وأعتقد أنك ترى أن ابن سقوط المزيد والمزيد

[laa_takfi]

[Visitors to the third floor might notice a very bored ghost hanging around. At first glance, he doesn't seem much different from any other ghost... or does he? Liquid hasn't strayed far from Ocelot for a while. It wasn't as if he could go terribly far from him while the man had his goddamn arm. The fool might just decide to cut it off one day.

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[old_killer]

[Just walking around, swinging about his machine gun boredly. With Otacon working on his requests, he's got nothing to do for a while...]

[laa_takfi]

[A voice whispers in his ear.]

You've grown old, brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrother~...

[old_killer]

[Eyes widen for a moment, and he decorates a nearby wall with several large holes from his gun.]

[laa_takfi]

Are you afraid? You, the brother who fought so fiercely to destroy me in the past?

[He laughs, darkly.]

Brrrrrrrrrrrrother~... it looks like you failed.

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan had just come back from the kitchen with a couple platefuls of food, and was heading back through the halls to find his room.]

[laa_takfi]

[A ghostly voice whispers in his ear.]

Lost?

[volginswaifu]

[Shuddering Ivan stops in his tracks, looking to either side of him. He spotss Liquid's ghost and backs away, plates clanging against each other.]

Huh?!

[laa_takfi]

What's the matter? Feeling a little... afraid?

[He floats closer, lifting his hands dramatically.]

[noscreamsyet]

[Oh wow there were a lot of ghosts in this strange place. She wondered if he'd be as nice as the last one.]

/Hello!/

[laa_takfi]

[He looked at the girl curiously. Something about her was worrying.]

/...hello./

[noscreamsyet]

/Are you a nice spirit, like the other one?/

[laa_takfi]

/That depends on your definition of "nice"./

[fancy_shooting]

[Ocelot spots the ghost right away.]

...Liquid?

[Of course, he can't tell that this one was dead before he even came here. ...He can't even tell this Liquid apart from any of the other ones. If only he could put some kind of marker on them. There might be a chance that this is his Liquid, dead of something recent and unknown. He won't know until he gets a response.]

[laa_takfi]

[...?]

[Oh, the younger one... not the one he has to work with. Still, he might be useful.]

Something the matter, Ocelot?

[fancy_shooting]

[Not quite a telling enough answer.]

I was about to ask you the same thing.

[He gestures to Liquid's transparent body.]

[laa_takfi]

[He raised an eyebrow before remembering. There were living ones around here somewhere, weren't there? How infuriating...]

Just passing time. Being dead can get rather boring, after all.

[worlds_serpent]

...well, that's quite interesting. Strange to see myself in such a state.

[laa_takfi]

...well, that's interesting...

[This is the first time he's met another Liquid. He regards him almost coolly.]

I've heard of you being around, but I have not yet met any others. Hello, Liquid.

[worlds_serpent]

It's James now, thanks. [Smirking, he lit a cigarette.] James Moriarty for now, but not much longer.

[laa_takfi]

James... Moriarty. I must say I approve...

[Wait. Did he just say?]

Why would your name be changing?