The Last Hours of Life Jan 15, 2019 2:28:59 GMT
Post by Brunettie on Jan 15, 2019 2:28:59 GMT
“Hey Adam, it’s been a while,” she said sitting at the table, an iDroid sitting in front of her, it was recording, “I just wanted to say, I miss you and I hope life is good where you’ve gone. I know whatever you’re doing has to be easier than what I’m doing and I’m glad you’re not here dealing with this shit storm we’ve got ourselves into. Just the other day we lost two Diamond Dogs to a fanatic Umbrella supporter. Bastard wasn't even originally affiliated with them or anything he was just trying to get a rise out of them. I couldn't believe it when he took our two guys with him, vest of C4...
"I've been wanting to write you but I don't have anywhere to send a letter so I figure one day you'll come back and hopefully you'll run into me or at the very least Big Boss's group so he can relay my recordings to you. I've probably back logged like a hundred of them by now... Sorry, it's kind of lonely on this oil rig even with Alice and the rest of them around. We're currently following a lead on Birkin, we're probably going to mobilize on his position soon so with a little luck the boogeyman of the Colonies will be taken down. Can't say the same of the rest of them but he'll be the biggest one we've taken out since Sazon Himura. Adam, I've got a whole world of stories to share with you, when this is over I'm going to find you and share everything I got so we can move on from the past and look toward our futures. I hope you're safe. I love you."
There was a knock at her door, she closed the iDroid and got up walking to the door pulling it open, on the other side was Ocelot who gave her a nod, "we've got him."
"Where," Amy asked.
"He's been working at a office building, got sloppy and one of the employees noticed the 13th floor was the only place he went to. They reported it to their superiors who made a phone call, we intercepted the call with a little luck," Ocelot replied.
"I'll get my things, you coming with us?"
"Of course, it's been a while since I got to stretch my legs and get some good exercise in," Ocelot replied with a small smile and a nod he patted the door frame and headed down the hall. Amy closed the door and got undressed from her casual clothes and into her lite combat fatigues. She headed out the door after seeing that Chris was already on his way down to command.
"Hey stud, can you even fit in the hallways with those guns," Amy said teasing him.
He looked over his shoulder with a smile and shook his head, "I'm surprised you can even keep up with those short legs of yours."
"My legs aren't short you small headed mongrel," Amy replied in jest.
"Ouch," he said rubbing the back of his head, "that one kind of hurt."
"I doubt it, small head but thick skull."
"You must be a good mood," Chris replied.
"Fuck yeah, William Birkin is on the radar, I can't wait to take him out," Amy replied.