[thirteenth bullet] action

[boldandresolute]

[Liquid had gotten tired of waiting in Violet for his father to show his face.  Despite the fact that the snow was coming down so thick that he could hardly see two feet in front of his face and the temperatures weren't climbing out of the low teens, the British soldier left the safety of his hotel room in pursuit of Big Boss.  He would find him,

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[philanthrotaku]

Liquid, please--!

[Otacon had been following as closely as he could, pleading almost constantly for the soldier to turn around and get out of this god-awful weather.]

[Being Liquid, he didn't listen.]

[When he tripped, Otacon was at his side in a moment with a confused look on his face. Liquid didn't trip, the very idea seemed ludicrous.]

What...what was that?

[sneaking_sin]

[That thing Liquid tripped over was one passed-out Big Boss, face-down in the snow. But his body wasn't cold yet, it was something other than the weather that made him pass out. Perhaps it was some of the light-blue Chesto berries scattered in the snow in front of him.]

[In any case, the foot to his side roused a vague groan from him, but didn't quite wake him up.]

[boldandresolute]

[Liquid ignored the engineer much like he had been doing for the past half hour or so, and leaned down to get a better look at what he'd tripped over.]

[And when he saw exactly what that passed-out shape was, Big Boss would find himself being roused by a kick to the ribs rather than just a foot to the side.]

Get up and face me like a man, Father!

[Liquid had to engage in a bit of a shouting match with the wind, but his lungs could beat out any gale.]

[philanthrotaku]

[Oh, what the hell.]

Liquid, will you listen to me for once?!