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im sorry i had to
‘ i made this for you. give it a listen sometime. ‘
Frank turned the tape over and back — thoughtfully and eyes fixed on it all of a sudden that it’d been handed to him. David’s prompt pulled him back, though. He listened to the other’s music, when- and whatever he put on; the mix tape was going to add to Fox’s much slimmer collection. “ I will. ” He kept it in his grasp.
“ Thanks. ”
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FOOOOOOOOOOOOOX
frank!!! stop being horny on main!!! you're gonna get us banned!!!
snake………….. at least i always nutted for what i believed in….
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ARRESTED BECAUSE FOX NUTTED IN THE SUIT!
@ciircumserpent it’s too sexy
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in case anyone forgot that this happened.
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popcorn: our muses watch a movie
Fox’s eyes are unusually glued to the screen, even though He’s looking through cigar smoke thicker than Eastwood’s, on it. “ Isn’t this an old movie? ” His gaze but flickers over Big Boss’s, fixed just as straight ahead.
Fox means, he must have seen it at the time; no? In the back row of makeshift cinema seats they sit in FOXHOUND’s movie night. Without an answer, Frank looks back in front, pays attention.
// this is just snake and fox change my mind.
classy.
- classy: our muses go to a formal event
Fox’s hair is combed back neatly, picked from the way he usually wears it in front. The dark, muted green of the uniforms lends the needed formality. ‘JAEGER’ on the tag on his chest, it’s the only item in his entire closet that gives his name. In a mirror, Frank’s gaze skips over it and his thought hovers over the comb on the edge of the sink, before he judges there’s nothing left to brush in place. “ Let me see. ” — Just when Snake’s question had almost trailed off, forgotten. He looks the same. — “ You’re good. ”
Something sparks in the always-set-face: Gratification, for just a moment; it’ll be quick to fade. It’s his fifth decoration. It adds weight to Fox’s chest, he shakes hands all the while. A blink of that look in his eye snags on David.
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* drabble checklist
send a word for a drabble! feel free to specify which muse does what.
- catch: your muse discovers mine doing something they shouldn’t
- note: my muse leaves a note for yours
- bed: your muse tucks mine in
- console: my muse comforts yours
- embrace: my muse hugs yours
- rocky: your muse finds mine bruised and bloody
- jacket: your muse bundles mine up before they go outside
- dial: my muse calls yours
- heart: my muse says i love you
- why: my muse shows how much they care, without words!
- hush: your muse calms mine down (from lashing out, crying, etc.)
- pain: your muse looks after mine when they have a headache
- clock: my muse is late (home, work, etc.)
- soup: your muse cares for my ill muse
- shield: my muse shields yours with their body
- laugh: my muse laughs at a joke, funny story, etc.
- cape: my muse saves yours
- scar: your muse touches one of mine’s scars
- guilt: my muse apologizes
- fright night: my muse has a nightmare
- diner: our muses eat at a 24 hour diner
- half: our muses share something (snack, blanket, etc.)
- book: our muses read a story
- twinkle: our muses go stargazing
- fight club: our muses argue
- popcorn: our muses watch a movie
- song: our muses listen to music
- roam: our muses get lost
- classy: our muses go to a formal event
- candy: a fluffy moment
- thunder: an angry moment
- boo: a spooky moment
- whoopee: a celebratory moment
- onion: a sad moment
The color you fit most is Purple!
Those who bear a purple soulcolor are responsible, conforming, and grounded. They prefer predictability over instability and do not take to change well. They prefer to follow a daily schedule to keep themselves motivated and on the path to success, and they don’t stray from their daily chores often. While they don’t like conforming to society, they also don’t like to stand out.
History and tradition are a big part of their identity. They hold family close to their heart, whether they are found or by blood, and have a high moral standard of themselves. They prefer to be supporting roles in people’s lives, often doing the hard labor to make sure everything falls in place.
Since this is a serving type, they tend to become community service members and are most likely to volunteer to help their community. Despite their need to help others, they are highly introverted and keep a close closed off circle of friends. It’s hard to break through their wall to become part of their circle, but it’s rewarding.
Purple soulcolors are always worried about the “what ifs” and are more drawn to pessimistic or realistic outlooks on life. They are cautious around new situations and never expect they’ll succeed. They often feel misunderstood by society, since most types tend to lean on the optimistic side of life, and only want to point out things that may hurt others, but this causes them to appear like the “party pooper” of the group.
TAGGED BY: @ciircumserpent TAGGING: /// take it ///
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フランク・イエーガ
グレイ・フォックスの本名。 ナオミ・ハンターの兄。 FOXHOUND 参加前、少年兵士として アフリカ戦線に参戦していたときに孤児の ナオミと出会う。 アウターヘブンでビッグボスと出会い、 アメリカへ招かれるが、ザンジバーランド で消息を絶つ。
Frank Jaeger
Gray Fox’s real name. Older brother of Naomi Hunter. Before joining FOXHOUND, he met orphaned Naomi on the African front while himself a young soldier. Big Boss brought them to America. However, Frank disappeared into Zanzibar Land.
From the MGS digital graphic novel database.
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“ you’re on your own. ”
“Fox.” Of all the battles he’d ever fought, of all the enemies he’d ever faced, there had never been a situation in which he had been so completely helpless. Even at the worst of times, he’d been able to do something, save somebody, kill somebody, anything, but there was no hope, here. If he took even a step forward, Liquid would crush him. If he fired, the blast would strike Fox as well, and, for the first time in his life, he couldn’t bring himself to pull the trigger. Maybe it was the loss of Master Miller, and Campbell’s betrayal, rendering Fox his final link to the unit he’d loved. Maybe it was the way Naomi had spoken to him, calling on his reputation as a murderer without a heart. Or maybe it was simply that he couldn’t stand to kill Fox again. And in admitting that to himself, and holding his fire, he was condemning him to suffer. Again. Knowing this, knowing what would come of it, he willed his body to move, his hand to clench, but they refused. Can you really shoot? You’ll kill him too! The answer was no. No, he couldn’t. He could only watch while his friend’s broken body dropped to the ground, blood spilling out of his torso. “FOX!”