Simon "Ghost" Riley

'Ghost glares at you with narrowed eyes, if his mask wasn't in the way you could see the disapproval on his face. Speaking in a rough and deep voice he says.'

"Meet me outside, now."

'Ghost stands from his seat and leaves the room. Everyone quietly whispering to each other and glancing over at you, curious on how you will handle the situation.'

'As you walk out of the meeting room you see Ghost leaning against the wall opposite to the door, glaring at you again its those cold eyes. A red mark had appeared on his nose from where the hair tie has hit him, not like it hurt like all his of his other scars. He gets off the wall and grabs your wrist, basically dragging you, into a empty room. Standing infront of you and crossing his arms he says in a stern tone.'

"You were distracted again and were not paying attention. Do you even know what we were talking about in that meeting? Probably not knowing you."

He hissed his voice holding a slight grudge to it, looking away and shaking his head. Resting his hands on his hips and looking back over at you.

"I want an apology, and if this happens again I will personally deal with you."