ive had it with these motherfucking snakes in this motherfucking port

[heavendivided]

Who: NAKED SNAKE AND LIQUID SNAKE
When: AFTER THE BRAWL IN FRONT OF EDGEWORTH'S APARTMENT
Where: BIG BOSS'S BEDROOM
Summary: HOT GAY SNAKECEST. lolno BB tranquilized psychopathic!Liquid and now locked him up in his bedroom while he treats his own bulletwounds. Yay!
Warnings: NONE HAHA. Okay maybe some blood.

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[ysobritish]

"My, such a pity. I suppose I'll be heartbroken for a while," he replied, his tone lightly teasing. On the bright side, his father didn't sound like he was going to kill him - although if he had, he supposed he would not have woken up at all. It would have been much easier for the man to simply shoot while he was out and unable to fight, and even Liquid Snake could probably not live through that; or if he did, he would have been severely damaged.

Liquid tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling thoughtfully, resting his head on his hand as he pondered his answer to the question. It was a difficult one to answer. He supposed in a sense he had, although indignant rage still ran deep. Part of him wasn't sure he could forgive the man for daring to be right. Or for the comments that had incited him into such a rage to begin with. Or, for that matter, for being a stubborn ass. But violence wasn't the answer. It was a strange world out there, where violence couldn't solve things. But this was the type of society he'd entered. How absurd.

"I suppose I have. I'd still like to wring his neck, but it's controllable now."

[heavendivided]

"You're not alone with that urge, but you learn to live with it. Killing him doesn't solve anything. If talking to him gets unbearable, just cut the connection or change the topic. Edgeworth can at times be more of a sociopath than most other people I know," he explained, plucking the cigar from his lips, which were still curled into a very humorless smile. Well. If Jack was glad for anything, it was that he wouldn't have to chain Liquid to his bed and lock him up in his room. And shooting a soldier with their guard down definitely wasn't his style, so Liquid didn't have to worry about that, at least.

He contemplated if he should continue that train of thought.

"He had a hard life, too; so his attitude is somewhat..." He gestured with the cigar between his fingers, looking for the right word. He wouldn't say understandable or justifiable, but - "It's not baseless. It's easier to tolerate when you keep that in mind, though he wouldn't want to be treated differently because of something like that." He sighed. "Still, his suicidal tendencies are getting out of control. Yours too, it seems like. Don't do that again."