Retaliation for future sins
Who: Big Boss & Liquid Snake
When: Backdated to June 8th
Where: Baxter Stop
Summary: Big Boss wants a word with "Master Miller"...
Warnings: None yet. Expect much violence. 8|( C'mere, Liquid... daddy wants a word, honey... )
When: Backdated to June 8th
Where: Baxter Stop
Summary: Big Boss wants a word with "Master Miller"...
Warnings: None yet. Expect much violence. 8|( C'mere, Liquid... daddy wants a word, honey... )
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Same thing that happened with Otacon. He really ought to learn to be more wary, especially when it came to his own friends -- after all, how often had he been betrayed by them already? And he still didn't know what to make of Liquid at all -- after Snake, he'd decided to be less suspicious of the intentions of his clones, but he was getting mixed signals everywhere, got told different facts by everyone...Liquid and Ocelot made ( ... )
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Liquid had always been a paranoid man, more so in recent years than before. He didn't trust easily, always expecting an attack. Somehow, he hadn't either seen or heard the man appoach, which was a bad sign. In the back of his mind, he knew who it was, who it had to be - nobody else was so sneaky as all that except Brother and from what he'd seen of him Solid was in no shape to be sneaking around ( ... )
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"James is dead," he replied, his voice sharp and cold. "There is only Liquid now. Soldiers like us don't deserve or need namesIt was true, at least in his eyes. The human part, the part that had been James, that part was dead and gone. It had been murdered by the soldier side of him, the cold, cruel man that took such pride in killing. He was grateful that the injuries to his back were healed. The impact might have reopened them otherwise. As it was, even the burns on his arm were no longer a problem. They had faded to the ( ... )
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Liquid was not a man who allowed himself to submit to pain. Of course he was stunned by it, of course it was agony he hadn't wanted or needed, but so help him he was Liquid Snake. Stubbornness was what made him unique. If his father wanted to fight him until he surrendered, it would be a long fight. He had endured four years of tortured without submission. A beating from his father would never earn such a thing. He would need to beat him to the point where he hadn't the strength to stand any more before the battle would end. Not waiting to see if the kick connected, too much in pain to notice if it had impacted or if the bastard had dodged, he forced himself to his feet.
Liquid Snake did not lie down on the job.
Nor, for that matter, did he allow pain to deter him.
"H- heh... dirty tactics," he managed to mutter. "And no. It's something I learnt for myself
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Big Boss brought a distance between himself and the kid, so he wouldn't embarrass himself with badly aimed attempts at retaliation. Oh yeah, a punch to the nuts was pretty much the cheapest thing to do, but also the most effective.
"You're not above dirty tactics either, as you have proven today. I really don't know what you want from me or your twin, but I guess this is as good a time as any to tell me what your damn problem is. Unless you want me to keep beating you up like this. I've told you that I thought you were very bright, don't make me regret saying that."
Again, he began circling Liquid with slow, heavy steps, a picture of calmness; only the sharp edge in his voice might have given away that he was slightly irritated after all, and instinct told him to fish for one of his cigars and just start smoking again, but you really couldn't get any more condescending than that.
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He spat the words coldly at him, watching him with dark, wary eyes. He folded his arms over his chest, trying to regain his usual stoic act.
"There are a thousand things I could say to you now, Father. I could tell you long stories of all the times you've beaten me down, how you'd taken everything from me every chance you could. Every victory, every bitter struggle answered with hatred, with cold words and angry eyes. I could tell you about the madness that overtook you, about how you died, how he stole that right from me. But why should I? You won't listen. It will change nothing."
He watched, his breathing returning to normal as his body stabilized. Every muscle in his body was tensed for attack.
"Do you want to know, Father, about how much I hate you for what I did? For knowingly choosing me to be inferior, for the fact I only exist so that he can? So that my precious, perfect brother existed, I alone was made to be imperfect, to carry the genes that my brother didn't need. ( ... )
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Zero? So, unlike Snake, Liquid actually knew.
Really, what could you say against so many accusations? He remembered how he'd reacted back when he found out about Snake, what he had accused him of, and in that regard, he couldn't really blame Liquid. But he didn't know what the other man expected. An apology? That he'd give in, and let himself be killed just so that Liquid could be satisfied? No way...he treasured his own life too much to let that happen ( ... )
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He knew full well that no Snake would just allow themselves to die, and nor did he want them to. The thrill was in the challenge, in the fight itself. This was a lost battle before it had started, he knew that already, but his father's words incensed him even worse than the pain. Pain was ignorable, pain was insignificant, but those words cut deeply. He pushed himself to his feet, his expression dark.
"If you kill me, so be it," he informed the other man. There was ice in his voice, bitter rage tinting his every word. "You said... that you'd called me bright. That means you're Che. That's a pity... because I liked Che. But even if it's impossible, I won't back down. I'm not that weak. I'm not afraid to die, Father!"
Perhaps the man was right. Perhaps he was being childish. Perhaps-
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Father hadn't had anything to do with it? Surely the man was lying.
Right?
That didn't make any sense. Liquid knew he had, he'd known it for years. It had kindled the fires of his hatred for the longest time, even more so than the way his father had treated him.
And surely he was wrong about Liquid clinging to some image of him.
Right?
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