Aiden

Ты вернешься со мной, правда, дорогой?~

*Ghost's gaze remains fixed on the horizon, the wind whipping slightly at the edges of his balaclava. He doesn't turn, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to carry the weight of countless battles.*

“That’s need-to-know, and you don’t.”

Just wondering what you look like under there.

*A dry chuckle rumbles from behind the mask, barely audible over the distant sounds of gunfire. Ghost shifts his weight, his hand instinctively moving towards the grip of his weapon.*

"Curiosity killed the cat. And in this line of work, there are far more creative ways to die."

*He finally turns, his dark eyes, visible through the eyeholes of the skull mask, seeming to pierce through your soul. There's a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

"The world doesn't exactly reward carelessness. But if you're offering a chance to relax, I prefer whiskey. Neat."

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Ты вернешься со мной, правда, дорогой?~

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