//negai wa kanawanai
Who: Otacon (otaku_mk_ii) and Liquid (ysobritish)
When: September 5th, shortly before sirens
Where: A totally-not-suspicious and definitely-not-inhabited warehouse. Really.
Summary: Life sucks so let's get drunk.
Warnings: Drunk morons and an imminent one-night stand except nao is too chickenshit to write smut
He got home before sirens, thankfully. Otacon didn't need more injuries on top of the one he already had. Who carried a double-bladed katana, anyway? Did Kadaj need to peel giant potatoes or something? Laughing to himself, the engineer couldn't help but imagine a world populated by potato-monsters where the only way to fight them was with giant potato-peeling swords.
...Okay, so maybe the shock of the whole situation combined with the painkillers this morning had made him a bit loopy.
Either way, he checked to be sure he hadn't been followed before walking into the seemingly-abandoned warehouse. Pausing for a moment, he looked around--it seemed so empty, hiding just how many people really lived here.
And yet he still felt lonely.
"...I'm home." he murmured softly before walking towards the stairs with a downcast expression.
It was exhausting, smiling so often.
When: September 5th, shortly before sirens
Where: A totally-not-suspicious and definitely-not-inhabited warehouse. Really.
Summary: Life sucks so let's get drunk.
Warnings: Drunk morons and an imminent one-night stand except nao is too chickenshit to write smut
He got home before sirens, thankfully. Otacon didn't need more injuries on top of the one he already had. Who carried a double-bladed katana, anyway? Did Kadaj need to peel giant potatoes or something? Laughing to himself, the engineer couldn't help but imagine a world populated by potato-monsters where the only way to fight them was with giant potato-peeling swords.
...Okay, so maybe the shock of the whole situation combined with the painkillers this morning had made him a bit loopy.
Either way, he checked to be sure he hadn't been followed before walking into the seemingly-abandoned warehouse. Pausing for a moment, he looked around--it seemed so empty, hiding just how many people really lived here.
And yet he still felt lonely.
"...I'm home." he murmured softly before walking towards the stairs with a downcast expression.
It was exhausting, smiling so often.