[ongoing log; closed] Potential

[baldr_was]

Who: Solid Snake baldr_was, Kazama Souji sagittariinae, Big Boss magna_nimity.
Where: Outer Heaven, Terra
When: Evening
Summary: In which FOXHOUND receives a new recruit.
Rating: PG-13
Other: N/A

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[sagittariinae]

Outer Heaven. To be honest, the only reason that Kazama was even familiar with this place was because of the times he'd passed by it while gathering information. Discotheques, nightclubs, and the like, Kazama had the tendency to give a wide berth -- too many people and too much noise. The streets were populated enough as is, and he'd never seen a reason to willingly plunge into the midst of a drunk and screaming crowd

[magna_nimity]

Standing behind Snake, eyes fixed on the screen as well, Big Boss remained motionless and silent when he watched a young man -- early twenties, if not late teens -- enter the first floor basement after inputting the correct password in the access panel; and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of people Snake had been inviting to undergo the 'entrance exam'. Big Boss knew that age didn't play a big part in determining a person's talent and combat capabilities, but FOXHOUND was no kindergarten and he had always preferred to keep children out of it. Even knowing that ultimately, it was impossible. Snake himself -- who was now in charge -- had just outgrown adolescense, despite being twenty-seven years old, and if Big Boss was completely honest to himself, he still thought of him as a kid, even if Snake looked and acted very mature for his age

[baldr_was]

"Says he's with Quark," Snake replied, reaching over to grab the headset on the table beside him. "At least he has something to fall back on."

More than most recruits these days had.

He adjusted the headset and, leaning forward, began to type at his keyboard.

input voicesynth.exe

--

A voice, electronically distorted and obscured, began to speak from the intercom system.

"Welcome. Your resourcefulness is to be commended and congratulated for having even gotten this far. Nothing short of what can be expected from Quark."

A pause.

"But I digress. Why are you here?"

[sagittariinae]

Kazama had been waiting quietly, standing a short way away from the entrance with hands by his side -- studying the room as best as he could. No doubt that he would be tested, and the best he could do at the moment was prepare for whatever was coming. And so, when the electronic voice came crackling into the air, he looked up, instantly pinpointing the direction of the stereo -- and scanning the ceiling for the camera that was no doubt watching him. -- there, in the corner, at least one. Perhaps there were more.

Giving a camera a focused stare, he thought for a moment before answering, his voice controlled and determined. "Quark's leader's gone missing, and the organization is falling apart. It won't last much more." There wasn't much point in masking the truth -- no doubt word would spread soon anyway, that Quark was disintegrating. "I can't stay there any longer, but I wish to continue fighting."

What he was fighting for, he assumed he wouldn't have to explain.