[So much for a good mood.]
[An injured Liquid sat on a couch in the first floor lobby, doubled over with one hand supporting his head andthe other holding a lit cigarette. He had been so proud of himself for finally defeating Father...but now Snake's
words echoed in his head like an endless loop. He was wrong. He had to be. Liquid had done the
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[Otacon, wearing the sunglasses that his Liquid usually wore, could see just fine in the pitch-black gloom. He could tell straight away that something was terribly, horribly wrong with the man. He approached slowly, his soft footsteps echoing in the silent hall.]
What's wrong?
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[He took off the night vision goggles and dropped them carelessly on the table, running a hand through his hair.]
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Liquid. James. I can tell there's something wrong. What happened?
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[He glanced away, scowling.
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Hnnn....
[How the hell was he going to go through with this? He starts coughing loudly, mentally cursing himself. GOD DAMMIT.]
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What do you want.
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