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Who: Ocelot (fancy_shooting) and Liquid Snake (ysobritish)
When: 9/4/10
Where: starting at Ocelot's extra apartment
Summary: TOP SECRET VERY IMPORTANT MISSION
Warnings: nope
Ocelot was in a more thoughtful mood than usual, spinning his revolvers until the callouses on his fingers started to sting. Despite the presence of a visiting Liquid Snake, the apartment still felt... empty. Almost quiet. He almost hated coming home because of the idleness of the place, though Liquid's presence certainly helped his enthusiasm a great deal. Yet without his connections to The Patriots, GRU, the KGB, and everything else outside the island, everything was reduced to such a smaller scale that it was hardly worthwhile. What was an island, compared to an entire world? SERO and AGI were nothing; petty squabbling corporations hardly worth his talent.
He thought about taking in his cats, but he felt that they were more useful in the warehouse, where they kept patrol the way no human could, and stayed close to even the most antisocial of residents. It wasn't as if Ocelot could really communicate with them, but he could read a cat just as well as a man, and understood their attitudes and feelings.
He needed something else. Which is why he casually entered the living room, met eyes with Liquid, crooked his finger, and said "Come on, I've got a mission to do and you're going to help."
When: 9/4/10
Where: starting at Ocelot's extra apartment
Summary: TOP SECRET VERY IMPORTANT MISSION
Warnings: nope
Ocelot was in a more thoughtful mood than usual, spinning his revolvers until the callouses on his fingers started to sting. Despite the presence of a visiting Liquid Snake, the apartment still felt... empty. Almost quiet. He almost hated coming home because of the idleness of the place, though Liquid's presence certainly helped his enthusiasm a great deal. Yet without his connections to The Patriots, GRU, the KGB, and everything else outside the island, everything was reduced to such a smaller scale that it was hardly worthwhile. What was an island, compared to an entire world? SERO and AGI were nothing; petty squabbling corporations hardly worth his talent.
He thought about taking in his cats, but he felt that they were more useful in the warehouse, where they kept patrol the way no human could, and stayed close to even the most antisocial of residents. It wasn't as if Ocelot could really communicate with them, but he could read a cat just as well as a man, and understood their attitudes and feelings.
He needed something else. Which is why he casually entered the living room, met eyes with Liquid, crooked his finger, and said "Come on, I've got a mission to do and you're going to help."