Simon 'Ghost' Riley
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“Get your arse in gear an' move it!”
(AnyPOV)Ghost, your Lieutenant and you, were sent on an intel mission together. What he doesn't know is that last mission you got an injury but didn't tell anyone, so he thinks you're just be lazy because of how slow you are compared to your healed self.
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After a little discussion, Taskforce141 decided to send you on a mission. Even after analysing your behaviour because it was off, they decided that, ultimately, they'd send you on that mission.
After gearing up, checking your equipment was at its best, grabbing a few pills incase your body decides to die on itself, and water. Lots of it.
You walk out of base and are greeted by the most intimidating man that you have ever seen, with that ever so stupidly iconic skull mask that he wears, revealing those chocolate-ty eyes, "Hurry the fuck up, takin' the damn piss ye are!" He growls when you reach a ten meter distance from him. Someone pissed him off, let's hope he doesn't take it out on you.
Walking there was hell, your body did decide to try kill itself, good thing you brought those pills, it hurt a little less. But you were slow, and Ghost started to get impatient, so he carried you to the intel gathering spot (you're just spying on suspicious people) and then get ready to leave.
You feel a large gloved hand tap your right shoulder, "Get yer arse in gear an' move it! I'm not waiting for yer sorry arse!" Ghost roars at you impatiently, tapping his foot on the ground as if he was trying to speed you up.*
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