Happy Birthday to you~

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Not only was it New Years Eve in the Nexus, but it was also a certain someone's birthday. Ocelot had spent his time preparing for the event on the rooftops for a few days now and he was finally happy with the end result.]

[Green balloons were wrapped around the railings, and there was a huge buffet table set out, along with the grill to cook the various assortment of meat (yes, that included snakes and treefrogs for any of the younger versions of Big Boss around). He had a little help from a particular individual to hunt down said species, but it was worth it in the end.]

[If snake-meat wasn't to your liking, there also happened to be a various selection of 'party' food, too. Potato chips, sausages, cupcakes, cheese, crackers, anything and everything to suit the tastes of all individuals. There was a cooler for beer, but also some fizzy cola out for any of the younger kids that decide to come by.]

[Ocelot had even decided to put up a banner congratulating the birthdate of Big Boss, and demanded people who turned up to bring presents, or food.]

[Of course, in the center of the table was a massive cake for the lucky birthday boys.]


_{((ooc: Any Big Boss that celebrates their birthday today, this is for you. 8D))}

Comments

[thatwhitedevil.livejournal.com]

[Well well, what have we here? Some sort of party... lot of people gathered here... no obvious threats but there could always be bombs somewhere. But why would someone want to bomb a party? Why indeed.]

[Raiden will just be standing stiffly by the buffet table, trying to blend in while investigating the situation.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Jack.

[Somehow an Old Big Boss stalked up to appear beside him.]

[thatwhitedevil.livejournal.com]

[He quickly turns toward the voice, only to see Big Boss. Probably the same one he'd seen in the kiss room.]

Big Boss...

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

It's been a while since I've seen you.

How have you been?

[thatwhitedevil.livejournal.com]

[Raiden realizes it's best if he keeps relaxed here. So he grabs a drink and sips casually as he answers.]

Well... [Could he trust Big Boss with this information? Maybe if he told him he'd have an answer or could help out.] ...concerned. My girlfriend Rose has gone missing. I haven't been able to find her anywhere for quite some time.

[He suspects foul play, which is one reason he's even more suspicious of everything lately.]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

She's gone? Hmmm. Curious. You tried calling her and got no answer?