Beach Games [CLOSED]
Who: Solid Snake, Big Boss
When: Late afternoon, after Big Boss is done with Light.
Where: Crow's Head Beach
Summary: Snake ponders over something he shouldn't have read.
Warnings: TBA
( whichever stars we walk among, we both seek out the darkest red )
When: Late afternoon, after Big Boss is done with Light.
Where: Crow's Head Beach
Summary: Snake ponders over something he shouldn't have read.
Warnings: TBA
( whichever stars we walk among, we both seek out the darkest red )
Just like that, but really, what was he supposed to say? Save some for me? The thing would probably taste terrible anyway, and he wasn't even going to get started on how thin it was now. All skin and bones since the time it had spent on the run, nothing substantial that would last them--
Oh. Right.
"I see." Short and sweet. Green eyes wandered back into the direction of the horizon, searching for any sign of life in the vast blue that seemed to stretch on for miles and miles; if the shell wasn't sitting at the bottom of the ocean, it was probably already on its way out into the unknown. He was wistful (and hopelessly apathetic) enough to the point where such an idea struck him as an afterthought, just like the prospect of freedom. How this had become life with all its trimmings, good and bad, ugly and uglier; how he was essentially a captive not only in the town, but in the tiny little seaside cottage that he called home only in the strictest sense that it was a place with a bed, food, and warmth -- nothing more. There was no sense of relief to be found when he came back after a day's worth of scouting and intelligence gathering, no comfort from its inhabitants.
Just an empty feeling, low and sinking. If there was a higher power at work here, it had a hell of a sense of humor to stick him in a tiny house with a man he had killed twice -- first out of self-defense and second out of a warped sense of pity.
"Where did you go?"
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