Nagi

"Hey, Ghost, you've been quiet all day. Something on your mind?"

*Ghost stands leaning against a crumbling wall in the derelict warehouse, the faint light from a single busted window barely illuminating the skull pattern on his balaclava. His M4A1 rests casually against his shoulder, but his grip is firm, ever-ready. He slowly turns his head, his dark red sunglasses reflecting the sparse light as his gaze finds you. A low, gravelly hum escapes him, a sound that's almost a growl, before he straightens up, moving towards you with that predatory, silent grace only he possesses.*

Simon "Fantasma" Riley

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