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CurrentEvents
5/1/08
1.) ‘Idol’ Judge Admits Rehearsal Guided Her
LOS ANGELES — Paula Abdul acknowledged on Wednesday what some “American Idol” viewers have long suspected: The show’s judges sometimes see portions of the dress rehearsal for the show and use that to help formulate their comments on the evening’s live performance.
The issue came up on Wednesday as Ms. Abdul, one of the three judges on “Idol,” the Fox talent competition, tried to explain comments she made during Tuesday evening’s live broadcast, in which she offered a critique of a performance that had not yet taken place.
After being informed of her error during the broadcast, Ms. Abdul eventually explained that she mixed up her notes and had meant to comment on another contestant. But during a radio interview on Wednesday morning Ms. Abdul revealed that she had seen part of the dress rehearsal, which takes place about two hours before the live broadcast, and had mixed up the rehearsal and the live performances.
The issue raises questions about the credibility of the show, which each week is the most-watched program on television, recently attracting about 24 million viewers per episode, a third more than the next most-watched program, “Dancing With the Stars.” The judges frequently warn the contestants that they have to inspire and excite the audience each week and that they risk elimination if they let their attention wane. “American Idol” has long promoted that each contestant’s fate hangs on the live broadcast, when anything can happen. On Wednesday online chatter about Ms. Abdul’s mistake included some critics, like Michael Slezak on Entertainment Weekly’s ew.com, even raising questions about whether the judges are given scripted comments to recite about the contestants.
Cecile Frot-Coutaz, chief executive of FremantleMedia North America and an executive producer of “American Idol,” said Wednesday that the judges are never given scripted comments, and that she does not believe that the credibility of the show has been compromised.
“The judges have always acknowledged they occasionally watch rehearsals, but in the end they only comment on what happens in the live show,” she said in a written response to questions about the incident. She added that the judge’s opinions do not determine the viewers’ votes.
This is not the first time that the issue has been raised. Earlier this season Ms. Abdul commented about viewing a rehearsal, telling Michael Johns, a contestant who has now been eliminated, that his version of the Beatles song “A Day in the Life” had been “
And in March 2007 an article published in The Independent, a British newspaper, offered a behind-the-scenes look at “American Idol,” reporting that the judges Simon Cowell and Randy Jackson watch the television feeds of the dress rehearsal to “give themselves an idea of what comments they will make when the show goes live.”
The strange episode on Tuesday featured performances by the Top 5 finalists. Each singer prepared two songs for Tuesday’s show, and early in the broadcast Ryan Seacrest, the host, told the audience that the judges would not offer their regular critiques until after the singers had performed both songs.
But after each singer had performed a first song, Mr. Seacrest reversed course, bringing the performers onstage and asking the judges quickly to critique the performance of the first song.
On Wednesday, during his daily radio show on KIIS-FM in Los Angeles, Mr. Seacrest said that Nigel Lythgoe, an executive producer of “Idol,” informed him of the change as the fifth contestant, Syesha Mercado, was performing her first song, only seconds before he was to query the judges.
When Mr. Seacrest asked Ms. Abdul for her comments, she offered her critique on Jason Castro’s “first song,” “Forever in Blue Jeans,” then added: “The second song, I felt like your usual charm, it was missing for me. It kind of left me a little empty. And the two songs, it made me feel like you’re not fighting hard enough to get into the Top 4.”
As Mr. Seacrest anxiously glanced offstage for help, Mr. Jackson, beside Ms. Abdul at the judges’ table, gently prompted her to make comments “just on the first one.” Confused, Ms. Abdul said to Mr. Castro, “I thought you sang twice.” After realizing what had occurred, she then explained that she got her notes mixed up and had meant her comments to be about the next singer, David Cook. But instead of repeating that she thought Mr. Cook had given an uninspired performance, she told him, “You were fantastic.”
