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๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ. An independent portrayal of Solid Snake. Writer 25+
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Otacon gave him an iPod. Apparently these have been all the rage while he was cooped up in Alaska.

He takes it and smashes it against a metal table twice. Seems durable enough.
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|| Such a good fit.

The jumpsuit and tactical vest? Popped collar??

Pouches on pouches??? I THINK SO.
with zombies.

"Magik...think that's what her name was. Had to kill her over the cure. Then she turned."

He took a long puff, smoke climbing up into the sky.

"I need to try and save her. Or at least put her out of her misery."
"There's one last thing I have to do. One final regret I have to face."

Snake was smoking a cigarette, looking over the rubble. The data he secured did help, it led to a cure that worked with a 80 percent success rate. But it had to be administered intravenously. Something easier said than done
in your money. But I could use your help."

Before him on the counter was a small selection of firearms. He rested his hands alongside it.

"Don't know if I can even trust you, but I'm willing to stick my neck out."

He held a finger out, as if warning her.

"Metaphorically."
naked now.

"Or you escaped."

A sideways glance was given as he walked past her, Snake making his way to the other room.

It was a true hole in the wall. He wasn't staying here long, ever since Shadow Moses, he'd been a nomad by nature. A motion was made for her to follow.

"I'm not interested-
Snake had a feeling about what nature taking over looks like. He grabbed the shirt and quickly worked to button it over himself.

"It wasn't nature that made you this way. I'm guessing you were made to be a tool for someone and they tossed you away..."

He finished buttoning. Already feeling less
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แ… แ… eyes focused forward to the apparent " buffet. "
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He didn't seem phased by her cutting, the blue blood that he assumed was some synthetic compound wasn't unheard of. But still, it did take him back, even if he didn't show it.

"So, you're looking at me like some kind of blood buffet, huh?"

There was a
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|| ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜Ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ (1998)

I uploaded a clip of this before but I feel its so much better with context.
vague smirk on his lips.

"Pretty nice to ask first. Figured you'd just try catching me in your web."

If she was this desperate for food, he doubted she was working with any organization.

"There's a shirt to your right, yeah, the blue button up. Toss it over here and we'll talk."
He didn't seem phased by her cutting, the blue blood that he assumed was some synthetic compound wasn't unheard of. But still, it did take him back, even if he didn't show it.

"So, you're looking at me like some kind of blood buffet, huh?"

There was a
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ใ…คswift silk spits past him at rapid speed to latch around the razor ๐–ฌบ. pull it towards herself.
แ… แ… seemingly playful with the blade now .. dangling lower as she toys โ€” -- tapping the blade before it cut ; ๐–‡๐–‘ue blood trickling from the silver.
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ใ…คโ i do โ€”>
"An offer?"

That certainly did take him by surprise. He didn't dare approach her, or let his guard down, but his head did tilt with a certain interest, causing his growing brown hair to fall to one shoulder.

"Alright." He tossed the razor back behind him before leaning against the sink, his arms
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"An offer?"

That certainly did take him by surprise. He didn't dare approach her, or let his guard down, but his head did tilt with a certain interest, causing his growing brown hair to fall to one shoulder.

"Alright." He tossed the razor back behind him before leaning against the sink, his arms
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ใ…คแ… แ… แ… แ… แ… แ… โ how ... severely uninformed. You must not get much time alone. โž

แ… แ… keeping out of touch the woman speaks in an almost whisper ... yet stern on her point. Claws clutch the walls ... those large legs .

They moved quite smooth besides the โ€”>
me, let's get started."

He spoke to her plainly, as a soldier. No point in mincing words. No weapons at his disposal- but only a fool trusts his life to one.
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๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.
Takes a particularly long drag of a cigarette.

Mei Ling came by and dropped off some eggnog. And it happens to go particularly well with a smoke.

Okay, maybe just Snake thinks that.
My 'father' isn't what you'd call a good role model.
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me, let's get started."

He spoke to her plainly, as a soldier. No point in mincing words. No weapons at his disposal- but only a fool trusts his life to one.
His eyes squinted as she came into further into view.

"You've had a lot of work done either way. Guessing you weren't given those cybernetics to make friends with."

He just wish he had the time to put a shirt on. Regardless, not the first time he's fought half naked.

"If you've come to kill
Snake didn't say anything at first, he watched as she descended like some predator. His grip on razor was tentative, as he wasn't sure what good it could do against someone like that anyway.

"You move pretty quiet for someone hauling that much gear around."
"Who's idea was this anyway!? I feel like an ๐™ž๐™™๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฉ. Give me back my shirt!"

#SeductiveSunday
Someone was watching him.

He grabbed the straight razor all the same, but may end up not using it on his face.

"You can come out now," he said with a surprisingly level of casualness.
Snake had tilted his jaw, his hands running through the forming bristles along his face. He should shave, might as well try to look like he wasn't at the bottom of the barrel.

As he reached over, he saw it, something in the very periphery. Something only very trained eyes would pick up on.
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แ… แ… . . . Looking tired is a shared attribute .. most have it in common ๐–ฌบ. Just dont realize.

.. like how its difficult to realize the spider hanging up above .. watching him inspect his reflection.
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Snake looks into the mirror and sees the rings under his eyes. He's forgotten what a good night's sleep even looks like, let alone feels like.

He looks like shit, but it's a good thing he didn't care.
Snake looks into the mirror and sees the rings under his eyes. He's forgotten what a good night's sleep even looks like, let alone feels like.

He looks like shit, but it's a good thing he didn't care.