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[When Liquid posts things, he's usually on video, often looking pretty damn smug or something. Today, he is not. He doesn't sound so good, either. In fact, he sort of sounds weak. The FOXDIE cure apparently has a few side-effects here, but hey, at least he's not kicking the bucket out of nowhere like his father. In the background can be heard some barking, and some music. Some pretty loud music. Sorry, roommates.]

Ugh. What a great time to still be ill.

First, I want to throw my opinion down on the pile that this splitting into hastily-chosen teams thing is bloody stupid. There's no point in splitting up if we're not going to actually involve things people specialize in. But even if I'm supposed to be bedridden I want to make it clear I am not down for the count. I'm available for whatever I can manage. That just... probably won't include any actual combat. Beyond that, I have plenty of leadership experience and if you need some advice, or just want me to tell you what to do, I'm your man.

[He pauses for a moment because of a coughing fit.]

Second, whoever sent the music, I really appreciate it right now. Can't believe I've never heard of this "Slash Monkey" before.

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Small favors, huh.

I talked down Ocelot, by the way. Kept him occupied.

Yeah.

Good. The last thing I'd want to do is deal with him in this condition. Any news on fa-- Ishmael?

No. None.

I'm starting to think he's not going to wake up.

[Again.]

[And he's also not sure that he should. That it sounds like all that's ahead of him is disaster if he's not kept in check. And Ocelot sure isn't going to be anything other than a manipulative yes-man.]

[Selfishly, he hopes he does, though.]

So do you need anything from the Mess? I have nothing to do.

[And it's driving him crazy because he's a workaholic.]

Don't give up on him just yet. They shoved my brother into the freezer for a good few weeks and he wasn't even dead.

[Liquid might hate his father and everything, but he also knows what it's like when someone you care about dies. It sucks. It sucks even more when you die not too long after them, but still. This ship still has a chance for something like hope.

Disgustingly optimistic, but a possibility nonetheless.]

I've mostly been eating toast, crackers, bland stuff. I'm not going to say no to having some stuff brought over. I really don't want to get out of bed right now. Maybe some pretzels? Thanks.

I'll bring you by some crackers and I can make some pho.

One of the better things to keep you hydrated while you're sick.

[And something he's pretty sure he wouldn't have a problem holding down.]

Getting the royal treatment here, am I?

[That sounds pretty damn good, even to his upset stomach.]

I... appreciate it. Really. Thank you.

My mother used to make me soup when I was sick. Before I started having to take care of her.

I got pretty good at the recipe.

I'll see what bowls they have in the kitchens and when I'm done with kitchen duty I'll bring it by.

I don't think I've really ever been ill enough to need soup. Not that I can remember, anyway.

[Never had a motherly type to make it for him either if he had.]

Sounds like a good skill to have. Thanks.

[As much as he resists the identity of "motherly type" he's a man that brings people soup when they're sick and throws birthday parties and makes sure his soldiers get to play sports or at least get told they're doing a good job.]

[He's very much a mother.]

Give me about a half hour.

[Liquid can't really be all that picky on the 'substitute mother' front. This is fine.]

Take your time. I'm clearly not going anywhere.

[Not at the moment, anyway. Occasionally he's felt better enough to go out on his own, but this is not one of those times.]

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