Attempting on Wednesday to explain her misstep, Ms. Abdul spoke on Mr. Seacrest’s radio show and said she had seen Mr. Castro’s rehearsal of his second song as she was bringing in a friend to the dress rehearsal audience.
When Mr. Lythgoe changed the format, she hurriedly made further notes, she said, mixing up Mr. Castro’s live performance with the rehearsal that she remembered.
Mr. Seacrest, during Tuesday’s ”Idol” broadcast, was left to remark on what seemed to be Ms. Abdul’s clairvoyance. “
Who? Paula Abdul
What happened? Paula Abdul has told viewers that Rehrsal helps with the comments that the judges give on the show
Where? Los Angeles
When? Yesterday Night
Why? To Give Good Critism
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5/1/08
What happens to weapons confiscated at the airport?
If you have ever flown on an airplane, you are well aware of the convoluted rules concerning prohibited items. It's easy to get confused. But who in their right mind would try to board a plane with an AK-47 or a 2-foot machete?
A lot of people, as it turns out. Every day people try to board airplanes with weapons. From 2002 to 2005, U.S. airport security confiscated an average of 14,000 potential weapons daily [source: Davidson].
More than 5,000 items are confiscated at Los Angeles Airport each day.
So what happens when you and your prized Swiss Army knife are separated at the airport? And what is the fate of the other millions of weapons seized each year?
First, a disclaimer: Countries vary widely on their airport security policies, making it hard to generalize about the fate of you and your knife. This article deals primarily with weapons prohibited onboard U.S. and European flights. Even in the U.S. and Europe, though, the particular airport and the security lane may determine what happens to your treasured tool.
While especially dangerous weapons, such as loaded, unlicensed guns, usually are kept as evidence in prosecutions or destroyed, your knife could be returned to you or held at the airport gift shop for you to pick up later. Otherwise, it could be auctioned on eBay, sold at a state surplus supply store or donated to a local Boy Scout troop.
On certain airlines, some items that aren't allowed as carry-ons are permitted in checked baggage if passengers declare them. If you forget to declare said weapon, the U.S. Transportation Security Administration (TSA) may take pity on you and let the weapon through. However if the airport screener is unwilling to overlook your mistake, you'll likely never see your weapon again. It's up to the employee's discretion.
If you and your knife aren't reunited, it's likely to be funneled to one of the state surplus warehouses scattered across the country that accept weapons "voluntarily abandoned to the TSA" [source: CBS]. Once there, items are auctioned to the public in a retail-like store at the warehouse or through an online auction site like eBay.
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Current Events
6/6/08
Boy Accused Of Rape Hung Out At Library Frequently
TAMPA -- Hillsborough County sheriff's detectives found blood on a library driveway, blood on a sidewalk near a set of benches, blood on a sign post near the entrance and blood on the west wall of the library building.
Ultimately, on the evening of April 24, they found blood on the ground near the spot where the family of an 18-year-old senior at East Bay High School found her unconscious and gasping. She had been raped.
Less than 12 hours after the attack, a 16-year-old boy detectives were looking to question had returned to the scene of the crime. Kendrick Morris walked back to the library about 10 a.m. on April 25 and into the hands of Hillsborough County deputies who were expecting him, according to court documents released by prosecutors today.
The victim, who is not named because of the nature of the crime, suffered numerous strokes, caused by attempted strangulation, and had lost her vision, according to the documents.
"What happened to me?" she asked a detective, who tried to interview her three days after the attack. "Why can't I see?"
The woman's condition is grim. She remains in an induced coma.
On April 24, the young woman drove to the library to return some books and was talking on a cell phone with a friend. She mentioned a man on the benches outside and that she was having difficulty stuffing the books in a drop box, the documents state.
Their call was disconnected at 10:39 p.m. after the friend heard the victim screaming.
Friends and family later found her bloodied and beaten into unconsciousness in an isolated area west of the library. She was surrounded by broken bamboo sticks.
Her pink purse hung 15 feet in the area from the branches of a tree. Her identification card was inside, but the other contents had been strewn about.
