SNEAK PEEK : Peace Talk
Fox McCloud buries the hatchet with Wolf O'Donnell.
Commission for Anonusr
Star Fox Characters (c) Nintendo
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"Hello, Fox," the deep wolf's voice rumbles, as the line twists into peaks and troughs to match the soundwaves.
"Wolf!" I tense up and grab the arms of my chair. "How did you get this number?"
I try to wave Peppy over. When he doesn't materialize, I turn and see that he's gone. He must have stepped out without my noticing.
"I have my ways," Wolf purrs. "I just wanted to check in on you, boy. How are you?"
"I was just fine until you showed up," I shoot back while grabbing my PDA. I set it to work tracking the source of the broadcast signal. "What do you want from me?"
"Like I said. Just a check-in. I was thinkin' about your father, and you as well, and I couldn't help but feel like I was unfair to you. And him, for that matter."
"Keep talking," I say. There's a pause.
"Well..." there's a weird hesitation in his voice. He exhales long and slow. "I made a mistake. I see that now, clear as day. I should never have thrown my lot in with Andross in the first place, considering what... well, what happened after."
"You're damn right."
"And I want to try and make amends. Clear the air."
"Do you really think I'm going to walk right into an ambush?"
"Relax, Fox. Star Wolf's been disbanded. My mercenary days are well and truly over. I don't see myself hopping into a fighter ship any time soon."
Something about his tone is reassuring. That buzz, or that hum, is back again. Or maybe I'm just imagining it. I hone my senses in on his voice. Trying to get a sense if he's lying, if there's any hesitation.
"Alright." I say. The humming's getting a little stronger again. I tap the side of my visor to see if that settles it down. "So you want to meet me somewhere?"
"Yes. Someplace neutral n' crowded. A place where there's no opportunity for an ambush. On my part, anyway. I know you're too good to do something like that. James raised you well."
"Thank you." the words surprise me. I thought I would have said something like 'Keep my father's name out of my mouth, you piece of shit', but that didn't happen.
Maybe I'd cooled down on him somewhat. There was no real need for animosity now, anyway.