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Solid Snake ([personal profile] soldiergenes) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2016-08-25 09:38 pm (UTC)

feel free to move it if you want, though i can put up with captcha too!

[ Seeing how they're just trying this out for now, Snake doesn't plan to go overboard anyway. He isn't interested in bulking up too much, for one thing. In order to be effective at infiltration, he has to maintain a certain body type, and that's what this is about. All the same, he realizes that Angela probably can't lift as much as he can, so he keeps that in mind as he starts adding weights to the barbell.

Everyone's lives go in different directions, there's no doubt about that. Not everyone's life was as purposefully directed as Snake's, but he isn't going to delve into that now. He may trust Angela to be his spotter, but the rest of it will have to come with time.

Talking and lifting generally isn't a great idea, so Snake turns back toward Angela once he's done preparing the weights so that he can answer her question. He rubs his hand over his mouth for a moment, trying to figure out where to start. ]


Not too long ago, some of the crew was kidnapped and sold into slavery. We had to go rescue them, but not before some of them were forced to do things they didn't want to do. [ He won't go into more detail than that unless she asks for it. ] Before that, the ship was attacked by an alien race that wanted revenge for something that had happened in the Moira's past, but most of the crew hadn't even been here at the time. They boarded the ship and we had no choice but to fight back.

[ That should give her a good idea of how it gets around here. ]

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