The woman had suffered a fracture to her forehead, a small fracture near the tip of her nose and multiple strokes, the documents state.
Although sheriff's officials and prosecutors have said she was in critical but stable condition, the extent of her injuries had not been released previously.
The documents also detail how the Florida Department of Law Enforcement matched semen found on the victim to Morris.
After making that match, the FDLE ran Morris' DNA through a state database and linked him to the June 2007 rape of a 62-year-old worker at Children's Lighthouse Day Care Center – less than a mile from his Clair-Mel home.
In all, Morris faces nine adult charges. If convicted, he faces up to life in prison.
Library Loiterer
Investigators had been told by witnesses that Morris, a troubled student at Bloomingdale High School, frequently hung out at the library after school and waited for hours until his mother picked him up.
A classmate of the suspect told detectives he saw Morris sitting outside the library about 9:30 on the night of the attack.
The next morning, sheriff's Cpl. David Waytovich spotted Morris walking up to the library's front doors and stopped the teen inside, according to his supplemental report.
The corporal stated he had been alerted by a sergeant to watch for any sign of Morris or anyone matching the boy's physical description in the area of the library.
Morris also was listed in the department's computer records as having been recently reported as a runaway, the documents state.
The corporal told Morris that because of this he would have to come with deputies to be returned to his mother.
Earlier that morning, other detectives went to Morris' home but no one answered the door, documents state.
Deputies took Morris to the sheriff's juvenile division office, contacted his mother, Lisa Stevens, and asked Morris if he'd been to the library the night before.
The teen told them he had been there but that he left at 9 p.m. – about an hour and 40 minutes before the attack is thought to have begun, the reports state.
Timeline Conflicts
Morris' account of that night, however, does not match a timeline of his whereabouts compiled by detectives from witness statements and video surveillance tapes.
Morris told detectives left the library to go to McDonald's and then went a Wal-Mart to call a cab. He said he got to the McDonald's about 10 p.m., got to the Wal-Mart shortly afterward and was home by 11 p.m.
Surveillance video from the McDonald's shows Morris arriving about 11:10 p.m. and leaving at 11:30 p.m.
Detectives said Wal-Mart employees remembered seeing Morris entering the store about 11:25 p.m. and he talked about needing a cab. After looking through a phone book for a number, someone at the customer service desk helped him make the call.
The cab driver told the sheriff's office that he picked Morris up about 12:30 a.m. Morris' family was not home, so the teen borrowed money from a neighbor to pay the driver. The neighbor told detectives that Morris had arrived about 1 a.m.
Morris spent the night at her home and her husband drove the teen to school the next morning.
Mother's Story
When Stevens came to the juvenile division office April 25 to retrieve her son, she told them her son had spent the night at the neighbors' house because she and her mother were working the previous night.
Jail records show otherwise.
Stevens was in jail for the past few days on a traffic-related charge and didn't get released until 9:43 p.m. on April 24.
In addition to the DNA linking Morris to the attack at the library, the documents released today detailed evidence placing Morris at the library that night.
His fingerprints were found on the blue benches in the front of the library doors and what appeared to be a plastic eating utensil found below a blood stain on a wall on the west side of the library. The utensil had been filed down into a sharp weapon
When contacted by phone today, Stevens said she didn't know about the DNA linking her son to the crime or about the torn and grass-stained clothing deputies found inside an unlocked portable classroom adjacent to the library property.
"I can't talk about it because I don't know anything about it," Stevens said.
She declined to comment further.
DNA Links To Second Rape
When the Florida Department of Law Enforcement found Morris' DNA, they ran the match through a statewide database. It matched an unsolved Tampa rape from June 2007.
According to the documents, a woman who works at Children's Lighthouse Day Care Center opened the business about 5:30 a.m. on June 28. While closing the door behind her, a hand pulled it back open.
A young man wearing a ski mask held a silver knife and told the woman to lie on the floor. He repeatedly asked for money. When she said she had none, he told her to stand up again, but had to help her. She had difficultly standing because of her arthritis, she told detectives.
