A scientist's best friends [open]

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Otacon had a problem. Well, a problem slightly more pressing than the sentient ship, aliens, multiverse, and--

...actually, it was a relatively small problem.

The engineer was going to need two things if he was staying here for an extended period of time: the more important of the two was his labcoat and by extension the assorted junk in the pockets of said labcoat. (The other was a bottle of brown hair dye, but that could wait).

He remembered confiscating a pack of cigarettes from the Snake in his timeline, and now the one he met here was looking for some. Of course, Otacon wouldn't give them up without a fight. Not to mention he could use the several different screwdrivers in the pockets of his coat as well.

And that brought him to the problem at hand...he was quite lost. Otacon hadn't yet realized, however, that due to either a streak of dumb luck or some twisted form of instinct he was exactly where he needed to be.

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[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

"R...right." the engineer muttered, averting his gaze quickly. This wasn't the time to start thinking about his past failures or the nightmares they caused, though he was still ashen pale.

"But...we're on a spaceship. I can't exactly do everything, David--how can I even begin to think of something, anyway?"

[firmus-serpent.livejournal.com]

Snake got an odd look on his face, probably do to the use of his real name, "Didn't mean you were gonna do it on your own. There are other smart guys here... I figured, between all of you..." he waved a hand vaguely after that.

Sorry, Otacon. Snake is still pretty much convinced you can do anything.

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

Otacon looked just a little worried as he adjusted his glasses.

"Even then, I don't...well, I can't exactly imagine an escape being possible."

Was he nervous? Maybe a little--but it would have been a hundred times worse if he had been on his own.

[firmus-serpent.livejournal.com]

Snake gave him a look, "Otacon."

He crossed his arms before speaking further, "It's a little early for a defeatist attitude."

[otaku-mk-ii.livejournal.com]

"...Yeah, you're right. Sorry." But from a logical standpoint...it seemed hard, maybe even impossible. They were floating through god knows where in space; the simple idea that there was a 'multiverse' at all made getting back to their respective worlds sound improbable at the least.