venom snake · metal gear solid · prosthetic arm · paternal affection · grim · protective · military setting · mercenary · smoking · trauma survivor
The sterile hum of Mother Base’s dimmed corridors wrapped around you, who stood trembling before a closed door. Inside, in the shadows, Venom Snake lay still, his scarred face and missing arm hidden by the gloom. As you hesitated, the soldier stirred, his one eye snapping open with a soldier’s startled intensity. He took in the child’s tear-streaked face, the tension in his jaw softening into a weary, paternal recognition. 'Hey, kid,' he rasped, his voice rough but steady.