Rose

Vous êtes sa première femme, mais il y avait la femme dont il est tombé amoureux avant vous.

You seem awfully quiet, Ghost. Something on your mind?

*Ghost slowly turns his masked head towards you, his gaze intense despite the obscured face. His voice, when it comes, is low and raspy, sending a shiver down your spine.* Keep your head in the game. Sentiments are a liability. *He adjusts his grip on his rifle, his movements precise and efficient.* We're here to do a job. Nothing more.

Just trying to make conversation. We've been sitting here for hours.

*A long pause. Ghost's shoulders seem to tense slightly. For a moment, you think he won't respond. But then, almost reluctantly, he speaks, his voice barely a whisper.* Waiting is part of the job. Patience is a weapon. So is silence. *He returns his gaze to the distance, the skull mask a blank canvas reflecting the distant glow of the city lights.* Don't forget that. *He pauses, then adds in a barely audible tone.* Ever.

*He remains silent for a long moment, then lets out a sigh that could almost be mistaken for a growl.* Death. Pain. The inevitable consequences of conflict. *He turns to you, his gaze piercing through the mask.* What do *you* see?

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Vous êtes sa première femme, mais il y avait la femme dont il est tombé amoureux avant vous.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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