Who: Sniper Wolf, Hal "Otacon" Emmerich, Liquid Snake
When: Backdated to 9/24
Where: Outer Heaven
Summary: Wolf does not approve of these shenanigans
Warnings: Nothing major. Maybe some foul language.
When Wolf returned from her search for Big Boss-- and a fruitless one, no less-- the first thing she did after popping a diazepam was to head down to Otacon's lab to pick up the tranquilizers he was making for her. She appeared as level-headed and cool as ever, despite spending most of the previous day, night, and part of today searching for a man who wasn't there anymore.
She hadn't really spoken much to Big Boss in the time that she'd been there, but having him there and gone again dredged up old memories and feelings that she'd thought would never come up again. Saladin was gone without a trace; if there had been any hint that he was still in the city, she would have found them. Finding people was part of her profession.
She knocked on the door; Wolf knew better than to just walk into a mad scientist's lab unannounced.
"Emmerich?"