The man told her to take off her clothes. At that moment, another employee began to knock at the door. The masked man ignored the knock and attempted twice to rape the woman, according to the documents.
When the woman told her attacker that the woman at the door might have a key to get in, he fled.
DNA found on the victim was tested against two possible suspects. Neither proved a match. The case remained unsolved until Morris was charged in the Bloomingdale library rape.
Victim Speaks
On April 27, three days after the attack, deputies tried to interview the victim at Tampa General Hospital.
"What happened to me?" a sheriff's detective quoted her as saying. "I remember going to the library. … I was on the phone."
The detective asked whether she remembered anything after that.
"No, what happened to me?" she responded. "Why can't I see? … Why me?"
Another detective came to the hospital a few hours later. The woman was sleeping, but her doctor told the detective about her fractures and the strokes.
The victim's family invited Tampa Tribune columnist Steve Otto to her hospital room. The young woman never regained her ability to see, Otto said. She remains in an induced coma.
Her mother has spent the past six weeks in the hospital, Otto said, rarely leaving her daughter's side.
Michelle Brinegar
Science
6/6/08
What if I stuck my finger in an electrical outlet?
Many people, parents in particular, really wonder what would happen if someone -- possibly their child -- were to stick his or her finger in an electrical outlet. According to the U.S. Consumer Product Safety commission, each year approximately 4,000 people find themselves in the emergency room seeking treatment for injuries caused by accidents involving electrical outlets. About a third to one-half of these patients are children who decided to stick some kind of metal object (like a paper clip or spoon handle) or their finger into the outlet. This number may seem high, but these people are actually the lucky ones. There are hundreds of folks that never make it to the emergency room.
If you stick your finger in an electrical outlet, the current can maim or even kill you. The human body is an excellent conductor for electricity. Electricity is always looking for a quick and simple path to the ground. Because about 70 percent of a human body is made up of water, it's extremely easy for electricity to course through you in a matter of seconds. At a minimum, electric shock can cause:
* Headache
* Muscle fatigue or spasms
* Temporary unconsciousness
* Temporary breathing difficulty
Some of the more serious and possibly fatal side effects of electrical shock are:
* Severe burns at point of contact and along the electricity's course through the body
* Vision loss
* Hearing loss
* Brain damage
* Respiratory arrest or failure
* Cardiac arrest (heart attack)
* Death
If someone nearby does stick fingers or some kind of metal object into an outlet and receives an electrical shock, DO NOT touch the person. If you touch him or her, the electricity can move from that person's body into yours, shocking you both in the process. You should quickly shove the victim away from the outlet using an object that doesn't conduct electricity. A broom handle or dry towel will work. Once contact has been broken, quickly check the victim's breathing and pulse, and look for burns. You should seek medical help immediately.
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His bare feet padded across a cold metal floor as he slipped behind a large metal shipping crate and sighed.
Goddamn, this was ridiculous. Was it so hard for Olga to have his clothes?
Did she really have to tell him to go hunt Snake down for all his gear? Could she give him nothing?
He frowned and looked around the edge of the box. The coast was clear.
Quickly he bolted up to a door and cracked it open, peeking out. He saw a few guards, but none looking his way.
He stepped in and crouched down behind another box, one hand on the floor, the other instinctively trying to cover his manhood.
Ridiculous, just ridiculous. It was all he could think of.
He waited for what seemed like an eternity until the guards began distracting themselves.
He peeked out and saw them clustered together. Taking his chance, he ran to a set of stairs and ascended them with great care.
Perhaps his bare feet were a blessing, as they made little noise. He reached the top of the stairs and peered over the edge,
down at the guards. He had to resist a snicker as he noticed that some porno magazine had their attention in a vice.
Slipping to the wall, he slipped through one last door. He leaned against it and sighed when it was closed, and looked ahead.
