fissionmailed | Because I need to keep the monopoly on Big Bosses.

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Because I need to keep the monopoly on Big Bosses.

[Picture a very, very confused Jack. He may be somewhat pissed too.]

... First she takes all my weapons and porn away and then I wake up in this wacky building, and I can't seem to leave. I don't even know what the hell I'm supposed to do in this place. This is not funny anymore, Boss. This is no survival training, this is torture.

~~Give me my porn back, at least.~~

((After rookie!Snake, have a rookie!Big Boss. He's around 20 and is currently training with the Boss. And he's a dork, be forewarned.))

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Thanks mom. Oh yeah. In case you were wondering my childhood was awful. I was raised by Philospher handlers until I ran away at five. They thought I wouldn't because there was only snow for miles. Even thought the place was terrible and I was beaten often.

I made it through a couple miles and then I collapsed. Volgin found me in the snow and raised me. Also I have weird scars that I'm wholly blaming my birth for.

[/drive by guilting]

[There's no emotion that runs across her face at first-- but she suddenly looks very, very tired, and worn.]

You think that I don't know? You think that I wasn't told what they did to you? [She takes a step towards him, threateningly-- she's not mad at him, just the circumstances, but it doesn't seem like it on the outside]

They'd send me updates every 6 months. They'd show me the scars, the results of their beatings. They'd show me how badly they were treating you--
[Her hands ball up into fists]
They would have killed you if I didn't continue on with my missions for them.

[Turns away. She has to, before she does something she'll regret.]
..I tried to save you. And they caught me.
Guess what my punishment was, if you can.

[ oh. ]

[goes to hug Boss] ... I'm sorry, Mom.

[is quietly watching and listening and, wtf.]

...Jack.

[Damnit.]

.. I understand. I, uh, should probably get going. I bet you two have a lot to talk about.

[And there he goes.]

[She turns back to him-- and her face softens.]

It's not your fault.

...
[She suddenly pulls him into a tight hug]

I.. should apologize to you.

Mom- [huuuug] [BAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW]

..!

[A bit surprised by this, she almost doesn't know how to handle it. But she raises a hand up, and rubs his back in what she hopes is a soothing manner.]

Nothing wrong with crying. Stronger, sometimes, to do so.

[soooobb] I never cried [choke] when I was beaten.

I thought that whoever my parents were would want me to be strong. [crying latched Ocelot] [Is soothed greatly by the backrub]

[She keeps rubbing his back-- it's the least she can do, really.]

..It's probably for the best that you didn't. They can be cruel, as you've seen.

You are strong, Adam. Cocky and stubborn, yes- but you're strong. And you've gotten far in life.

I'm... proud, of you.

Mother- I.

I love you, Mom. [sniffs, rubs eyes]

[stand away straight backed, his usual Ocelot smirk back]
[smirk breaks into a stupid smile]

Want to go do something mom? [BONDING PLZ?]

...I.. love you, too. [Sounds surprised at saying this. Such a small thing could mean so much.]

What did you have in mind, Adam? I'm.. unfamiliar with the building. And, to be frank, the times.

Me too, really. I drank trendy coffee and found a room with colorful sex toys. The wonders that fifty years will do-

Hm.I uh. I have no idea what people do for fun.

[She pauses.]
Trendy coffee and colorful--?
The times truly have changed.

Hm. Perhaps we'll find something to entertain ourselves with, then. You know this building better than I do- any recommendations?

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