that you appear to be the one that is dead.

[kuklakimou]

[Ivan is very scared.]

...a-at the moment I am. In a few days I won't be. It's the rules of this place. Back h-home, in my world, you're dead. All the Cobras are dead.

[soundsofsorrow]

[Probably should be.]

That's quite strange, don't you think so? Death is not meant to be temporary...nor has it been something given to myself and my unit.

[kuklakimou]

[Focus! Stop stammering! With a huge effort he manages to control his voice.]

It is strange. But that is the way it is here. The dead come back to life whether their bodies still exist or not. And in my world, you lie dead at the hands of Snake.

[soundsofsorrow]

. . .

[Irritation on Sorrow's face often only presented itself as a vague hardening of his expression and icy sort of spark in his eyes.]

Is that so?

[kuklakimou]

Yes, it is.

[He can't tell E.Sorrow's irritated, but he does want to be far away from the creepy man, so he starts to float off.]

[soundsofsorrow]

[Go ahead and leave, Raikov.]

[He'll just find you.]

[kuklakimou]

[...?]

[Ivan turns and looks back at him, pausing in his leaving. Why does he suddenly have the chills? GHOSTS DON'T GET CHILLS.]

[soundsofsorrow]

[THEY DO IF SORROW'S INVOLVED]

[And he'll just be right here.]

[Watching you.]

[And smiling.]

[kuklakimou]

[...oh god.]

...Mr Sorrow, sir? Is there something you want?

[soundsofsorrow]

Not at all.

[Smiiiiiiile.]

[kuklakimou]

[...not good. So very not good. So for now, he takes advantage of the fact the can move fast and zooms off to pastures unknown. Aka, the nearest 'safe' room he knows of.]