#ghostlycur

[ciircumserpent]

( @ghostlycur ):

“Can’t recognise your own mentor?”

Venom hefted up the rifle and fired a burst of bullets, intending to miss. He pulled down the scarf that covered his weathered face, his humourless smile. “You have eyes. I taught you how to use them, didn’t I?”

       Though the bullets went wide on their own, Snake slid to the side, giving himself ample room to ensure that a stray didn’t make contact. He was caked in mud, in blood, in shit from the sewer; his face was white as chalk and his eyes were red-rimmed with exhaustion; he was out of energy, and he was out of patience.

       “I don’t have time for this. Whoever you are, stop impersonating him, and get out of my way!”

[flawedserpent-blog]

Venom knocked on a wall near Eli, warning him of his approach. "Happy birthday," he said roughly, lips briefly twitching upwards, before he continued on his way to the helipad for his next mission. No gift, no - not that Venom felt it would be welcome, anyway.

He jumps, startled, and watches his father walk past in surprise. Had he just...he had. He’s too surprised to even say thanks, or anything back at all, and just watches him walk away. Huh.

[flawedserpent-blog]

ghostlycur replied to your post:ooc;

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MMHM!!!! basically there’s this one mgs character me and a friend share lots of headcanons for, she actually rps him but she’s been really busy lately, so she hasn’t been able to; i have a bit of a muse for him, so it boils down to me working out headcanons different from hers/ours so i don’t feel like im stealing ;u;

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ooc;

Goddamn there are so many fabulous RPers I want to RP with but I’m like “HOW DO TALK TO PEOPLE I CANNOT.” But like oh god they’re so amazing. Halp.

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+ @ghostlycur

It was unfair to take it out on Snake, but Kaz didn’t discriminate with his fury. Besides, he wasn’t who he thought he was - not for a second. “How long did you know?” Kaz asked suddenly, the two alone in his office. It was a question he’d had on his mind for a while, and it was now time to confront it. “Or do you even know?” He met his gaze, brows knitted together. “You haven’t mentioned a damned word of it-- I’m not going to wait forever for you to finally speak up. Say something.”