Retaliation for future sins
Who: Big Boss & Liquid Snake
When: Backdated to June 8th
Where: Baxter Stop
Summary: Big Boss wants a word with "Master Miller"...
Warnings: None yet. Expect much violence. 8|( C'mere, Liquid... daddy wants a word, honey... )
When: Backdated to June 8th
Where: Baxter Stop
Summary: Big Boss wants a word with "Master Miller"...
Warnings: None yet. Expect much violence. 8|( C'mere, Liquid... daddy wants a word, honey... )
"Hnn. Let's say you manage that, killing Snake and me. What do you do then? Is your purpose in life then fulfilled? I wouldn't be surprised at all if that's what you were born for...eliminating me. Take my place, is that it? So they feed your hatred, and look, you're playing into their trap. Good going, James. You're afraid of making your own decisions in life. Afraid to be alone. That's why you hope that you'll never beat Snake or me -- that's why you keep telling yourself you can never be our equal."
The words came easily. Now that he thought about it, Liquid was like an open book, easily readable -- his issues and his inferiority complex transparent. It helped to already have some experience with Snake.
Idly, he fished for his silver case of cigars, opened it, removed one, then reached for his Zippo.
"'Cause once you've surpassed both me and him, you'll be alone again. That's when you'll really have nothing left." Pause. He flicked the top of the lighter open, and put the cigar between his lips. "It's not really about what I want. It's about what you want, and it's not my death. Besides, you don't need my pity."
Smoke. He took a long drag, exhaling quietly and fixing Liquid in spot with his gaze.
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"I- I am not afraid!" he exclaimed, his hands curling into fists. His father had good insight. "I was never theirs, Father. I broke away from that - Shadow Moses was meant to be mine! REX was meant to be mine."
His way of striking back. His way of lashing out at everyone, of trying to stay sane even while that bitter madness consumed him.
"..."
Just like his Father did.
Outer Heaven... his Father's dream. Why had he taken to that purpose so quickly? FOXHOUND had been behind him all the way, but why had he turned to it, why had he clung to it until there was nothing else but that and revenge that he was willing to work towards? It was Father's dream, not his. People like him didn't have dreams. Was his Father right? Had he simply been clinging to that ideal, the image that he and Snake were meant to be replacements?
He took a step back, realisation written on his face.
Had everything he'd fought for been nothing more than that? Part of him wanted to turn and run, to shut the words out and just keep going, but Liquid Snake did not back down. He closed his eyes, focusing.
"I've always been alone, Father. It's nothing new to me." There was a pause. It was a struggle to keep his usual relaxed tone. "I don't need you, or anyone."
He was two steps away from losing it, submitting to that rage and confusion. Nothing made sense any more.
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