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[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[Father's Day? Jack is oblivious. He's just wandering the hallways as usual, freshly drugged up on toluene and eyes open for any hostiles. Sure, this wasn't Liberia... he realized that much now. But Solidus never told him to stop patrolling. So there he is, a ten year old soldier with an AK in his grasp, ready to kill any hostiles he happens to come across. The Small Boy Unit band on his arm remained to serve as a reminder to Jack; he was the leader of the unit, even if it wasn't here yet. For now, he had to treat them all as MIA. He didn't miss them, but he was incapable of it. He was incapable of any real emotion like this.]


((HAPPY FATHER'S DAY SOLIDUS, YOU KNOW GUILT IS THE BEST GIFT EVER :D Open for anyone to run into~))

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[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

[Fuck you, fate.]

...

Jack?

[Have a Solidus in a very nice suit, Jack. Go on. He feels very guilty and sad.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

Sir.

[He salutes, not even asking about the suit.]

[He also doesn't notice that you feel guilty or sad. :T]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

Do you know what day it is today?

[He crouched down to look him straight in the eyes.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

Day, sir?

[No. No, he didn't. Hell, he didn't even know what day of the week it was.]

...No...

[He felt as though he should, though. And now he felt bad for not knowing. Clearly Solidus wanted him to know, so he should have known, right? Was he going to get punished for this? He hoped not...]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

...it's Father's Day.

[Of course the boy wouldn't know. Hell, he wouldn't understand at all.]

Come spend a little time with me.

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head.]

Father's Day...?

[...What the heck was Father's Day?]

Spend time with you, sir?

[DOES NOT COMPUTE]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

I don't know if they have it in Liberia. In America, where I'm from, this is the day where you celebrate your father. There's also a Mother's Day.

...yes. Spend time with me.

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

Celebrate your father?

[Huh...]

...Are there more people you want me to execute, sir?

[That's really the only thing he thinks Solidus could possibly need him for. After all, it was the only way of "celebrating" he knew. He draws his combat knife, expression blank.]

[viscous-serpent.livejournal.com]

Put your knife away.

[His voice was sharp.]

No. I just want the pleasure of your company.

[nomorenanos.livejournal.com]

[It's that young hellspawn Jack... someone should really take that gun away from him...]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[You mean the gun pointed at you right now?]

Name and affiliation.

[Yeah, you're way too old to be that foreigner he locked up that time.]

[nomorenanos.livejournal.com]

[Hah... he can dodge bullets now so he doesn't care about your gun, except shit it's still Jack and he can barely read that guy.]

My name is John and I'm in banking.

[NO NEED TO SHOOT THE RANDOM BANKER.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[Jack didn't know much about bankers, but he was sure they didn't tend to be armed to the teeth with blades. Suspicious, he moves in closer.]

Prove it.

[nomorenanos.livejournal.com]

I would but... there isn't any money here. But if you give me a moment, I could snag some from the basement store.

[VAMP, YOU ARE ONE SMOOTH DUDE.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

...Why do you need to steal money to prove you're a banker?

[NO YOU AREN'T. HE'S COCKED THE GUN AND HE'S READY TO FIRE UNLESS YOU GIVE HIM SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE CONVINCING.]

[nomorenanos.livejournal.com]

Because I'm a broke banker. I cannot be a proper banker without money, now can I?

[Woah there, that gun is a little too close for comfort. Vamp would like to draw his blades, but he knows he couldn't hurt a young Jack no matter what a demon he is.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[Well, Jack's knowledge of bankers didn't extend much farther than "bankers deal with money somehow", so after a moment he nods.]

Fine, we will go to the basement so you can collect your money.

[Yeah, he's going with you.]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Passing by the fellow child soldier, Wolf glanced briefly at his puny AK, looked down to her sniper rifle, as a slow grin spread over her face. Hell yeah, her gun was bigger than his gun. Nevertheless, she still glanced at him cautiously. If there was anything she learned, it was that fellow child soldiers were often the most troublesome to deal with.]

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't sure what that girl was smiling about, but she looked dangerous. He aims his weapon at her.]

Who are you and who do you work for?

[He didn't recognize her from Liberia...]

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Well, since he drew his weapon on her, she returned the favor.]

I am Esme. I work for my Saladin and only him.

[Her lips formed into a scowl.]

And yourself? Are you part of the dogs in the American army? Coming to get me because I don't believe in your hypocritical ways?

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

I am Jack... I work under Solidus.

[He would have been proud, but he didn't really care much for anything right now.]

We work for no army.

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

I have never heard of a Solidus.

[Well, at least he didn't work for the American army. Or at least it didn't seem that way. But she wasn't going to be the first to put her guard down. She lived this long, and she'd be damned if she'd die because of a stupid mistake.]

Why do you fight then?

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

We fight whoever Solidus tells us to fight. The rebels who attack us, nearby villages with food and supplies.

[He isn't putting his guard down, either.]

You are fighting the Americans?

[gunfiredlullaby.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes narrowed at that.] You! You are part of the Iraqi regime then?

[Her tone was calm, but if he said a word to confirm that he was, she was ready to shoot on the spot. Although her anger was mostly targeted towards the US for their hypocritical ways, towards the Kurds, she still held ire in her heart for the bastards that killed her family and brainwashed her for a time to fight against her own kind.]

I will get my revenge on them someday for the suffering they have inflicted on my people...but for now, I do as Big Boss...my Saladin says.

[whitedevilunit.livejournal.com]

The Iraqi regime? No.

[He has no idea what this girl is babbling about. But Solidus would have called people like her "terrorist scum". He would have had Jack execute her immediately... but he wasn't here to give those orders, and Jack didn't much feel like killing her unless she posed a threat.]

I only do as Sir tells me to.