It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

[Big Boss is walking the hallways.]

[He's walking directly past his office.]

[He's currently supporting a BFG ready to hurt some people. Namely saltpeppered.]

[His mood is not the greatest right now. Cross him and say something, and you might suffer the consequences of his wrath.]



_{((ooc: Already been three days since he died and he's ready to kick some ass. Tread carefully!))}

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[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She growled and slapped him across the face repeatedly, the tears falling violently now.]

You aren't the hero everyone thinks you are. You don't have the power you think you do. I don't care if you ahead and kill me... It's only going to show just how weak you are!

[She gripped onto his collar, and smashed her forehead against his, not caring if it was hurting her, either.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

I never stated - ever - that I was a hero. So you can drop the attitude.

[He smashed his own head against hers, until two nice bruises were starting to form. He grabbed hold of her wrist when she finished slapping him and tugged her down onto the floor firmly, hauling her away to end the contact between them.]

I know what I am.

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She sobbed, choking on her own tears.]

I don't understand! Why are you like this!? Why are you doing this to us!?

[She was covered in bruises, wounds, and blood by now. Her hair had long ago come out of the band she kept it up with, the tips dried with blood because it had gotten in her face. Her eyes were empty, and showed no real feeling.]

What made you like this!?

[She struggled to pull herself up. She wasn't going to let this end with her being a small, quivering pile of emotions. She might be a girl, but she wasn't pathetic. She would keep fighting back until one of them would win; and that winner was going to be her.]

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

... Do you want to know the truth behind it?

Alright. I will tell you.

[Big Boss sat back, his head tilting against the wall. He closed his single eye.]

Do you know what it feels like to be betrayed? A true betrayal, where you have been raised, and then suddenly jerked about in such a way that it messes with your mentality?

In my lifetime, I have suffered a great number of betrayals. My mentor. My unit. My friends, so I thought.

[He thinks of The Boss, and then FOX... followed by FOXHOUND.]

All of them used me for their personal gain. I was in a coma when they extracted DNA from my body and used it to create Les Enfants Terribles. Namely yourself and your brother, though now I have knowledge of a third 'son'.

[He closed his eye.] I watched as they betrayed me. They took something without my permission. They believed it would 'be a good thing for the world' to birth twins that could carry on my legacy, to continue my genes.

That was all I could take. The lies and the hatred. I had to put an end to it. And what better way to do so than to take Solid Snake, their prized joy, under my wind and train him, only to set him up to fail.

Every day I long for death. I don't feel alive. I haven't done for fifty years.

[He finally opened his eye, a new emotion showing. Something fueled with pain and agony. Something that was truly dead inside.] Her death was my own. I have no more love to offer. Only hate and anger, until I can finally find peace.

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

So you want to destroy us? Just because of what your "friends" did? It's not our fault we were born!

[She wiped off her tears from her cheeks, which had minged with a bit of dried blood.]

I don't want to be alive, either. I never asked for this.

[She grimaced. She didn't want to tell anyone this, especially not Big Boss.]

I only have one reason to live right now, but not even he can give me all the attention I want, because I know he'll never stay with me and love me the way I want him to. But it doesn't matter. As long as he's happy, and he's okay, I'll be happy.

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

Staying alive for love is notoriously pathetic of you. Wasting emotions such as that on a person.

A true soldier strives to get rid of those emotions and focus entirely on the mission at hand. Even if there is no mission, you live each day as it were.

[He slowly rised up to his feet, dusting down his coat.]

We share a common enemy; Life.

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She glared up at him.]

I can keep my emotions in check, though... Although my fears... not so much.

I am not as pathetic as you think I am. Is that the only word you can use? Is that how you treat all your soldiers? With verbal abuse?

[She also attempted to pick herself up, but a pain shot through her ankle. She glanced down at it.]

...

[...Since when did she twist it? Dammit!]

Tch. Whatever. I'm done. You win. Go ahead and kill me. It was part of the deal.

[livingherdream.livejournal.com]

No. Because my soldiers are very much trained into following orders. They do not need to suffer being verbally abused because they are capable of following orders.

[He shook his head.]

No. I would gain no satisfaction in doing so.

[He started to wander off down the hallway.]

[liquidfatale.livejournal.com]

[She didn't bother to follow him.]