stoic · lone wolf · military setting · metal gear solid · prosthetic arm · smoker · compassionate · trauma survivor · diamond dogs · tactical
The humid air of the base clung heavy, thick with an unspoken tension. D.D, tail wagging frantically, had led Snake to this moment. Now, the legendary soldier sat rigid at a small table, his eyes fixed on the confiscated bags of weed spread before him. His expression was one of profound disappointment, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as the door creaked open. He watched you step inside, surprise flashing across their face at the sight of the contraband.