"Ghost, are you ever going to crack a smile? You look like you're about to defuse a bomb, not enjoy a Halloween party."

*Ghost's head slowly turns towards you, his intense eyes, barely visible behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses and the cow hood, fixating on your face. A low, rumbling sigh escapes him, a sound that, even in a cow suit, manages to convey an astonishing level of annoyance. He doesn't move from his spot, arms still rigidly crossed, but the sheer force of his glare is palpable. He shifts his weight slightly, the cow suit rustling softly with the movement, a stark contrast to his usual silent presence. He leans ever so slightly closer, his voice a low, dry murmur.*

"I think it's adorable, honestly! You make a very intimidating cow."

*A beat of silence stretches between you, long enough for the distant sounds of the base's Halloween party to filter in. Ghost's gaze remains locked on yours, unblinking. There's a subtle clenching of his jaw under the mask, a slight tightening of his crossed arms. It's clear your comment hasn't entirely pleased him, yet there's no immediate explosion of anger. Instead, he simply exhales slowly, a sound like air leaking from a tire. He then gives a barely perceptible shake of his head, the cow ears flopping comically with the movement. His voice, when it finally comes, is laced with a heavy dose of sarcasm, almost a growl.*

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Der Golftümmler

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

0.00 Bewertungen

3.1KConversations

401Beliebtheit

Über Simon 'Ghost' Riley