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[warandpeace]

Who: Kazuhira Miller and Various

Thread 1: Closed to Big Boss

Thread 2: Closed to Ocelot.

Thread 3: OTA and Link

Thread 4: Closed to Solid Snake

When: Month of March

Thread 1: Ambiguously dated to after this and this.

Thread 2: Ambiguously set after this.

Thread 3: Date open.

Thread 4: Morning of the 19th

Where:

Thread 1: Training room.

Thread 2: Rec Room.

Thread 3: Gardens.

Thread 4: Cargo Bay.

What:

Thread 1: Miller's going to have a "talk" with Big Boss.

Thread 2: Post Big Boss talk, Miller watches a movie with Ocelot.

Thread 3: Miller has a hissy fit but gets calmed down playing music.

Thread 4: David meets a husky

Warnings:

Graphic descriptions of violence, no death. Swearing. Mentions of horrible disease.

Comments

[camouflage]

[he supposes that's fair. john had hidden enough things from his (former) friend that miller had every right to have a few more secrets. of course, that didn't mean he was going to forget about this exchange. he'd just put a pin in it for a later date.

just another mystery to look into.

when kaz smiles wide enough to show the blood in-between his teeth, boss manages a real grin, too. like he said, the man always looked better when he wasn't so put-together. kaz had belonged in the jungle, not at a desk.]

So do you, considering everything. Been saving up for me?

[warandpeace]

I ran out of things to give. You deserved something special. [At least it's said in a way that's not filled with contempt. Just acceptance. Miller's done what he can. He fought. He lost. Losing, it was his fear for so long. And he still managed it.]

[David helped him accept he'd find something. David looked at him with respect like he's not seen in a long time, since before the soldiers started breathing their displeasure behind his back.]

[That's the last victory he has left.]

I guess that was all I wanted to say. [He reaches up and rubs his right arm through the sleeve, like that's hurting, too. Right where the prosthetic would join.]

[camouflage]

[it kind of feels like a finality. like the closure on an open train of thought he's had for the last two years. at this point, all he could do was leave kaz alone, let him have his room to breathe.

john notices how he grabs hold of what's left of his real arm. phantom pain, he was sure. maybe the prosthetic was causing it to act up? but he guesses it's not his business.]

For what it's worth... [he can't let it just end like this.] My end game always had you there. Where you belong. [he doesn't know if that'll mean anything anymore, but john needed to say it. with the 'conversation' over, big boss retreats from the training room.]

[warandpeace]

[Miller watches him go and turns in the room, realizing how empty it feels now. That's always the difference. Venom would have checked. Boss would have left him to tough it out. He wants to believe that he meant what he said, if only so that nine years of work didn't mean nothing. It could have meant one, small thing in the end. Maybe that was enough.]

Sabishii. Mō anata ni akirame mashi ta. [I'm lonely. But I gave up waiting for you. He says it to an empty room though, before going to pick up his crutch. He doesn't hide the prosthetics, but they hurt enough that he still needs the help getting out. He goes for the door.]

[Time to figure out what to do with himself. Maybe if he'd said how he felt sooner, things would have turned out better for them both. Now, and in the future.]