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[The halls are quiet, save for the rattle of Ocelot's accessories the whir of a revolver. His senses are on high alert. He made the most of his worry-free days, and now he's on the lookout for a certain lightning colonel who will probably want to kill him for what he's done. He's confident in his own talent, but the memory of being overwhelmed and put through excruciating pain by another Volgin has never been repressed.
It was worth it, in a way. Ocelot has often thought about giving his life for Big Boss. He just hoped it would mean more than this.
And he's all alone... or so he hopes.]
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It was worth it, in a way. Ocelot has often thought about giving his life for Big Boss. He just hoped it would mean more than this.
And he's all alone... or so he hopes.]
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