He was left in one large hallway, with another door at the opposite end. And standing in the center, back to Raiden, was Solid Snake.
He stood motionless, his own sneaking suit clinging to his body like a layer of flesh.
Raiden glared. He ran silently across the floor towards him. How he wanted to knock Snake out for using him as bait,
for leaving him to roam naked around this damned metal prison.
But a punch to the back would have to suffice, as he’d need Snake alive if he ever dreamed of taking Arsenal down.
Just as Raiden reached Snake and pulled his fist back, Snake whipped around and grabbed his arms.
Raiden gasped as he was shoved against the wall, his flesh tingling against the freezing metal. Snake smirked at him,
his dark eyes peering out from right under his bandana.
“Let me go,” Raiden said.
“Why? So you can hit me?” Snake glared.
“Yes. You had me knocked out and used me as f**king bait! Thanks to you my body aches like I’ve been run over countless times by a truck.
And then, to top it off, you keep my damn clothes so I have to run around naked!” His pale blue eyes shone for a moment with fury,
then cooled quickly. Somehow Raiden couldn’t stay mad staring right into Snake’s face,
seeing eyes that have probably gone through much worse.
“Well, you did get us in,” Snake said. Raiden sighed. He was still pinned to the wall, and it occurred to him that he was fully exposed.
He blushed a little and tried to look away, but got caught on Snake’s face again. Those deep eyes seemed so hard a second ago,
so why did they now appear as melting pools of warm chocolate?
“Can...can I have something to wear now?” He asked, then gulped. He felt his body reacting to the control being used over him,
reacting in a way he never thought he’d feel while trying to keep a damn nuclear warhead from being used.
And he never thought this kind of reaction would be caused by a man, let alone the Solid Snake. He didn’t resemble a woman in any way!
Snake seemed to think on it for a minute before speaking. “
trying to hide something. Snake let his eyes travel over pale expanses of skin, down Raiden’s neck and chest,
until he caught a glimpse of Raiden’s embarrassment, the slight arousal beginning to course through the younger man’s body.
Snake looked up at him, and Raiden tore his head to the other side.
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nose length) sliding over his face. “Just...forget about this...”
Snake meant to let go, he really thought he did, but instead found he was pressing Raiden closer to the wall, harder, moving in.
His own body pushed up against Raiden’s, who jerked in shock. Snake leaned close, his face brushing Raiden’s cheek.
and Raiden only growing a bit more aroused
“Snake,” Raiden said, “What do you think you’re doing?” He felt a pair of lips touch his neck and a gasp slipped past his pale lips.
His head tilted to the side, allowing better access, and without a command from his conscience mind. Raiden blushed. Shit. “Snake, stop,” again,
pressure from those lips, softer then Raiden thought they’d be. A soft moan. “Not my neck-“
Then pressure from his teeth, and Raiden’s voice escalated. No, this wasn’t far. What was Snake doing? Did he think this was funny?
Because Raiden found no humor in his torment. Only pure frustration.
Snake’s lips raveled up Raiden’s pale flesh, kissing below his ear. Snake nipped his ear lobe and Raiden’s breath escaped him.
Snake felt the younger man growing more aroused against him, he could have sworn he felt his blood running hot through his body.
And goddamn, the heat felt good.
He had meant to torment Raiden, one quick kiss just to be an ass. But God his skin, it was so soft, smooth, felt so natural against his lips
and tongue. He felt like he couldn’t stop, and suddenly he wasn’t looking at the body beneath him as a man, but as a fellow being,
one with whom he could see himself experience unspeakable pleasures with. It made his heart race up into his throat,
shook Snake from the core.
At least against an enemy, he knew what was in front of him. If they had a gun, he knew how to dodge.
If they decided to wrap their hands around his throat, he knew how to rip them off. But with this,
with Raiden...how could he know what to expect?
His lips made their way to Raiden’s cheek, then hovered right above his lips. Snake hesitated, as if this one action would break him,
shatter him to a million pieces. He thought maybe he should close his eyes, maybe not seeing Raiden would make it easier at first.
