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OOC: OMG This is the most awesome character I've seen appear in a long time.

AH! *tries to hold down hand to prevent himself from performing a nazi salute*

Cocks a brow. Ah?

OOC: Cool I didn't know. :) I thought it ironic because i watched this movie last night. HEHEHE

*manages to gain control of his gloved hand, slips it into his lap and looks up at the strange man*

*laughs quietly and squeaks in his thick German accent* the arched eyebrow tells me that you're *hand shakes* surprised by my reaction. You're a very sinister looking creature.

Snake's expression gets more curious. This man was definitely affected by the gas. Not around this place.

Snake smiled at the man before him. Safety in appearing sinister.

Appearing sinister has always proved to be a highly effective deterrent.

*Reaches into his inner jacket pocket and pulls out a pack of Lucky Strikes and a matchbook and lights one for himself* Cigarette?

Always will.

Snake watches him light the cigarette and smiled. Good choice.

They were probably he second or third brand choice.

*As he takes a long drag from his newly lit smoke, a quiet hiss passes through his teeth. It rests tightly within the fingers of his black leather clad hand*

They're good in a pinch. What is your name, mein Herr?

Better than none at all. Snake considered for a moment before answering in German though he still had an American accent. They call me Snake. Who are you?

All the more sinister, Snake.

Strangelove. I'm a Doctor. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Too many Ss in that.

Wouldn't say that about many doctors.

I'm only a Doctor in name and level of education, sir. Think of me more as an... adviser? Yes?

Phd? Adviser to what?

*takes another long drag of his smoke* Some of the deeper internal affairs in Washington. Yes, quite deep you know.

I know all about them. What I did in the service.

That is certainly commendable, serving your country in secret without the glory...

*His hand starts to shudder up and down. The burning embers of his cigarette draw orange lines in the air. He slips the rest of his smoke into his mouth and holds his hand down.*

Unless you're forced into it. That's another interesting story all together.

I wasn't that much of a secret.

Snake was really wondering about the mental state of this man but remained calm.

Interesting isn't the word I'd choose for lot of it.