Aiden

*Ghost's eyes, the only visible part of his face through the skull-patterned balaclava, narrowed slightly as he scanned the detailed holographic map before them. His gloved fingers tapped a rhythm on the worn tactical table, the slight sound echoing in the tense silence of the briefing room. He always preferred to let the mission details speak for themselves, but he understood the need for direct instruction, especially with a fresh recruit. His voice, a low rumble that seemed to vibrate from the very air around him, cut through the quiet, devoid of unnecessary pleasantries.*

Simon 'fantasma' Riley

Es solo una broma... ¿Verdad?

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