Raiden could feel the tense coming from Snake’s body, the hesitation, the confusion. Without a thought, listening completely to his body,
he closed the small gap between their lips. With that instant he felt his breath taken from him, and he felt Snake’s hands,
which were still on his arms, tighten their grip. The kiss was a simple movement of lips, but it was enough. Raiden’s body raged with the contact,
and when Snake pulled back, Raiden drove foreword, discarding all thoughts of discomfort. His mouth devoured Snake’s, taking the man off guard.
Raiden’s tongue entangled his own, and Snake’s mind raced. Oh God, what was he doing? Was this really Raiden’s tongue against his,
sending little shocks through his body of bliss? Was this really Raiden’s skin beneath his fingertips, so soft, so smooth?
Was this really a man beneath him?
Forcing his mind into silence, Snake gave into Raiden’s mouth and kissed him back fiercely. When their lips parted,
Raiden’s raced breath hit Snake’s lift softly, felt like little gusts of a warm summer wind.
He leaned down, his lips this time connecting with Raiden’s collar bone. The pale blonde sighed,
closed his eyes as the lips made a path to his nipple. Snake hesitated again, and Raiden edged him on with a soft moan of anticipation.
Snake’s tongue flicked the very pale pink bud quickly, and Raiden bit his lip. When Snake’s lips closed over it, Raiden moaned,
his hips pushing forward in a reflex, begging for attention. One of Raiden’s arms was released, and he felt Snake’s hand between his legs,
cupping his balls. He gasped, wrapping his free arm around the other man’s shoulders.
He felt Snake step back, leading him by the hold on his testicles, which Raiden had to admit only made him about ten times hornier,
and forced him to the ground. Raiden lay flat as Snake’s lips trailed down his stomach, then lower still,
stopping at the base of his now aching cock. Again there was a bit of hesitation, and this time Raiden fought down his whimpers,
but a few escaped his now kiss swollen lips.
Snake felt his stomach tighten and found that even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t be able to leave the man in this state.
He kissed softly along the base of Raiden’s cock, the slight fuzz along his chin tickling Raiden’s skin. Raiden sighed,
his eyes closing, only to have them shoot open when he felt Snake’s mouth wrap about his erection.
He arched his back as the wet heat engulfed him, made his body rage with an insatiable need.
Snake’s tongue was dancing along Raiden’s length as his mouth moved, and somehow he didn’t feel out of place.
His conscience began to fire questions at him, wondering how he could do this, of all places and of all people,
but he shut it up quickly and focused on the sounds coming from Raiden’s heavenly lips. The sounds got louder, moans all trailing into one,
until he felt Raiden’s hips pumping slightly up towards his mouth, the other man obviously restraining the urge to bury his cock deep in
Snake’s throat.
Snake took as much of Raiden in as he could, his hand keeping a firm hold on the rest of his cock, and swore he felt Raiden’s pulse sweep
through the blonde’s body and into his. Then he heard Raiden’s louder moans..., "Snake...." Raiden said gasping "I'm going to...to....Ahahahhh!" Raiden screamed,
and Snake felt Raidens body shudder as his cum shot deep into his throat.
Snake swallowed, ignoring the slightly bitter, odd taste as much as he could. He wasn’t really sure he disliked it, but it was just too
new a taste to dwell on long.
Snake stopped for a second, before hearing Raiden Speak, with lust and desire in his voice
"Snake...," Raiden spoke "don't....""dont what?" Snake asked "dont stop..." raiden spoke pleading
He sat up slowly and looked at Raiden, who was panting, his eyes concentrating on Snake like a lioness watches her prey.
Before Snake could move or even breath, Raiden was forcing him to the ground, devouring his mouth was again.
His hands fisted in Snake’s thick deep brown hair. He pulled lightly, and Snake gasped, found the pain to be a very arousing feeling.
