[The NV is set down just opposite him and he steps back to perch on the edge of a table. The astute might notice the Materia Kadaj gave him barely visible underneath his discarded coat, but other than that, there's nothing else visible of the room.
Liquid actually seems... happy. It's nothing concrete. It's written more in the lines of his body
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Chess is an interesting analogy. Are you a piece or a player?
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[He looks over at Ocelot, smirking a little.]
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[Ocelot rises from the couch and walks over to a window.]
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[He watches him idly, looking amused.]
Wolf and I are hitting up a pharmacy later. Anything you need?
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[He leans on the windowsill, looking outside while speaking to the other man.]
Hmm......... how about some heavy sedatives. Or tranquilizers.
And we're out of milk.
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[A sigh.]
And you're right. Only a fool would be so weak. How can anyone so pathetic hope to hold command of anyone?
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...You might be pleased to know that I think you must have been a worthy leader in your time.
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[He is pleased. That earns Ocelot a smile.]
Thank you, Ocelot.
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And what I looked like.
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[What Ocelot looked like?]
You were in your early sixties by my time. Tall, grey hair. A moustache. You flounced strode around the place like a bantam cock. You dressed rather sombrely, if you discounted the long and flashy coat and the bullet loop you wore. Oh, and the gloves. Other than that, you'd have looked just like any other soldier, really.
[If any other soldier was determined to be mistaken for a cowboy.]
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