http://systemismine.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] systemismine.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fissionmailed2010-11-05 11:40 pm
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Remember Remember the 5th of November

[Deep inside one of the various rooms of the Nexus is an Ocelot. This room might be somewhat familiar to certain members of the building, but to those without realization of the location would be greeted by a pleasant Eastern European environment. Beautiful cityscape, quaint stores and coffee shops, and a dark sky with a bright moon overhead. The night life of this particular city was indeed a breathtaking sight to witness. Lamps illuminated the scope of the location above as though softening the features of the luxirious surroundings. Usually, it was fairly quiet at this time, but there happened to be a lot of bustling of faceless bodies surrounding the streets and out by the water.]

[There was a chill in the air that night and the smell of gunpowder lingered in faint wisps. The aftermath of Halloween encouraged a more subtle evening ahead for the 5th of November celebrations. It wouldn't be long before the fireworks set off.]

[Ocelot was sat outside a café of a street corner. He leaned his arm on the small round table before him, a thick cigar held securely between gloved fingers. He could feel winter creeping up and decided to adorn his coat. The memories of this place, it was where he had been pulled from in his world. So much had happened by being in this world, this Nexus, it almost seemed an inevitability that he would never return home.]

[But no matter how many times he fought with that debate in his mind, he found himself not caring about the slim chances of returning to 2014. His life was perfect here. This was his home.]

[As that thought passed him, a bright pink flash of light sparked in the night sky. Ocelot smirked and raised his cup of hot chocolate to his lips, sipping the substance calmly.]


((ooc: Bonfire Night! Come and enjoy the sights, sounds and smells. There's plenty of stores open due to the event and open stalls with hot food ready to serve. You can go anywhere you like. Just don't fall in the water if you want to get a really good view of the fireworks.))

[identity profile] let-mama.livejournal.com 2010-11-07 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[EVA remains silent as Ocelot opens his heart up to her. For the briefest of moments, it's possible to tell from her expression that the man's words have caught her completely off-guard. But, in all honesty... nothing the man just said comes as a surprise. The surprise merely comes from the fact that he has actually said them to her out loud. Everything Ocelot just mentioned, from EVA being his only friend to him needing her as a support... Somewhere deep down, she knew all of this already. And the reason she knows is that, in truth, EVA feels the exact same way. But that feeling of genuine attachment- the understanding of a true affection between the two spies is something that EVA assumed would go unspoken forever.]

[Now that Ocelot has opened up to her, EVA naturally feels as though she should return those heartfelt words. But as she opens her mouth to respond, the woman soon finds herself closing it again. Perhaps she can't quite open herself up and voice everything she feels for him just yet. She's just... not quite there. It's obvious from the look in his eyes that this Ocelot has reached a point in his life that EVA herself can only dream of right now. ...A time when he can be completely honest with both himself and others; accepting of his past, yet moving forward from it entirely.]

[It's almost enough to make her envious. But rather than feel jealousy, EVA finds herself feeling... genuinely happy for him.]

[Mama reaches up with a gloved hand and gently cups the side of Ocelot's face. She searches his eyes as she strokes his cheekbone with her thumb; pale blue eyes gazing deeply into his own.]

...You're completely free, aren't you? [As of right now, the only time EVA feels completely free is when she's on her bike. That's the only time that she feels comfortable enough to be her true self. Everyone's usual assumption, when they see this completely extroverted woman, is that she's already entirely uninhibited. ...But that isn't the whole truth.]

[A pause.] I wish that I... could be there with you.

[She smiles; though it is a sad smile] Perhaps I'll just have to wait a few more decades, hm?

[identity profile] let-mama.livejournal.com 2010-11-08 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Then within these walls, complete freedom remains an impossibility.

[EVA cants her head to the side and shrugs] Can't have it all, hm?

But- health and family... Not a bad alternative for old sinners like us. Have you truly retired from your life as a spy, though?

[identity profile] let-mama.livejournal.com 2010-11-08 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[A pause as he mentions changing for John] ...Ah... right...

[Her hands remain in Ocelot's, though she averts her gaze for a moment] I see.

You're the one that's actually with Jack, aren't you? The oldest one? "Pleasantly plump"?

[identity profile] let-mama.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Hn. So, you're the one he chose. [Of course. They're closer in age, mentality, and at this point- Lifestyle. When EVA looks back at things now, pertaining to that specific Big Boss... She never really stood a chance, did she?]

[After giving a sad smile, she actually admits-] ...Wise choice.

[Instead of waiting for a reply, the woman turns to Ocelot and immediately changes the subject.]

So; where will you be taking me now, hm? I'm sure there are places far better than a street corner for us to chat in. Do you know this area well?

[identity profile] let-mama.livejournal.com 2010-11-09 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
....So modest~....

[She gives a sly smirk herself] 'You trying to make me feel better by putting yourself down?

[Suddenly, her playful grin fades and she allows herself to speak seriously.] ...I can't speak for Jack. But I know what I see in you. A strong force of will, a strong sense of loyalty for the man you love, your mother's charisma... You're a great man, Adam. Whether you're a "good person" or not, isn't for me to judge.

You're no saint. Neither am I. Neither is he. [EVA exhales slowly. She looks out at the display of fireworks as well.] ...We should stop worrying about whether we "deserve" what we've got or not, and just enjoy it while it lasts.

In the end... who knows- We may all be going to hell in the same handbasket. In the meantime, I plan on enjoying my life- and embracing the people around me. And I'm not giving up on myself. I choose to keep fighting for my own happiness.

[identity profile] let-moma.livejournal.com 2010-11-11 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed I am. [Modesty what? She briefly cranes herself upward and places a kiss to Ocelot's cheek.] ...Stick around. My happiness somehow feels much more attainable with you in my life.

[That's the closest she'll get to directly pouring her honest heart out to you as she'll get, Ocelot. At least for a while.]

[EVA smiles genuinely and loops her arm around his.] I thought you'd never ask~