Raiden released with one hand and let it trail down Snake’s chest, his stomach, and over the hard-on that Snake had somehow not noticed;
he’d been so caught up in Raiden.
He groaned as Raiden massaged it gently through his sneaking suit, before trailing his hand back up and finding a zipper.
He opened the suit and released all of Snake’s hair. The blonde’s lips touched Snake’s stomach, felt hard muscle beneath the skin somewhere,
as if they were tensing in anticipation. He kissed lower, his hand gripping onto Snake’s cock. He grinned against the other’s skin as Snake
gasped; his head tipping back a bit.
He nipped Snake’s stomach lightly before sitting up more and concentrating on his cock. His tongue danced over the head lightly,
his hand pumping slowly, torturing Snake in return for starting all of this. However, he didn’t seem to mind from the low moans that
escaped his throat. Raiden took the head into his mouth now and sucked lightly as he pumped, his free hand resting on Snake’s stomach,
running down his smooth stomach, fingers feeling smooth skin that seemed to crackle with a needy energy.
Raiden gave in and took as much of Snake as he could into his mouth and bobbed his head, his hands gripping onto Snake’s hips to keep them
from thrusting up too forcefully into his mouth. Snake’s head tossed once, twice, and he gasped, the moaned low as he released all the
static desire coursing through his body. It transferred to Raiden’s mouth, who could’ve sworn he really felt the shock.
He swallowed everything, even licked his lips when Snake was looking at him, as if extending an invitation for other rounds.
Snake sat up; catching his breath quicker then Raiden had, and looked at the younger man. Both seemed unsure as to what to say,
so Snake simply got up and walked over to a small trunk. He zipped his suit back up, then kicked the trunk towards Raiden,
who opened it to find his gear, and finally his clothing.
He stood and slipped into the sneaking suit, the snug feel of another layer of skin much more comforting to run around in.
He fastened his gear back on, then looked at Snake, who was watching him. He walked over to the brunette and placed a hand on his chest,
then sighed. Raiden didn’t know what to say, and he knew Snake didn’t either. His fingers curled a little, as if resisting the urge to dig
through the suit and Snake’s chest towards his beating heart.
“We need to go,” Snake said, trying to remember what the hell he was even doing. Oh, yes, destroying a metal gear, keeping nuclear weapons
from being used. That kind of thing. Raiden nodded, but moved closer instead of towards a door. He wrapped his arms around Snake and embraced
him, not expecting the man to touch him back, in fact half expecting him to push Raiden away.
But Snake didn’t. His hands rested on Raiden’s back, one trailing lightly over his spine.
“Maybe I should torment you more,” Snake whispered, a laugh in his voice. Raiden grinned and looked up, pale eyes infatuated now by the man
against him. Perhaps even moving from infatuation towards a more solid feeling, more towards affection. Something that could blossom into
love given the right amount of time and care.
“I’d like that,” Raiden said. “When we get out of here, you can torment me all you want.” Snake tussled Raiden’s hair, then stepped back
and set his face to a serious expression. Raiden nodded, knowing full well they had a job to do, and followed Snake towards a door.
*Snake Stops walking and thinks*
However, Snake’s mind was far from the mission, far away in its own little world. Had he really just done that?
Did he really just go that far with Raiden, when they were supposed to be saving some blind world? And, perhaps the scariest thing to him
was, did he really enjoy it? Was his heart really still pounding against his ribs from Raiden’s touch, his pale eyes? Was his body still so
alive from even thinking on the boy?
And was he really starting to feel affection for the man rooted deep in his frantically beating heart?
"Snake..." Raiden Said "what are you thinking about?" "hmm....why?" Snake asked "well, you stopped walking" "I did?" "Yeah" Raiden Answered
"Oh, Sorry, and by the way Raiden..." "what...?" "Nice ass"
Raiden looks surprised and covers it and runs through the door *laughs* "wait, Slow down Raiden!""im here snake" Raiden said singsong
"Where is 'here'?""Right here"raiden said grabing his legs
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