Boss wakes up to the smell of burnt toast. They do not remember if they dreamt. They lie back in bed and stare up at the ceiling, a blank white canvas marred only by a couple of bullet holes. Not enough to spoil the place. The bed they’re in could sleep three, but right now it’s just them, the man who should be lying behind them is too busy in the kitchen, burning toast.
You shed blood to join the Saints, and you stay with them until you die. This is the promise that you make when you join the gang.
Troy has not followed through with his promises.
The Outsider stopped visiting Corvo eventually.
“I’m seeing somebody.”
Boss froze. He was trying to remain inconspicuous, but it was a testament to the obliviousness of the Saints that they didn’t notice the beer bottle threatening to shatter in his grip. Johnny drained the bottle he was holding and then got up, slapping the nearest Saint on the shoulder in a friendly farewell. “I’ll catch you guys later.”
He left, giving Boss a quick wink that no one else caught, but made whatever it was that Boss called a heart flutter just a little. Boss took a long drink of beer, measuring out the time it would take for him to leave without it looking suspicious. Too soon and people might wonder where they were going together. It was better to leave no room for any questions at all.
“I wonder what his girl’s like.”
“Boss, Boss, you know her?”
“Sure,” Boss said, a cold panic settling on his mind. Was he Johnny’s girl? He wasn’t anyone’s fucking girl.
Following on from Fun, Boss and Johnny are now... Dating? Not dating? They don't know, and if Johnny has his way, neither will anybody else. Things are going wrong in the gang and wrong in their relationship, and the real question is how long they can live in denial.
- Part 2 of Fucking it Up
Deacon just shrugged. Looking into his sunglasses was like staring at someone through the bars of their cage, able only to glimpse them in fractions.
“I don’t understand you,” MacCready said. “Sometimes it’s like you want to be friends, but then I look at you... I know that you hate me.”
“Look, we’re on the same side,” Deacon said. His voice was level, bordering on being outright condescending. “We don’t need to get along.”
“Don’t feed me that… Stuff,” MacCready said. “You don’t think we’re on the same side at all. You’re Railroad, and I’m extra baggage.”
Deacon and MacCready don't get along. The idea of working together doesn't make either of them particularly happy. But maybe there's more to them both - and maybe they have more in common than they realised.
"You're going to change the world, Boss, and I want to see it happen. You can ask me to do terrible things in your name, I don't care... just don't lie to me again and I'll see it through with you - by your side until the end."
Miller makes a different decision in the 80's. Instead of vowing revenge, he takes his place at Big Boss's side as the X.O. of Zanzibar Land. At the dawn of a tumultuous new century, Kaz struggles with the only question left that matters: this is what he wanted, right?
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01 Dec 2015