// Oh won't you set me free, set me free, yeah...

[ysobritish]

[His alternate was late.

Oh, not that they'd had any set time to meet, or even intended to meet at all. Rather, it was that the man who had been claimed by FOXDIE was not yet returned to the Nexus. Was he gone for good? Was FOXDIE a permanent death for them? If that was the case then Ocelot and himself were both in trouble. Any members of FOXHOUND

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[identitycircit]

[And there was a noise. It was the sound of doors being kicked open from far away. It slowly started to come closer, followed up by loud swearing in a female voice]

[Finally, the door right in front of Liquid was kicked open]

-and take your damned genderswap rooms up your arse so far you'll be burping displaced breasts and cocks for days to come!

[An angry naked female Liquid strode out, one arm crossed under her breasts and her lips a slight blue tinge. It's quite obvious some part of her was cold, but she ignored it as she walked out]

1/2

[ysobritish]

...

[Oh hey. Speak of the devil.]

Brother-?!

[That was very much not expected. At all.]

2/2

[ysobritish]

You're alive...

[Liquid's expression flickered only slightly before he crossed the few steps to where she stood. His arms seized her, drawing her into a tight embrace and crushing her naked body against his broader chest. It was likely a painful embrace, but he didn't care, goddammit. He didn't even notice the way her breasts were squashed against his own body.]

About time...

[identitycircit]

!

[Liquid tensed slightly at the embrace, then relaxed into it]

... why are you walking around, Brother? [Just ignore the arms coming up to embrace you just as tightly, Liquid]

[neurotic_insect]

[Don't worry, Liquid. Dimitri was already informed about the virus, although he is not particularly happy about it. The psychic is walking down the hall in a bit of a daze, but he does have a new accessory: a small radio hanging by a strap from his wrist. The song playing was a mournful little tune about a ship's captain talking about his ship sinking.]

[Suddenly, a Liquid in the peripheral vision.] Oh... Hi.

[ysobritish]

...?

[Liquid looks around in surprise at the sound of the music.]

Ah- Dimitri. Are you alright? You don't seem very happy.

[neurotic_insect]

I don't know how I can be. [Shrug.] I learned very recently that there's a serial killer virus running around here that attacks the old and infirm and that I'm part of it's little hit list.

[Sighing, he lowered the volume of the radio, a weak aura of generalized depression seeping from his pores.] On top of that, I learned it from the ghosts of my older self and his...boyfriend. [You could hear his grimace when he said that.] This whole thing's leaving me emotionally numb.

[ysobritish]

...ah. Then you already know about FOXDIE.

[Liquid frowned, moving over to reach out and grasp his shoulder.]

If it hasn't hit you by now... you may be fine. There's no telling. But there should be a cure. A woman named Naomi Hunter would know. If you see her, let me know. I'll sort it out.

[His expression flickered.]

Why does it bother you that Mantis and my alternate were dating?