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Anybody get the Number off that Freight Train?

[Suddenly, having spent the past several days in that same Storage Closet in Groznyj Grad, (it was hard to tell being that he was indoors, inside of a box, with no windows, so it was kinda hard to tell the passing of time) John Doe, better known as Big Boss and a host of other code names, suddenly was back in the Nexus it seemed. Growling, not the most comfortable landing he'd ever done but not at all hurt, John got to his feet, brushing himself off. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, looking around. He saw a rather large blood stain on the floor as well as bullet shells, broken pots and pieces of a door scattered about the hall not 10 feet away from where he was originally - well, obviously, whatever decided he needed to be here at the Nexus has a sick sense of humor. That, obviously, was the spot where that girl had sent him to make his maker again.]

God damn my luck...

[And so, Naked Snake set about to find himself an apartment again, sore and tired. However, this time, he made his way a couple floors lower, away from the crazy psychic girl. He decided that it'd be a good idea to not neighbors with a vendetta. Finally finding a nice place, plenty of room for two, for whenever he managed to find Ocelot again, he made himself at home, leaving the door open as he went about checking the place out, taking off his belt with all his gear and setting it on the couch.]

Finally... Mission Accomplished I guess...

[(ooc:so yes, this Big Boss is back; you're welcome to stop by and say hello as he settles in or bring him a house warming cake or... whatever...)]

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Really now? Well then... Mi casa es su casa. You're welcome to hang your beret here for a bit if you'd like.

[Big Boss was of course perfectly fine with having the company of an Ocelot; he preferred it really. Giving up on the cabinets for the moment John decided to peek in the fridge, smiling as he found some pre-made sandwiches already in there. Pulling one out and unwrapping it, he took a bite - Turkey BLT... not too bad. He'd add a bit of mustard or something, but Naked Snake was far too focused on eating to add anything further to the sandwich.]

If I needed another one I would have gotten one. [Yeah he did lose that third gun but we don't mention how he pretty much just dropped it. >___>;]Or maybe you're trying to slow me down a couple of seconds.

[He opens the gun to look in the chamber.] One shot left. [He snaps it closed again to spin it.] Up for a game? Russian Roulette.

[He has no intention of putting himself out of commission for three days and even he isn't cocky enough to bet on chance when it comes to his own life. ...Yet anyway but it's all about the lead up. The anticipation. The thrill of the hunt even.]

[Big Boss simply shrugged. Later, he knew Ocelot to start using two guns again. He could say what he wanted to, he liked playing with his revolvers far too much to only use one.]

Tempting... Thanks, but no thanks Ocelot. I think I'm fresh out of blank bullets, and I'm not exactly excited to try it with a regular one.

[He'd just had 3 day side trip himself, and he wasn't exactly in the mood to find out if he'd end up back in that storage room again. Better safe than sorry after all.]

There's only a one in six chance you'll die. Well. One in three since there's two of us. [He returns the gun to its holster.] But I don't blame you. Last time I played that game you got your eye shot out.

[He leans back, one arm on the back of the couch and stares at the ceiling.] How did you find this place anyway? Luck?

[He shouldn't be so relaxed but there's little point in trying to start a fight with this man. For now anyway. He doesn't want to count a CQC session out some time in the future of course.]

[Ocelot comes very close behind him, and reaches into the fridge past him, pulling out one of the same kind of sandwiches.]

Don't mind if I do.

[Ocelot unwraps his and takes a bite as well.]

Mm. Tastier than most of the stuff you eat...

Heh... True enough. [Chuckles a bit as he continues to eat his own sandwich. Usually, he didn't have much of a choice in the matter.]

Well, I'm sick of snake and mushrooms; I think I'll stick to this for a while.

[Too easy.]

I'm not sick of snakes.

[He smirks behind his sandwich.]

I didn't say I enjoyed the quiet. It's why I try to make my life interesting.

