#itsabitofaschlepp

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Solid Snake / David.

Otacon / Hal Emmerich.

Mei Ling.

Meryl Silverburgh.

Gray Fox / Frank Jaeger.

[coluberfoxii]

“Can’t sleep?”

ask away to your heart’s content.

"sleeping isn't the regular, otacon. you should know that by now." snake looks over his shoulder at the other, he looks tired, the lights from the dim blue screens accentuate the lines on his face with the shadows they leave.

"i should be asking what are you doing awake, you'll fall asleep tomorrow if you don't rest and we need a representative. you know that."

[itsmillcrtime]

@itsabitofaschlepp

“Kid, it doesn’t matter if that’s the only shirt of its kind in existence which, judging by the fact it’s just a shitty white cotton shirt, I’m pretty sure it isn’t. You still don’t tilt your head back for a nosebleed.” Honestly, if he gets them all the time he should know that. Why does Kaz have to be everyone’s mom dad?

“Now- pinch your nose and breathe through your mouth, got it? It’ll help.”

[itsmillcrtime]

@itsabitofaschlepp

...Ah, shit. He’d snapped at the kid. He didn’t mean to do that. A big sigh, a hand going to rub at the back of his neck. He made a thousand excuses for himself in the brief time before he approached the kid, but they all turned to ash in his mouth. He knows better than to yell at a kid like that...

So he limped over instead, using his crutch to help him crouch down in front of Hal, and...what? Now what? “I’m sorry, kid, it’s okay...I shouldn’t have raised my voice like that. Are you okay? I’m not mad.”

[storm-worthy]

Super duper duper high. Like, suuuuuper high.

                 “ Dude, yeah. “

[ls-kennedy]

@itsabitofaschlepp

The rapid, and intense clanging against a keyboard warrants Leon’s attention. If it weren’t for the hustle of mid-afternoon coffee rush in the cafe, he’s sure the noisy keyboard would be deafening. Leon turns from his mug of black coffee, hooking his shoulder over the back of his chair to peer at the perpetrator. He’d hate to assume, but this guy definitely looks like Hunnigan’s type. 

“Trying to save the world?” Leon quips, his eyes turning his gaze to the back of the computer. There’s a noticeable absence of a company sticker on the laptop’s cover, making it difficult to deduce who this eccentric man is with. Although, Leon takes a wild guess, “You work for the D.S.O.?” Not far of a stretch when its headquarters are close by, but he could, and he’s betting on being wrong. 

[forsaken--lullaby--moved]

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Sunny knew she can't trust his words, especially when anything is about him he would deny it most of the times. She understands why he's doing so just she's have no worries about him but little he didn't know that makes her just worries a way more...They're quite alike at various aspects and this is one of them regardless of what she still see him as a good example anyway. She crossed her arms together and give him a look but wouldn't argue about his health. ❝...okay we can do that.❞Sunny do like how Hal prepare the tea so this seems to be an good idea indeed coming from someone who obviously caught a cold.

[forsaken--lullaby--moved]

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Although the two are in good terms for the most part beside everything and the never ending war he never gotten the chance to thank him— because without his help he wouldn't have made it out alive this far so he took the opportunity to change that.However the reaction was expected but at least he didn't made him scream out of fear.

❝I didn't meant to scare you but it was great to see, but i  wanted to tell you something if you have free time.❞