MSF Brig
Sara wondered about what Alonso said and spoke "It is logical that they would be worried by their comrade, but let me guess, they actually scolded you for going solo". To her it was the most logical thing that if someone of her team would get lost for without reason, he or she would be either hurt or captured and she did care for her soldiers.
[IC] Militaires Sans Frontières (MSF)
08/13/2014, 01:36 AM #12
MSF Brig
"Heh... Yea, I guess so... But then again, ya never know. Especially when it comes to just getting ready to be discharged."
He unwrapped his bandages. His wounds were stitched and otherwise healed by now. He touched them.
"Yep. Same pain as the one they gave me. My compas were ready to let me go home. They decided I wasn't ready yet. But I knew I was. I knew I was, and I wanted to show them that. So I snuck in to a small camp, found out a line of cargo trucks were ready to come up the mountain, and I decided to sabotage it. I almost got away with it, too. But it all went downhill once I was spotted. It wasn't supposed to be that way. I was only supposed to blow up the cargo trucks and come back. Then tell everyone I did it. Then maybe I wouldn't be discharged. But nope. Heh, nothing ever goes the way you want them. And that sure took its toll on me. I went through a small band of them. I survived it. All I could think after that was... 'They'll be so proud.' So I went back. A whole shit storm went down and I decided to go run off. I ran off into the forest. Once I got far enough, I removed the bullets and stitched up my wounds. After that ordeal, I suffered enough pain. I rested. Too tired to even think of standing. A few moments later went by... And they found me. The mercs found me. And I just thought to myself that they might as well. And so I've been imprisoned for some time. Too long to track. Then more guys picked me up and here I am now."
He sat down on a nearby bed. "But that's enough of my sob story. You look great this evening."
"Heh... Yea, I guess so... But then again, ya never know. Especially when it comes to just getting ready to be discharged."
He unwrapped his bandages. His wounds were stitched and otherwise healed by now. He touched them.
"Yep. Same pain as the one they gave me. My compas were ready to let me go home. They decided I wasn't ready yet. But I knew I was. I knew I was, and I wanted to show them that. So I snuck in to a small camp, found out a line of cargo trucks were ready to come up the mountain, and I decided to sabotage it. I almost got away with it, too. But it all went downhill once I was spotted. It wasn't supposed to be that way. I was only supposed to blow up the cargo trucks and come back. Then tell everyone I did it. Then maybe I wouldn't be discharged. But nope. Heh, nothing ever goes the way you want them. And that sure took its toll on me. I went through a small band of them. I survived it. All I could think after that was... 'They'll be so proud.' So I went back. A whole shit storm went down and I decided to go run off. I ran off into the forest. Once I got far enough, I removed the bullets and stitched up my wounds. After that ordeal, I suffered enough pain. I rested. Too tired to even think of standing. A few moments later went by... And they found me. The mercs found me. And I just thought to myself that they might as well. And so I've been imprisoned for some time. Too long to track. Then more guys picked me up and here I am now."
He sat down on a nearby bed. "But that's enough of my sob story. You look great this evening."
08/13/2014, 01:44 AM #13
MSF Brig
The blonde took heard with attention all what the guy said and pondered about his situation ("If what he said is true, this guy might be good, but there is also that overconfidence that will surely get him some enemies from his own side, what is more obvious is his carefree mood") she thought and rubbed the bridge of her nose
"I had a good time, training some soldiers with how to deal with targets without killing them" she spoke showing that there was some relief in the place "But back in track, what would you do if you were free of this cell?" Sara asked Alonso
The blonde took heard with attention all what the guy said and pondered about his situation ("If what he said is true, this guy might be good, but there is also that overconfidence that will surely get him some enemies from his own side, what is more obvious is his carefree mood") she thought and rubbed the bridge of her nose
"I had a good time, training some soldiers with how to deal with targets without killing them" she spoke showing that there was some relief in the place "But back in track, what would you do if you were free of this cell?" Sara asked Alonso
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
Spoiler
08/13/2014, 02:08 AM #14
MSF Brig
Alonso knew that question would come into play at some point. He just decided to keep it out of his head for the time being. He had no idea what to do after he was freed.
