//burnin' up the night in an alcohol flame

[otaku_mk_ii]

[Otacon didn't drink if he could help it. But you know what? Screw it. Screw this situation, screw this building he was in, and whatever else. This building had damn near broken the scientist, and he needed a drink. Badly

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[kuklakimou]

...

[D'awwwww, Hal...]

[There's a wheelchair parked beside you, Hal. And an Ivan guarding you carefully, a shotgun resting on his lap.]]

[otaku_mk_ii]

. . .

Hiiiii, Ivan~

[kuklakimou]

Hello, Hal.

[He hid a laugh. Hey, he's Russian, he won't judge.]

[otaku_mk_ii]

Hey. Hey. Hey. Y'know what?

You're cute.

[vestri_vires]

...?

[He approached the other him slowly, wondering faintly what was going on. Since when did he drink? Was the alternate from a world so absurd as that?]

...Hal?

[otaku_mk_ii]

[Blinkblink.]

...geez, I really do look like my father. Hi there, older Otacon~

[vestri_vires]

...uh, thanks.

[He gave him a slightly nervous smile.]

Are you alright?

[otaku_mk_ii]

Nope. But I'll be okay. Maybe. I dunno.

[ysobritish]

[And there is an injured and heavily bandaged Liquid standing over you.]

And just what the hell happened to you, Emmerich?

[Idiot.]

[Who just gets drunk in such a public place when there were people like Talib running around?]

[otaku_mk_ii]

Lots a' stuff.

[ysobritish]

I doubt any of it will get better if you leave yourself vulnerable in public.

[otaku_mk_ii]

...doesn' matter. If he wants t'kill me again, he'll kill me again.

[theunrulyone]

...

[Pet pet.]

Pretty, pretty... Hello, Otacon~...

[otaku_mk_ii]

Hi, Raiden~

[Nope, too drunk to care that this is the batshit one.]

[theunrulyone]

[He picked him up, holding him in his arms, and hopped up onto the bar. Cradling him like a child, he hummed for a moment.]

You knew, knew me~...

[otaku_mk_ii]

Mmhm. [He snuggled against Vanya, more than drunk enough to enjoy the contact with no questions asked.]

[otaku_mk_ii]

. . .

[Wave]

Bye~<3