[EVA knew it would take time before gaining Snake's trust again. She was fully aware of what she was capable of in the future, at least when regarding the other man and the completion of their mission, but the spy had yet to live through that. She had made a promise to another Big Boss here not to betray him; especially considering the information she had learned of becoming a surrogate mother to his children.]

I'm afraid I don't follow.

[She finally seats herself at the table, a leg crossing over the other as she quietly observes the man.]

I haven't completed my mission yet. I've barely even had the opportunity to seduce you. Whatever happened in your world has yet to happen to me.

As I said to another Jack, I don't intend to betray you.

[Naked Snake mad sure to swallow what was in his mouth before he started laughing. He really did walk right into that one.]

Of course not; I'd never expect you to be.

'Snake' is just fine, EVA.

[His hands gripped the counter for a moment, gritting his teeth, before John picked up the bottle of while and took off the top, pouring each of them a glass. If Big Boss didn't know her name, John would damn well rather EVA not call him by his, especially since the only one that ever called him 'Jack' was the Boss. It was interesting, to Big Boss at least, to think that EVA hadn't done any of the things that he knew of her. He had loved her once, during Snake Eater, when he was far too naïve and blinded by the moment to read between the lines and see the truth that had been right in front of him. However, that felt like a million years ago, and having lived his life and it having been reset, looking her in he face again, John honestly wasn't sure what to make of this. However, even without what she did a the end of her mission, there has still been the very tangled web of lies she had woven to gain his trust in the first place.]

Hn... Those are some pretty words from a pretty agent.

[Picking up one of the wine glasses, Big Boss set it on the table next to her. Turning his back other for a moment, he grabbed the can of soup and his own glass before sitting down at the kitchen table with EVA.]

Here's to them being more than just pretty word.

[He raised his wine glass, halfheartedly toasting before taking a sip of wine. However, his attention was quickly returned to the beef stew in his hand.]

Yeah... still not liking those odds very much. Nothing personal, Ocelot.

[Big Boss would very much like to keep the one eye he still had, not to mention he'd had enough of getting shot for this week.]

Well, I guess we'll call it luck. After all that's happen, I figured it's more of just odds. With all the shit luck I was having earlier, I was bound to find something decent eventually.

Your loss. Do you not know my name? Or were you one of the ones I told not to call me by it? [He told a lot of people that so he can't so forgive him if he doesn't remember.]

I'm not an Ocelot. And you're not a Snake. [He reminds him, leaning over for his his drink again. He takes a swig then smirks.] We're men. With names.

[But he goes back to looking at the decor.] If you knew where to look you wouldn't have to rely on luck.

Of course, Snake.

[EVA recalls certain versions of Snake being particularly sensitive about that name. Jack was a variation of John regardless, and it seemed more appropriate than addressing him by his true name. That was reserved for his older self.]

[For the spy, her feelings for the man were true. She never lied about that. She only lied about where her true loyalties lie, but as she had stated- she was willing to put that aside while living in this place. The Legacy had no meaning here. Life was meant to be lived in this place, and death did not exist for longer than three days, as this Big Boss was no doubt aware.]

I know you don't trust me, Snake. I don't know if you will ever trust me again, but I've no reason to lie to you in this place. I have nothing to lose, nothing to gain by directing you down a path of lies.

[She wraps her fingers around her glass, her eyes fixed on the soldier. She purses her lips in order to sip her own wine, savoring the taste.]

[He smiled a bit as he finished his second glass of whiskey, setting it aside on the coffee table.]

Of course I know your name, Adamska.

Hm. Not a bad apartment you found. Are you staying here?

Keep drinking and you'll end up drunk. [Probably not a good idea around Ocelot. But hell, he'll finish off his own.] You said your life got reset. Why? Piss someone off?

[Wolfing down the beef stew, eating fast was a bad habit John had gotten into years ago. It's a problem when every meal with your last and completing your missing is your top priority.]

