birthday date
Who: Ocelot (fancy_shooting) and Liquid (ysobritish)
When: June 6, afternoon
Where: some restaurant
Summary: Ocelot needs some company on his birthday.
Warnings: UH.... violence and lots of gay >_>
It wasn't the classiest restaurant on the island, but it was above average. With two jobs and not many expenditures outside of regular donations to Big Boss's causes, Ocelot could afford to be choosy on where he died out. He wanted American food, but most Canadian food was close enough.
Ocelot was dressed in a clean black suit, more out of taste than occasion, yet with his revolvers still oddly applied via belts and holsters over the top. Somehow, he managed to go around without much trouble for being so visibly armed, perhaps because many of the most common threats in the area had nothing to do with man-made weapons.
He poked a fork at his meal, looking more at the man across from him, seemingly unaware of the common manners of 'not staring at someone while they are eating.'
"Thanks for freeing up your schedule, Liquid."
When: June 6, afternoon
Where: some restaurant
Summary: Ocelot needs some company on his birthday.
Warnings: UH.... violence and lots of gay >_>
It wasn't the classiest restaurant on the island, but it was above average. With two jobs and not many expenditures outside of regular donations to Big Boss's causes, Ocelot could afford to be choosy on where he died out. He wanted American food, but most Canadian food was close enough.
Ocelot was dressed in a clean black suit, more out of taste than occasion, yet with his revolvers still oddly applied via belts and holsters over the top. Somehow, he managed to go around without much trouble for being so visibly armed, perhaps because many of the most common threats in the area had nothing to do with man-made weapons.
He poked a fork at his meal, looking more at the man across from him, seemingly unaware of the common manners of 'not staring at someone while they are eating.'
"Thanks for freeing up your schedule, Liquid."