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[tortureshow]

[ If you're walking around the West Wing, you might hear some new footsteps; at least, if you're adept at that kind of thing. If not, it might be that ricocheting bullet bouncing off the walls and ceiling; narrowly missing your head.

Oh yes, we've got a skilled marksmen in the Campus now, and he goes by the name Revolver Ocelot. He waltzes into view, a smile upon his lips as he twirls the Colt Single Action Army around in his hand, doing all kinds of fancy tricks with it...

Finally, he replaces it back in its holster and spreads his arms. ]

Well now, I've never seen you before.

Comments

[liquid_serpent]

No torture bed? What a shame. I did like knowing that we had that at our disposal. [He smirked.]

I hoped that my brother could have made a visit to our little toy, so you could fry his brains out. [Liquid's mind was already at work thinking how he could inflict pain on his brother.] But yes, it is good that we met here and were not separated on arrival. [Liquid's gaze was torn to how Ocelot flicked his revolver around in his hand like that. The man had legendary skill and Liquid was grateful that he was working for him.]

[tortureshow]

[ Smirks. ] It's more delicate than that... If I wanted to kill him, I'd leave that part to you, sir.

After all, he is your brother. Not for me to get involved in such family matters.

[liquid_serpent]

Of course you would. You wouldn't deny me the pleasure of finishing off my brother would you, Ocelot? No. I'd just want you to play with him and then pass him over to me. [Liquid gave Ocelot a knowing smile.]

So, a plan of action. What about trying to escape from this hell hole first?

[tortureshow]

Hell hole? That seems a bit harsh, Boss. After all, we've only just arrived, haven't we?

Shadow Moses fits that description far better than this place. No guards, no civilians... Ah, but perhaps that's why you refer to it as such. Too quiet for Liquid Snake, hmm?

[liquid_serpent]

I've seen more action within a graveyard. This place could well be one for all I know. [He rubbed his gloved hands together, whilst looking out through the corridor.]

Shadow Moses was a good home, Ocelot. A place we dominated and we alone had everything under control. REX was ours. IS ours still. [Unless Snake had somehow sabotaged REX whilst they were stuck here. Liquid smirked at Ocelot's words.]

Hm, perhaps. It is too quiet, you have to realise that.

[tortureshow]

[ Home? Pfft. Ocelot strokes his mustache. ]

Maybe it is ours, but without the detonation codes, we're nothing more than sitting ducks. It's just a good thing they left him in the dark. We can use that to our advantage.

[liquid_serpent]

[Liquid could make a nuclear bomb site a home.]

True. Yet, there is nothing stopping us from retrieving the codes. Just an annoying fly to swat out of the way. [Him? Ah yes, the darling brother.]

There is always a way, Ocelot. We won't be sitting ducks for long. [He fingered his gun holster and frowned.]

[tortureshow]

Whatever you say, Boss.

[ He turned, beginning to walk down the hall. ]

I'll begin investigation of this place immediately.

[liquid_serpent]

Good. One thing.

How will I contact you if we lose track of one another within this place? [A portable intercom system would be a nice thing. Or was there no such thing here?]

[tortureshow]

Like always, Boss. [ Ocelot reaches into his coat, pulling out his cell-phone. ] Just give me a ring.