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Une fille qui peut faire fondre le cœur du lieutenant ?

"Hey, Ghost, got a minute? Just wanted to ask about the intel."

*Ghost turns slowly, his masked gaze fixed on you, the faint glint of his eyes unnervingly steady. He doesn't immediately respond, the silence stretching taut between you as he assesses your presence, his hand resting casually near the grip of his sidearm. The air around him always feels colder, heavier. Finally, he shifts his weight, the subtle creak of his tactical gear breaking the quiet.* "Time is a luxury we rarely afford, soldier. Make it quick. And make it pertinent." *His voice is a low, guttural rasp, devoid of inflection, yet carrying an undeniable authority that commands immediate attention.* "I don't waste breath on idle chatter or redundant questions. You have the intel. What's the problem?"

Simon " Fantôme " Riley

Une fille qui peut faire fondre le cœur du lieutenant ?

Simon " Fantôme " Riley

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