//One way or another I'm gonna find ya
[No matter how hard he tried, Ocelot simply couldn't get Talib off his mind. What he'd done to him, how he dehumanized him. He'd even gone as far to tell EVA of his hatred of the man, though he pinned it on his torture of others and not himself.
Ocelot was the type to become easily obsessed with a goal, an idea, a person. He'd use his "truce" with Talib and his still injured hand to his advantage; he'd trick the other man, and captured him. Ocelot had already prepared, wearing rubber underneath his clothing to prevent the shock of the stunknife from transferring.
He stalked the halls, looking for the other man. Surprisingly cool and composed, he had this worked out, after all.]
(ooc: I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha Ocelot is looking for Talib, but feel free to bump into him on his search; he'll be as cocky and confident as ever.)
Ocelot was the type to become easily obsessed with a goal, an idea, a person. He'd use his "truce" with Talib and his still injured hand to his advantage; he'd trick the other man, and captured him. Ocelot had already prepared, wearing rubber underneath his clothing to prevent the shock of the stunknife from transferring.
He stalked the halls, looking for the other man. Surprisingly cool and composed, he had this worked out, after all.]
(ooc: I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha Ocelot is looking for Talib, but feel free to bump into him on his search; he'll be as cocky and confident as ever.)