"... That's a good question. Think... You're a wolf. Your pack wants you to fall back because you can't run fast enough. You try to prove to them you can, but end up putting yourself in danger. Then, a human catches you and keeps you in a cage. Then, another pack frees you from the cage... Then asks you what you'd do now. What would you do? You can't go back to your old pack because they wanted you to fall back anyways. You can't just surrender to the humans again because that is no way for a wolf to live. So all that's left is either go out and do the same thing on your own... Or..."
Alonso finally made eye contact with Sarah. "Let me ask you a question. What are you planning to do with me?"
Alonso knew that question would come into play at some point. He just decided to keep it out of his head for the time being. He had no idea what to do after he was freed.
"... That's a good question. Think... You're a wolf. Your pack wants you to fall back because you can't run fast enough. You try to prove to them you can, but end up putting yourself in danger. Then, a human catches you and keeps you in a cage. Then, another pack frees you from the cage... Then asks you what you'd do now. What would you do? You can't go back to your old pack because they wanted you to fall back anyways. You can't just surrender to the humans again because that is no way for a wolf to live. So all that's left is either go out and do the same thing on your own... Or..."
Alonso finally made eye contact with Sarah. "Let me ask you a question. What are you planning to do with me?"
08/13/2014, 03:08 AM #15
MSF Brig
Sara smiled internally as the gears in Alonso´s head moved "That is an easy question, but I will have to answer it with another question" she spoke through the speaker and looked at him with a serious face
"What are you willing to do for what is truly right?"
Sara smiled internally as the gears in Alonso´s head moved "That is an easy question, but I will have to answer it with another question" she spoke through the speaker and looked at him with a serious face
"What are you willing to do for what is truly right?"
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
Spoiler
08/13/2014, 04:49 PM #16
Brig, Mother Base - (@General Area)
Most prisoners at the time where rogue Peace Sentinel soldiers or mercenaries who had chosen the wrong side to fight for. Sometimes the rare POW suffering from PTSD or other trauma would be in the brig as well, although their stay in the brig would be cut short when a doctor or other medically-trained soldier tended to them. Typically the hostile soldiers would stay in their cell for about a week before coming around and joining up with MSF, and if they didn't, then Big Boss and the rest of MSF would either let them go or neutralize them. So far, no soldiers in the brig have been neutralized. MSF was strict, but they weren't in the business of the ruthless murder of unarmed combatants.
As Sara spoke with Alonso she could hear a few prisoners muttering curses and mumbling under their breath. Many were sour over their 'recruitment' and being flung through the sky by the Fulton Recovery System. Even more, one prisoner was especially cross over the fact that he had been held up by a half-naked soldier wielding a banana. His week was sure to be filled with sadness and shame, even more so than the prisoner next to him who had been taken out by a soldier who distracted them with a girly magazine. Every prisoner had a story to tell.
A pair of MSF mechanics were busy in the background taking care of Zadornov's cell. Sparks flew as they cut through metal bars and welded on new bits to fix the work the KGB agent did on his cell. They chatted amongst themselves and didn't pay much attention to Hunting Fox as she interrogated her prisoner.
Most prisoners at the time where rogue Peace Sentinel soldiers or mercenaries who had chosen the wrong side to fight for. Sometimes the rare POW suffering from PTSD or other trauma would be in the brig as well, although their stay in the brig would be cut short when a doctor or other medically-trained soldier tended to them. Typically the hostile soldiers would stay in their cell for about a week before coming around and joining up with MSF, and if they didn't, then Big Boss and the rest of MSF would either let them go or neutralize them. So far, no soldiers in the brig have been neutralized. MSF was strict, but they weren't in the business of the ruthless murder of unarmed combatants.
