[Today, dear Nexus, an odd sight ( Read more... )

[For the past five days, the Nexus has seemed... a little quieter, somehow. The kitchens suddenly don't look like a tornado has blown through them around dinner time, and healthy young ladies and gentlemen can walk around with much less potential for harrassment ( Read more... )

[Depending on where you are in the Nexus today, and at what time, you might run into one of two rather odd "women". Tired of sitting on the backburner due to Ocelot, Liquid needed a way to complete his investigations. The Miller disguise was old and useless now. Therefore ( Read more... )

[Of all the things Liquid might have expected, this was not one of them ( Read more... )

[His alternate was late.

Oh, not that they'd had any set time to meet, or even intended to meet at all. Rather, it was that the man who had been claimed by FOXDIE was not yet returned to the Nexus. Was he gone for good? Was FOXDIE a permanent death for them? If that was the case then Ocelot and himself were both in trouble. Any members of FOXHOUND ( Read more... )

[The knock on the door of the one armed Liquid's house probably was unexpected ( Read more... )

[Liquid Snake is not amused ( Read more... )

[Liquid had stuck to his promise. He was not leaving Ocelot's side now, not now that he was back. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

He hadn't, however, expected that the Nexus would see fit to redecorate while they slept. He slipped from Ocelot's arms, naked and confused, to stare around at the many, many streamers, rubber ducks and easter ( Read more... )

[There is a Liquid wandering the halls. Usually, Liquids are full of zest. This one... not so much. Odd, really. He's been feeling drained all day. His throat is scratchy and it's difficult to breathe properly. Worse, even his reflexes seem to be dulled! His head aches and his body is shaking with the cold. Why is he suddenly feeling the cold? He ( Read more... )

[Valentine's Day was not something that Liquid paid attention to. In this place, dates meant little, especially when you had little incentive to pay attention to them. He had never before honored the date of this particular holiday. It meant little enough to him for it to have slipped his mind entirely. He was, however, on the prowl for Ocelot. For ( Read more... )