⚕ // symphony of the new world

[liquidouroboros]

Characters: Liquid and everyone that wants to put up with him.
Setting: Various floors around the Tower.
Format: Whichever you prefer.
Summary: I lost my nerd. I want him back.
Warnings: One cranky soldier that chews scenery like everyone else played by Cam Clarke.

[Dormitory Floors]

[A soldier in uniform was stalking about the floor today, glancing around every time he happened to pass an open door or new hallway. He didn't seem lost, exactly--more like he was very intently looking for something or someone.]

[Every so often he'd raise a hand to press against a spot just behind his ear, pause, then look either discouraged or irritated for some unknown reason.]

[F27, Laboratory]

[In his cautious searching, Liquid came across a laboratory. He didn't dare call it familiar, but...if he was going to find what he was after, it would probably be somewhere like this. If you want to find a tree, look in a forest. If you want to find a scientist, look in a laboratory.]

...Otacon?

[Dammit, that little nerd was going to get an earful of annoyed British soldier when Liquid found him.]

[F14, Media Room]

[This was getting ridiculous. Liquid didn't believe for a second that his world was destroyed; in his mind, it simply wasn't possible. That would mean he'd failed, and Liquid Snake never failed.]

[Except for when he did.]

[But it wasn't possible. He couldn't have failed this time. Otacon and Raiden had to be around somewhere. Why couldn't his codec send out any kind of signal to them? Liquid was intent on working this out to some conclusion that made sense, finding logic where there was none readily apparent. He had to focus, to determine what he was missing. Find whatever lost and hidden facts completed this mad little puzzle.]

[To anyone watching, however, he would have just seemed to be listening to the quiet music playing nearby with a distant and serious expression.]

[F3, Library]

['When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.']

[Liquid had accepted a great deal of improbable things this morning. He accepted he was in an otherworldly tower. He accepted that universes and worlds existed far beyond the Earth he came from in 2009. But what he refused to accept was the idea that he could possibly be completely cut off from Otacon. They'd never been apart in nearly five years; everywhere one half of Philanthropy went, the other followed whether through radio or in person.]

[For the thirty-sixth time that day, Liquid tried to dial Otacon's codec frequency--141.12, just as it always had been. But he couldn't so much as send a signal, as though it was jammed somehow. Leaning back against the nearest shelf, the blond soldier scowled and cursed under his breath.]

[The one improbable thing he would never accept was that he could be all that remained of Philanthropy and the world they were trying to save.]

Comments

[divinitysoiled]

[Pause]

Is this Psycho Mantis here?

[liquidouroboros]

He's been dead for several years, so I certainly hope not.

[divinitysoiled]

How sad. I've little chance to meet demonic humans.

[liquidouroboros]

A tragedy and a crying shame, I'm sure.

[divinitysoiled]

It is. I've many chances to meet and fight demons. And humans... [She raised a hand to touch his cheek] Well, those are everywhere like flies.

[liquidouroboros]

[He lightly pushed her hand away, dismissive.]

I'm hardly your normal everyday human, but that's neither here nor there.

[divinitysoiled]

Most humans say as such. You all taste the same.

[Ooh, time for threatening. She wasn't good at pretending to be human for long]

[liquidouroboros]

...Was that a threat? That's hilarious.

[divinitysoiled]

[Smile]

And why would that be? Because I appear to be a frail little female human? All of you think the same.

[liquidouroboros]

Oh, I don't particularly care who or what you look like. You could have the power to end the world for all I care, I'll still say I've destroyed worse.

[divinitysoiled]

I could have the power to make you a whimpering pile of need. Craving touch of any type from anyone, addicted to anything anyone could give you. To make you forget who you are as long as you got that touch, slaving to the will of the demonic.

[Which she so wished she had. Damn it, mother, why did you manage to get pregnant by a different type of demon]

[liquidouroboros]

My condolences, but if you think any will can overpower my own, clearly you've never heard of me.

[divinitysoiled]

You're human. Of course it can. [Plain. Simple. She believed it fully]

[liquidouroboros]

I think you may need to be educated on something vital: where I come from, all are not created equal.

[divinitysoiled]

Oh no. Where I'm from, my people eat the strongest of you with little strife. [She smiled, sunnily] And I highly doubt you have angel genes floating around in you.

1/...you know what i'll just tell you when he's done.

[liquidouroboros]

. . .

[FUCKING EXCUSE YOU]

2/ you shouldn't have said the g word

[liquidouroboros]

No. As a matter of fact, I do not have anything angelic about me. I would say quite the opposite would be true. An angel would be a pure and flawless creature, infallible and untarnished in nature.

[Liquid gestured dramatically as he spoke, right arm swung out in a sweeping gesture to illustrate some level of grandeur and magnificence.]

3/3

[liquidouroboros]

I am none of that. And my genes are not that of angel or even demon; my every cell at the most basic level is that of a soldier and a weapon. Forged in the flames of battle, tempered and sharpened by bloodshed and destruction.

I am Liquid Snake, enfant terrible. No man of woman born, created by the hand of man playing God on high. I was made to be the greatest soldier, the greatest weapon to ever grace the fires of warfare. My will and my determination are unparalleled, unrivaled, and incorruptible. I have faced man and machine alike, stood against that which held the power to lead the world to ruin and demolished it all with my own hands.

Do not ever challenge me.

[divinitysoiled]

...

[Sorry, she's now laughing so hard she's barely able to breathe]

[liquidouroboros]

...WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!

[divinitysoiled]

You are the funniest human I've met in four hundred years! [She wiped at her eyes with the heel of her hand, still giggling]

[liquidouroboros]

I'm not joking, you lunatic harlot!

[divinitysoiled]

[That kicked her into a new set of giggles] You are the best human I've met here!

[liquidouroboros]

STOP LAUGHING!

[divinitysoiled]

[Snicker. Giggle]

Ah. You take yourself far too seriously, are you aware of that?