As Sara spoke with Alonso she could hear a few prisoners muttering curses and mumbling under their breath. Many were sour over their 'recruitment' and being flung through the sky by the Fulton Recovery System. Even more, one prisoner was especially cross over the fact that he had been held up by a half-naked soldier wielding a banana. His week was sure to be filled with sadness and shame, even more so than the prisoner next to him who had been taken out by a soldier who distracted them with a girly magazine. Every prisoner had a story to tell.
A pair of MSF mechanics were busy in the background taking care of Zadornov's cell. Sparks flew as they cut through metal bars and welded on new bits to fix the work the KGB agent did on his cell. They chatted amongst themselves and didn't pay much attention to Hunting Fox as she interrogated her prisoner.
08/13/2014, 05:35 PM #17
MSF Brig
Alonso smiled.
"I would risk my own life if it means that we can make the world better."
He stood up.
"So... Tell me what you fight for."
Alonso smiled.
"I would risk my own life if it means that we can make the world better."
He stood up.
"So... Tell me what you fight for."
08/13/2014, 09:08 PM #18
MSF Brig
Sara leaned on a wall and looked at the ceiling "I fight for the innocent who truly deserve another chance" she said in a calm tone and then looked back at him
"If you were to have another chance, what would you change about you? you got into that mess because of something, what would you need to do to become better?" the blonde asked back in business
Sara leaned on a wall and looked at the ceiling "I fight for the innocent who truly deserve another chance" she said in a calm tone and then looked back at him
"If you were to have another chance, what would you change about you? you got into that mess because of something, what would you need to do to become better?" the blonde asked back in business
Have you ever crossed the line between sanity and madness? You would be amazed by what lies beyond the fog..
Spoiler
08/15/2014, 10:20 PM #19
MSF Brig
Alonso chuckled a bit.
"You make it sound as if it were all my fault. What would I change about myself? I wouldn't get caught."
He looked at Sara's face, looking for the reaction. Because that is not likely an answer she wants.
Alonso chuckled a bit.
"You make it sound as if it were all my fault. What would I change about myself? I wouldn't get caught."
He looked at Sara's face, looking for the reaction. Because that is not likely an answer she wants.
08/15/2014, 10:21 PM #20
Deck, MSF Mother Base
Big Boss looked on towards the north as an unidentified Bell UH-1 Iroquois helicopter, or 'Huey', approached Mother Base. The deck the legendary soldier was on was scarred with burnmarks and bulletholes from a previous fight with a Paz-controlled Metal Gear ZEKE. It was an eyesore, but it would have to do for receiving clients for now. Every soldier was tense near the boss, and for good reason. Clients weren't well-received anymore thanks to Zadornov, Paz, and Cipher, so the utmost of caution had to be taken. Growling, Big Boss took another drag from his cigar and waited.
After a minute of waiting, the sound of the Huey's rotors cut through the air and pushed waves aside as it glided ever closer. There was a tremendous roar of engines and blades when the helicopter touched down on the deck. Just about every MSF soldier had their M16s pointed at the craft, all except for Big Boss who didn't even bother to lift his Colt. He couldn't place it, but somehow he had a feeling that whoever was inside the helicopter wasn't just any old client. No, more than that... An old ally. The grizzled soldier offered a rare smile and came forward as the Huey's doors opened.
"Decided to fly a Huey instead of driving a truck?" he asked as the 'client' stepped out of the Huey...
MSF Brig
As this transpired, the brig remained inactive for some time until a pair of MSF soldiers came in with a couple toolboxes. They looked to a vacant cell near Hunting Fox and pulled out a large square-shaped contraption filled with buttons and unforgiving-looking steel plating. Keypads weren't new to Mother Base, but they were when it came to individual cells. After the escapade with Zadornov, it appeared that the R&D team was going the extra mile. The soldiers began to fiddle with the contraption on the vacant cell before someone entered and advanced on them.
It was a white-haired woman in a crisp suit, and she did not appear too happy with their work.
