Curiosity killed the cat

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[Zanzibar!Big Boss was currently sitting in his office. His long legs were outstretched and his hands were clasped together neatly. The ticking of the clock on his wall was the only sound that could be heard next to his heavy breathing.]

[He had just recieved an annonymous e-mail. One containing blueprints for what looked to be a fully designed and completed Metal Gear.]

[Whether or not this was dumb luck or someone was actually working for him without his knowledge went over his head entirely, but he had to think about how he was going to use this information, and how to keep it hidden from prying eyes.]

[He knew he would have to discuss it with Fox. Perhaps his young Doctor Emmerich, too. Both of their opinions mattered to him, especially considering how loyal they both were to him. If the blueprints were genuine and flawless, they could get onto building it right away.]

[Big Boss puffed on his cigar for a long while, idly peppering smoke out between his lips now and again.]


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[Fox closes his eyes, bowing his head.]

I wasn't able to protect you... I hesitated, I acted unprofessionally. Although I am honoured you would select me for this duty... I do not believe I have atoned for my negligence.

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...

Fox.

[Big Boss rose to his feet and clasped his large hands against his son's shoulders. He squeezed them both, a stern expression piercing from his single eye.]

That was the past. I need you for the future. I need you.

What occured was out of your hands. You cannot be at my heels permenantly. You were not around for what had happened. It was out of your control, and my stupid faith in believing that he would not stoop to a level so low.

[He shakes his head.] Ignore the past, and concentrate on the future.

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[Fox remains silent, eyes cast down as the older man speaks. He breathes slowly, taking in Jack's words. Although the man believes it wasn't his fault, Fox still feels he must shoulder the blame. He let his own father die and he cursed out his corpse in a disrespectful manner. Whether or not Big Boss bear witness to him doing so is irrelevant, it still happened.]

[Yet, the man claims to need him. He slowly lifts his head, his gaze meeting his commander's. The only way to atone for his sins is to continue to serve.]

I will do my absolute best for you.

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I know you will.

[Big Boss smiled warmly, before settling himself down at his desk once more. He plied open the envelope, taking out the list of equipment that Fox had compiled. His eyebrows arched, clearly pleased.]

_{My... You have certainly been busy, haven't you?}