Dream [006] 2/14/09 Valentine
A much younger looking Big Boss (with both eyes working perfectly fine) kneels in front of a patch of white wild flowers. Picking the final flower, he surveys his hastily put together bouquet and grins. He looks like he is very proud of himself. Valentine's Day had taken the man by surprise, but he thankfully had enough time to run off and prepare a gift for the woman he loved and respected.
Giving his assortment of flowers one last glance, he stands up and walks away from the patch of flowers towards his camp.
The Boss sits on top of her pack on one side of the campsite, her gun in hand as she wipes the barrel clean. She makes no movement to indicated that she is aware of her protege's silent arrival into camp, but there is no doubt in Big Boss that she knew he was there.
Clearing his throat, hands behind his back in a horrible attempt to hide his gift, the man smiles carefully to his mentor. "I have something for you, Boss..."
Firearm still in hand, she glances up to him without a word.
"Uh..." Big Boss stammers through, losing confidence quickly. He slowly pulls out the picked flowers from behind him. "H-happy Valentine's Day."
Her gaze moving to the flowers, The Boss continues to remain silent.
"They're for yo-" With blindingly fast speed, the woman is up before he finishes his sentence. With no time to react, Big Boss stands dumbfounded as his mentor effortlessly breaks his outstretched arm, the resulting crack (and the pain) causing him to drop his bouquet to the ground.
Somehow, within the next second, the man is flat on his back. A quick look to his side shows him that The Boss is already sitting and back to cleaning her gun.
Letting out a loud groan of pain, Big Boss' younger self manages to roll onto his side. "B-but Boss..."
Without taking her eyes off the gun, she responds. "Though the thought was appreciated, Jack, I won't accept poisonous flowers."
A look of realization creeping up on his face, the man forces himself to look down to his broken arm. The rash is only just starting to pop up on his hand, but the dark red is spreading quickly past his hand up to his arm...
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*is really not embarrassed by the dream at all as he grins at his dreamberry, chuckling to himself*