a buddy of mine said that he saw jack morrison take his shirt off in the shower

[mylawn]

Who: Angela Ziegler, Soldier: 76, special guest Solid Snake, extra special guests Reinhardt and Reaper and Mei
When: Early February
Where: The Ingress entrance to Eosoros and then some other places maybe
What: Basically the part of Undercover Boss where the boss stops being undercover, except with fewer monetary gifts
Warnings: Blood, medical business, an angry old man

[76 arrives on Thisavrou very, very angry.

He’s usually angry, but generally speaking, he manages to keep said anger to a low simmer if only to function on a day-to-day basis. Arriving on this new planet after the ordeal at the Midway Hub, finding that all he can really do is sit and wait for his number to be called means that anger gets the better of him, even as he attempts to settle in (but 'settling in' is for other people). 76 takes one of the security gigs on Eosoros in a bid to do something productive, and that's sort of when things come to a head.

He’s angry, and he screws up.

It’s not really his fault, he thinks. It’s easy to blame the client (too reckless, an idiot, doesn’t listen to him, gets them both in a bad situation), but probably 76 could have handled this better. He should have bailed when things started to go south or ditched the client entirely or not taken the job in the first place—the money for a security detail wasn’t worth any of that, but he’s still boiling over with ire about the whole situation and that’s enough to make him do very stupid things, like throwing himself down in order to save both their asses when the client proves too incompetent to make it through the stupid torture gauntlet.

Hindsight, however, is twenty-twenty, and he’s not exactly coherent as he drags them both back through the Ingress and is immediately sidelined for medical attention. 76, too angry to care about decorum or not making a scene, immediately makes a scene. Someone is trying to hold him down, if only to keep him from getting blood everywhere before a medic arrives. The Savrii, however, are hard-pressed to subdue an enhanced human like him, especially when he’s in absolutely no mood to listen to reason.

Under duress, 76 becomes all but feral, hissing and spitting and doing everything in his power to get out and away, even if that means ignoring the fact that he's wounded and throwing all his self preservation out the window (said like he had any to begin with). It’s only the nature of his injury that keeps him from making an effective escape, though that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to try.]

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[soldiergenes]

[ It's difficult to sit there and listen to Angela talk about him like this. It's not like she's saying anything that isn't true, and she's even taking care to leave out the more personal details about him. Still, Snake isn't used to someone speaking so fondly of him, especially when he's only a few feet away. He's had to stand at attention while some superior officer rattles off his accomplishments in combat and his mission success rate, but this is different.

Then Jack goes so far as to thank him. That's even less expected, and Snake straightens in his stool and then shakes his head, waving him off. His guess is that Jack feels at least some guilt that he'd kept his distance from Angela for so many months, but it's not as if Snake considered it a chore to spend time with her. ] It was really more the other way around. [ Angela had been looking after him, that is. The massages, gluing that gash in his head shut, but even the littler things—the electronic cigarettes, the way she'd check in on him.

Honestly, she's too good for him. Snake suspects that's a sentiment Jack here could agree with.

And here come the plates of steaming food, as if to prove that point. Snake digs in, enjoying the luxury of a warm, home-cooked meal before he takes a look at Jack's portion. It's impossible not to notice, and while he could just let it slide, Snake figures that he may as well learn a little more about Angela's commander. ]

Healthy appetite you've got there. [ He makes the statement as casual as he can, in between bites of his own food. ]

[cadeuces]

[ It is a comfort to her, that he continues to butt heads with her and challenges her, manners present in the polite objection, the attempted denial of her hospitality only to be overridden. Yet much the same should be true in her continued opposition in the face of that, that she'll continue to insist it isn't a bother and take care of him in the simplest of ways without making a fuss about it. It's second nature to her by now, minding others, and she's most at ease when doing so. Commander or no, he's her friend and she'll ensure he's eating well and getting the chance to rest and that he's comfortable around her.

That familiarity is her affection, at the very least, and it's never swayed.

Jack listens to her every word offered, pieces together what he's given to form an abstraction to figure out on his own, put his own thoughts and opinions into, his assumptions perfectly correct and visible in their rapport. There's an ease between them that speaks not only of friendship but of camaraderie, the way she trusts herself at his side and relaxes immediately, shares her expressions openly. It's also in the sly little nudge of her arm to David's at his vague discomfort beside her as she speaks of him, but the gratitude Jack offers him surprises her just as much.

It's only visible in the slight twitch of her brow and the way she looks between them, the slight exasperation in the curl of her lips and a huff of breath entirely fond to offset it. Further still when David turns it back on her and she just shakes her head. A silent enough what am I to do with you for both of them. Then Jack amends it with his own reassurance in her capabilities and her smile only widens further. ]

Well, sometimes there's only so much one can do alone. I think we all know that.

[ They've all been subjected to their own shortcomings without backup, haven't they? But the incline of her head is humble, deferring to Jack with her respect and her gratitude for his words all the same.

Then David remarks on the amount of food she'd served Jack and she tries not to laugh with a mouthful of food, leaving that to Jack to explain before she'd try to jump in. Let him reveal what he wishes, but the mirth in her eyes is plenty amused at being called out. ]

[mylawn]

[Jack's eyes flick from Snake to Angela and back again, like he's processing the exchanges of expressions and gestures in conjunction with the commentary, slowly realizing that it's his portion size that's in question. Angela's stifled laugh is what seals it, and Jack looks down at his own plate, almost offended that he's being judged.]

I need it.

[He offers that as a simple explanation, even if it doesn't really explain anything at all. To his credit, he seems to revise after a moment, realizing that it probably sounds very strange and he might be able to clear things up a little better.]

Accelerated healing factor. Burns calories.

[He's healing right now, which means he needs to make sure that he's taking in more than he expends. Jack punctuates that through a mouthful of food--he doesn't eat this much on a daily basis, but when he's exerting himself or recovering from an injury, his enhanced body needs the extra fuel to pull itself back together.

But if Angela thinks he doesn't know that she's not-so-subtly trying to get some real nutrition in him, well. She'd be wrong.]

[soldiergenes]

[ It's something that even Snake can pick up on, the ease between how Jack and Angela interact that betrays how long they've known each other. Even with years passing by back home (along with months here) before they were truly reunited, they've fallen back on old habits. Snake can't help but want to know more about their lives, seeing them interact like this.

Angela's nudge at his side and her comment about people being worse off alone all seems rather pointed, but she isn't wrong. Snake has been alone before, really and truly alone, and it hadn't been a good part of his life. The support of another person makes a big difference, even if it isn't always the easiest thing to accept.

It's odd to see expressions play out on Jack's face after only ever knowing him as the man with the mask, and Snake smirks wryly. He hadn't meant anything bad by the comment.

The explanation makes sense in some weird sort of way. Even regular people without the enhancements that Jack has need extra nutrition when they're healing. For someone like him, it must be two-fold. ]

Guess there's another side to every coin. [ Jack heals faster, but it's at a price. ] Well, with Angela taking care of you, you'll be back in working order in no time. [ If Angela's going to talk about him while he's sitting right there, that means it's within his right to do the same to her. ]