dear_mun | voice testing this cowboy- canon is Phantom Pain

Hnn... It's fairly neutral, not bad if I say so myself. [He's wary, seeing you here, but... He pushes his glasses, avoids your gaze.]

Emmerich. [He regarded the man with caution but welcoming him anyway, as he was doing good work with the R+D team.]

You think so?

[He knows what it feels like to be on the receiving end of your needles, Shalashaska. So you'll have to forgive him if he still feels a little wary of you, despite now being, well. Comrades. Nobody has seen him so vulnerable in years.] I-I do.

Didn't thought you'd come, y'know.

[It was a necessary thing, sorry about that, Huey.]

Why would you think I wouldn't come?

Just a feeling.

Whatever happened in Room 101... it's-- over, right? Then we should try to leave it past us. [He... hesitantly, extends a hand to you.] I-I'm just happy to be back at Mother Base. I don't think we've been presented, I'm Dr. Emmerich. My friends call me Huey.

Perhaps. There's still many questions that haven't been answered and I can't promise that we won't be going back there. We have to find out the truth. [Sorry, Huey, but it might not be over just yet.]

I have heard of you, doctor. You're the great Metal Gear engineer that designed Metal Gear ZEKE during the Peace Walker incident.

[He takes note you're still calling him "Doctor" instead of his nickname, and nods. A little bit dry:] I can cooperate without the need for torture, y'know. I'd rather prevent people from thinking they have to resort to anything like Room 101 - Getting me to talk is actually not that hard.

[He gives you a smile.] But, you've heard of me, then. ZEKE indeed used to be my pride and joy. What can I do for you?

The thing is, will you tell us what you think we want to hear? Or will you talk and actually speak the truth with serum? We can't trust you yet, Emmerich. Like Kaz said you're not a Diamond Dog yet. You have to earn that trust.

[Ocelot doubts that Kaz will actually allow Huey to become a Diamond Dog. Not after what happened at MSF.]

You can do a great many things. Firstly, start off by telling us the truth. What happened back at MSF? The whole Peace Walker event and your involvement in it.

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[Is that a hint of bitterness in his otherwise pleasant voice?] I'm doing the best I can.

I-I already said everything I know. Please, don't tell me this is going to end up in another trip to the basement, Shalashaska. I'm working for the base here, isn't that proof enough?

[He can't let his down around you yet, Huey. Sorry. He's a tough nut to crack.]

Who said you could call me that? It's Ocelot to you, Emmerich. [He didn't even like anyone calling him that. Too many memories to go with the name.]

No, we won't be going to the basement...not yet. Not if we decide it. [We as in Miller and him.] Did you not have any shame when Mother Base sunk to the bottom of the ocean?

[Pained:] It hurt me when it did! It was my home, too. But I guess you couldn't have known that.

S-still. It wasn't my fault.

And "Shalashaska" is the name I heard from the Soviets. I'm sorry if it stuck.

Huh. They still call me that it seems. [Names were a hard thing to forget. He secretly enjoyed having a title to accompany his past deeds.]

You say it wasn't your fault, yet so many bad things happened because of you, Emmerich. The whole Metal Gear ZEKE project. That was you and you'd rather save a piece of rusting scrap than men's lives.

[A little bit resentful.] What do you even know about ZEKE? You don't have the whole picture on that, do you?

I don't know what they told you, but seems everyone got me wrong on what happened there.

Miller told me enough. [Yep because he trusts his commander and what him and the Boss told him.]

Put me in the picture then, doctor. Tell me.

[Huffing:] Miller has a flawed picture. But if you're going to hold his word over mine on principle, there's not a lot I can do.

Besides, this is not an interrogation. Just a little friendly interaction, or is it?

I am not Miller, so can't answer for that. What I care about is my comrades and the Boss and Miller have lost a lot since the Peace Walker incident. [He watched the engineer and sighed.]

This isn't an interrogation. You don't need to panic, doctor. Trust me, you'd know if it were.

... I-I. Haven't forgotten how an interrogation of yours feels like, no. [He nods, and if he notices the innuendo, he'll swear until his dying day it was unintentional.]

[Tired:] Miller always acts as if he was the only one who lost something. It's getting tiring. It's not-- possible to dialogue with him.

At least you listened, last time he wasn't there.

Did you enjoy it, doctor? Tell me, please. [Ocelot smiled slowly at the idea that he was making the poor engineer squirm ever now. He enjoyed practicing his methods on people.]

Miller has lost a hell of a lot. Him and the Boss had something great back in Costa Rica. Ciper took care of that and made him bitter about everything. You can't blame the man. [Even if Ocelot found Miller's attitude to be less accommodating than it used to be.]

It's hard, yes, but in time he will soften. Trust me.

How could I not. [His attempt at being deadpan isn't entirely successful, with his voice shaking a little. You do have a talent for making people squirm.]

[But then, he looks at you and...] Aren't you jealous, though? Of-- of what they had. [This is such a dangerous line to tread, and he knows he ought to remain pleasant and pliable to ensure his survival. But, he wants to get to know you. Really. He adds, placating:] You seem to care a lot about Snake and I've heard-- well. Rumor goes around the base, saying you knew him before Miller did.

[Ocelot raised an eyebrow at the doctor's obvious try at sarcasm. It didn't really come over as well as expected.]

Why should I be jealous? The Boss had what he had. Miller was just there to add support and lend a hand to the Boss in offering his skills as sub commander. [What if he were jealous? Would he admit it? Of course not.]

The Boss and I had met before Diamond Dogs, yes. Back when I used to work actively for the GRU during the Virtuous Mission.

Huh. [Huey blinks, and he's absolutely innocent when he answers:] I meant, they used to be an item, back on the old Base. I certainly don't know about the present, but back in Costa Rica, all of MSF knew about them. I-I had thought--

[At least he had the decency of regretting his words. He shouldn't have started this conversation.] I didn't really meant to pry. I just had heard-- I'm sorry. I'll shut up now.

[Ocelot raised an eyebrow at Huey's words. So, he was talking about what Miller and the Boss had regarding relationships. Huh. He didn't know anything about that before Diamond Dogs because he wasn't there. Yet, it does make him jealous that Kaz had the Boss all to himself.]

I see where you're getting at, doctor. You think I might be jealous because Miller had the Boss all to himself.

[Apologetic:] I-I'm sorry. It's just something I had overhead about you two... but, uhm, I do realize it's not my business, at all. I just--

Forgive me. [Huey shakes his head:] Believe me or not, you're still the person who has treated me the best since I came to the base.

What did you overhear, doctor? Tell me.

[Because Ocelot can't stand rumours or people talking about him, Miller or the Boss without their permission. Those men who talked would soon find themselves being interrogated.]

[He looks kinda frightened at the idea of having to say this. But he can't deny you, can he?]

"Boss's old lover is back, wonder if this will means there's going to be trouble with Commander Miller" [Nervous, Huey pushes his glasses, and his hand doesn't leave them afterwards, fingers playing with the metal rim of them.] I-I'm. Really sorry, Ocelot. Couldn't catch whose faces those men had, just heard their voices.

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