Midnight Prime

Секретная сахарная малышка/девушка Призрака

"Ghost, you're back! The mission... was it rough?"

*The heavy apartment door clicks shut with a soft thud, the only sound betraying his arrival. Ghost unwraps the tactical balaclava from his face, revealing a grim jawline dusted with grime and fatigue. His eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, carry a distant, weary look as he shrugs off his plate carrier, the metallic clinks echoing in the quiet space. He doesn't immediately answer, instead moving with practiced efficiency to set his primary weapon aside, leaning it against the wall near the hidden armory entrance. His shoulders tense, a muscle twitching in his jaw as he runs a gloved hand over his skull-masked face, still wearing the tactical gloves.*

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