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Strutting along, as he always does.

[Liquid's face told a story. His face was contorted into an expression of pure confusion and moderate anger. How dare he be pulled into this place without his authority! Who had done this and why? He walked along a corridor, wondering where on earth he was. One minute he was at the Shadow Moses Island facility with Metal Gear REX, the next he was here.

Wherever here was. He strutted forward in his long greatcoat. He wore nothing to cover his well-toned chest, but wore a heavy belt secured to his combat pants. He looked like a man who had seen war and a deal of jealousy coursed through his veins. He was a man on a mission. A mission of destruction and vengeance. Liquid Snake ran a hand through his blond hair and let his gaze fall to his feet.]

Why am I here? What purpose is there for me to be here? Well, is anyone hearing this? I demand to know why I am here! [His voice rose in pitch at his last words. Anger denouncing through every word.]

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I don't see a slot for them. Just your normal lock and key door. Know how to pick a lock?

[Eh, she can't resist any longer. Her smile is starting to trade its friendliness for satisfaction.]

My dear woman. I am not a thick-skilled moron, like some of the inhabitants no doubt are here within this hell hole. [He shot her a glance of pure annoyance, as he gauged the lock with his eyes.]

What about shooting the lock off first? [He un-holstered his firearm and aimed it at the lock.]

[Her eyes widen a little at the most obvious problem of shooting the lock off.]

Don't let me stop you. Just don't hit me with the ricochet.

[To further shield herself, Sibyll takes a couple steps back and behind Liquid. ~~Why, yes, Liquid, you are now being used as a human shield.~~]

Also, ammo is pretty scarce here. If you run out, you're going to have to hope that a cache is behind one of these doors, or make your own.

I'm a good shot. [Not as good as Ocelot but still. He was pretty damn good.

He stood back slightly, as he fired at the lock. There was a loud bang and a lot of smoke but nothing happened. Liquid grabbed the knob and twisted it roughly.]

Damn! Why won't this open? It should have been a clean shot!

[With neither of them getting killed by a ricocheting bullet, Sibyll steps back out to look at the door curiously. After a few seconds, she kneels down to try and peer through the hole the bullet made.]

Huh. Looks like a normal classroom. Wonder if that changes if you can actually get the door open.

[She stands back up and turns to grin wickedly at Liquid.]

One down, 50 or so to go. I'm sure you'll get us all out by nightfall.

[He holstered his gun in annoyance and shot her a glare. What was she hiding? Why was she grinning like that? Liquid didn't like it. He almost growled, as he whirled around from the door and grabbed hold of Sibyll's arm.]

Listen! I know you're hiding something and I'd like to know what. You've been here longer than me and I bet you know how to break out of here and you're just playing along with me. I'm not playing. [He squeezed her arm a little tighter and narrowed his eyes at her with a cold glare.]

[Dark eyes fly wide open as Sibyll is grabbed. She didn't have time to dart away. Damn, he was fast. She still tries to pull away.]

If I knew how to break out of here, do you think I'd still be here? Well, I wouldn't! And that woman, computer, whatever, her corpse would be on full display as a warning as to why you don't try to keep the Courier captive!

[His grip is like iron. With a scowl, she stops struggling, waiting for the grip to loosen so she can make her escape.]

Sure, I was playing with you a little. How could I resist? You made it so easy. [The frown reverts back to a twisted smile for a second.]

[Yes, he's fast, Sibyll and he's ruthless.]

If you say so. How do I know you're not working with the intercom woman and luring me into a trap? [He narrowed his eyes at her with his cold gaze and squeezed her wrist, before letting her go roughly.]

I can't trust you nor anyone else within this place. I have met Ocelot, which is something. What do you mean by Courier? Is that what you really are?

[Rubbing her wrist, she glowers at Liquid.]

You're not nearly as charming as your brother, you know.

[Sibyll scoffs at his insinuations.] I don't know how else to prove it to you. Suppose I could list off the various methods I had in mind to take my revenge. I only led you out here just to show you how in the dark you really were about this place. Held out to a little bit of hope that you might actually find something new, but I wasn't expecting much.

[She merely shrugs at his last barrage of questions.]
It's what they call me back at home. They're not far off, 'cept I haven't really been delivering much. I have more important things to do now. Well, I did, until this place decided to grab me.

My brother? Hah! He is a fool. He only thinks about the mission he has been assigned and his pathetic views on life. I pity his narrow view of potential and the way he is used like a pawn because he is one. [Liquid's gaze hardened slightly at the mention of his brother.]

Is he here within this place? [Wasn't he back at Shadow Moses? That's where Liquid was before being pulled into the Campus.] You like him, don't you? There's something on your face that tells me you like my brother.

[She inhales sharply. Apparently he was perceptive enough to pick up on that. Damn. Letting her breath out with a small hiss, she lets her expression fall, and she turns away from Liquid a little.

When she turns back, her expression is wounded and full of sorrow.]

I did. But he's gone. This place...

[Miserably, she places a hand on one of the walls, then squeezes it into a fist.]

This place...

[She trails off again, her shoulders slumping.]

Gone? What do you mean gone? [Liquid cursed silently to himself. His brother HAD been here within this place and now he was gone. No chance to finish him after all. Damn.]

Did he arrive like me? Plucked from his own world by the intercom hag?

[Sibyll made the mental note to tell Snake about her little story ASAP.]

It's how everyone gets here.

Is that so? I think it's time someone took down that hag and ended her little game. [Yep. That's going to be him.]

[Sibyll carefully funnels some of her actual emotions into her scoff of disdain. When she speaks, her tone is nothing but icy dismay. Perhaps he'll mistake some of it for frustration at Snake's 'absence'.]

You think no one's tried that yet? Why do you think I let you drag me here? I was hoping you'd have something new to bring to the table. But you've just banged your head against doors like everyone else does when they get here.

[She waves dismissively at the door with its lock blown off.]

The only new idea you've given me is that she might be a computer. Hadn't thought of that before. But I still have no idea where she would be housed. I just know it's not here.

[She was gambling by letting Liquid in on some of her thoughts while excluding other truths from him, notably that Snake was here in duplicate, no less.]

[He crossed his arms and smirked.]

I have a lot to deliver to this pathetic place, yet I don't have to share my skills with anyone. I never agreed to help anyone. [He shot her a cold glance.] You don't have to take this tone with me, woman.

What else could she be if not a computer? She can't be human. [Because he knew she wasn't.] Why don't we search somewhere else then? Root her out like the AI worm she truly is.

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