The Stains of Timé

by xXTheStainsOfTimeXx

[2018] Larissa Ann-Dacosta, a young and homeless civilian with minor cybernetic limbs. A girl of loneliness. Just killing and fighting to survive. No faith. No hope... Until she stumbles upon the rise of World Marshal and Desperado Enterprises; where she sets on a painful, romantic journey. A love story between OC x Monsoon. Story falls right before the events of Metal Gear Rising.

7. Chapter 7: Discussion

Monsoon was yet again silent as he walked through the hallways. He overheard the two girls talking about an event at eight. They weren't' going to leave the compound, were they? Going down a floor and into the communal showers, there was Sam.

"Little birds told me that you are leaving the compound tonight." The Cambodian chimed as he went to the shower head opposite of the Brazilian.

Samuel, who had only just got in his shower, spot the male Desperado Captain enter one opposite him. "Leaving the compound?" he repeated. "Ahhh, so you heard, huh? Teh. We're only getting drinks at the bar... Don't hesitate to come if you're free." the Brazilian cyborg laughed, watching his comrade from across. "Not to mention your little lamb..." he gave Monsoon a silly little smirk as he washed himself.

Monsoon shrugged his shoulders as he let the hot water run over his armored body.

"I might take your offer..." the red cyborg grinned as he stared at the wall. "I have that woman wrapped around my finger~"

Samuel dipped his head in nod, quite surprised to see Monsoon considering his offer. He mentioned about the woman wrapped around his finger... This made Sam smile after hearing the rumours about what happened in the reception area. "Oh, and I think she's just as wrapped around you, man..."

Sam removed the long tie out of hair, letting his long locks drop over his shoulders.

"What do you plan to do with her, eh?"

The water felt good. Just like the rain, it was therapeutic for the Cambodian. To him, water, such as rain or the pouring droplets from the shower head, was a constant inconsistency. "What do you plan to do with her, eh?" Sam questioned.

"She might be a valuable asset is she remains to be obedient, but I am not sure. Time has yet to tell" Monsoon answered.

The Brazilian had finished his shower, used the towel on the basin and dried his wet long hair. He really had no response to Monsoon's answer, to be honest had more important things on his mind. "Well, then. You can make up your mind weather or not you're coming."

And with that, he left the male showeroom.

Monsoon decided to stand there under the running water even after Sam left. He wanted to get the girl alone and since the doctor wouldn't be there for Larissa's rescue, it would be perfect. The thought made Monsoon grin.