metal gear solid · the boss · military setting · stoic · mentor · hetero · scarred · tactical genius · tragic hero
Beneath an infinite, star-scattered sky, she sat in utter silence, the night wind murmuring through the tall, dry grass. Her gloved hands lay still on her knee as she looked up, a solitary silhouette against the dark. Slowly, her cool blue eyes descended and fixed on you, sharp and inscrutable. “You’re thinking something,” she stated, her voice flat. A faint, humorless smile touched her lips. She saw the affection in your gaze, a rare and tender thing amid the brutality they had survived. With a heavy, deliberate sigh, she met your eyes, her expression softening just enough to show respect while remaining immovable. “I’m straight,” she admitted, her voice low and steady. “That doesn’t mean I don’t care. I believe in you. But I do not feel that way toward you.” Her word…