Hn.

[He listened to what EVA said, picking up his own wine glass to take a slow drink.]

I know. Why do you think I haven't thrown you out yet? The Philosophers, their money, and their games mean nothing here.

[He finished off the last of the soup, tossing he fork into the sink before throwing away the empty can, not bothering to get up from where he sat. Resting back in his chair, he slowly began to drink the wine, enjoying the flavor on his tongue. A soft, content sigh leaving him as he relaxed a bit in the chair]

I have to say, after so many years of bullshit, it's a bit weird to not be trapped by all these games and lies. It's still taking some getting used to.

Yeah. That's the plan anyway.

[It didn't take long to wolf down the rest of the sandwich in his hand, closing the door of the refrigerator and tossing the wrapper into the nearby trash can]

[John ached all over; he wanted to be a bit tipsy so he didn't have to feel it, but by no means would he get drunk. Big Boss didn't want to be puking up everything later or have to deal with a hang over]

With the life I lead, probably. Who knows, really?

The life you lead. [But you're the best. ;A; I mean...you're alright he guesses. But he gets to his feet.] Good luck with finding your cat.

[He turns as he gets to the door to shoot a hand gesture.]

[Whenever the female watched a Snake eat, it always brought a smile to her lips. She couldn't help it; the way he ate was a desirable trait. She, too, enjoyed to savor every bite when she had the patience to do so. Yes, she was raised on fancier rations than the majority of soldiers in this building, but she had picked up a taste for snakes. Boas were her favorite, and she dared not to shy away from showing how delicious she found her food to be - even if it meant making a mess herself.]

Then perhaps we can have a fresh start. I know it will be difficult to look at me as anything else than what I've done in your world, but none of that applies here anymore. I don't want you to judge me based on actions that haven't happened.

[EVA rests her glass down on the table, a determined look piercing in her eyes.]

I won't lie; I'm finding it more and more difficult to stay sane in this place without someone needing me for business. I don't know what to do with myself, now that I'm a free agent. I was raised to follow orders, pretty much like you were, but under different circumstances.

[Her expression softens.]

It's why seeing you helps to break that infuriating routine. I love to deviate from my tasks.

Heh. Thanks.

[Smiling, Big Boss waved other, thinking it might be better to find some actual food.]

[Big Boss nodded, listening to her words and considering what she was saying. Though it had been very nice to be here to start with, now that John was separated from Ocelot and wandering around by himself, he too, felt much the same way EVA did. Big Boss' single eye met hers for a moment.]

I can certainly understand what you mean. Routine was never for us.

[A long tired sigh left the solider, a hand moving to rub the bridge of his nose]

Well, while everyone's being honest, I have to say this, having lived my whole life, while you gaining my trust will be quite the task, I want to say right now that we'll only be friends.

[John brought his glass to his lips, watching the reflected light dance on the surface of the liquid for a moment before sipping the wine.]

Don't expect your Snake charmer tricks to work with me.

If we continued to follow the rules, our lives would be incredibly different right about now. Had I not broken away from my sheltered life in the States, I never would have met you - or Adam for that matter.

[EVA ran the tip of her finger along the glass as she perches her elbow on the table. Her chin was cradled in her hand as she watched Big Boss in silence. This was probably the fourth or fifth time she had been denied, so she had prepared for the denial to John's heart before those words even left his mouth.]

I already know Adam wins you over. I don't intend on taking you from him.

[She sips her drink back within a few swallows, before lowering the glass again.]

There's more to me than my seductive charm, Snake.

[Yeah Ocelot'll just go to his room and I don't know...baww that nobody loves him or something. XD; He closes the door to John's room behind him-if the idiot is getting killed obviously he needs to practice a closed door policy. :|]

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Anybody get the Number off that Freight Train?

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Re:Mmm fooood. :'D

Totally going back to sleep after this though.

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how do I not have a hand gesture icon oh god

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