"No no no! Do you subnormal halfwits even understand the complexity of it all?" She swatted one of the soldier's hands away from the keypad and shoved him aside. Her scowl widened as she fiddled with the mechanism. "You cannot simply slap it on and expect it to work! This is not some plastic explosive or cure-all, it requires care, precision, and above all else, a pair of capable hands!"
The doctor unfastened a few bolts and latches and flipped open the keypad. A gentle beep greeted her before being silenced by a removed wire. The soldiers looked on stupefied as the doctor rewired the contraption and made a botched job less unsightly. She continued to polish and pick at the keypad before shutting and securing it, although with none of the brisk movements of the soldiers. When it came to machines, the doctor used the utmost of care and caution as if she was tending to a small child.
"There. You had better have had a good look at how to do it correctly, because I will not correct you again." The doctor glared daggers at the two soldiers before turning to leave. She hesitated when she noticed Hunting Fox and a prisoner she was talking to. "These buffoons will be installing the same security measure on all of these cells. How long are you going to take with that one there?"
Whereas the doctor was cold and cutting with the two soldiers before, her rotten tone was not as apparent when speaking to Hunting Fox. She was still cold and aloof, but her tone shifted to a more conversational one.
Big Boss looked on towards the north as an unidentified Bell UH-1 Iroquois helicopter, or 'Huey', approached Mother Base. The deck the legendary soldier was on was scarred with burnmarks and bulletholes from a previous fight with a Paz-controlled Metal Gear ZEKE. It was an eyesore, but it would have to do for receiving clients for now. Every soldier was tense near the boss, and for good reason. Clients weren't well-received anymore thanks to Zadornov, Paz, and Cipher, so the utmost of caution had to be taken. Growling, Big Boss took another drag from his cigar and waited.
After a minute of waiting, the sound of the Huey's rotors cut through the air and pushed waves aside as it glided ever closer. There was a tremendous roar of engines and blades when the helicopter touched down on the deck. Just about every MSF soldier had their M16s pointed at the craft, all except for Big Boss who didn't even bother to lift his Colt. He couldn't place it, but somehow he had a feeling that whoever was inside the helicopter wasn't just any old client. No, more than that... An old ally. The grizzled soldier offered a rare smile and came forward as the Huey's doors opened.
"Decided to fly a Huey instead of driving a truck?" he asked as the 'client' stepped out of the Huey...
MSF Brig
As this transpired, the brig remained inactive for some time until a pair of MSF soldiers came in with a couple toolboxes. They looked to a vacant cell near Hunting Fox and pulled out a large square-shaped contraption filled with buttons and unforgiving-looking steel plating. Keypads weren't new to Mother Base, but they were when it came to individual cells. After the escapade with Zadornov, it appeared that the R&D team was going the extra mile. The soldiers began to fiddle with the contraption on the vacant cell before someone entered and advanced on them.
It was a white-haired woman in a crisp suit, and she did not appear too happy with their work.
"No no no! Do you subnormal halfwits even understand the complexity of it all?" She swatted one of the soldier's hands away from the keypad and shoved him aside. Her scowl widened as she fiddled with the mechanism. "You cannot simply slap it on and expect it to work! This is not some plastic explosive or cure-all, it requires care, precision, and above all else, a pair of capable hands!"
The doctor unfastened a few bolts and latches and flipped open the keypad. A gentle beep greeted her before being silenced by a removed wire. The soldiers looked on stupefied as the doctor rewired the contraption and made a botched job less unsightly. She continued to polish and pick at the keypad before shutting and securing it, although with none of the brisk movements of the soldiers. When it came to machines, the doctor used the utmost of care and caution as if she was tending to a small child.
"There. You had better have had a good look at how to do it correctly, because I will not correct you again." The doctor glared daggers at the two soldiers before turning to leave. She hesitated when she noticed Hunting Fox and a prisoner she was talking to. "These buffoons will be installing the same security measure on all of these cells. How long are you going to take with that one there?"
Whereas the doctor was cold and cutting with the two soldiers before, her rotten tone was not as apparent when speaking to Hunting Fox. She was still cold and aloof, but her tone shifted to a more conversational one.