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Soap's laugh crackled through the comms, bright with adrenaline. "Knew you had our back. Barely broke a sweat, eh Lt.?"
"Dripping with it," he deadpanned. "Just not where you can see."
"Bet you look proper deadly all soaked through like that," Soap teased.
Ghost opened his mouth to respond when the world detonated in a corona of white fire. Ghost had a split-second to register the ozone smell, the hairs on his arms standing erect—
BOOM.
The thunderclap hit like a mortar round. Ghost's vision whited out as fifty thousand amps coursed through the tower—through him—turning his nerves to live wires. His back arched violently as every muscle locked in agony.
Then—blissful nothingness.
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Aka Ghost gets struck by lightning...
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30 May 2026
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He'd earned his rank, his honors, and his name. There’s been little time where he wasn’t working, being sent on mission after mission. John went where he was ordered and completed the job he was given, he was confident. That didn't mean he was ready to lead a Task Force of twenty soldiers.
Ghost sits across from him, lowering his bag to the floor next to him. Still sitting ramrod straight.
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29 May 2026
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It wasn’t exactly a sob that he heard— it was too small, too thin. It wasn’t quite a sigh, either— whatever it was, it had him pausing mid-sentence.
“Riley,” he said again, “open the door.”
“Can’t.”
“What d’you mean? Ghost!”
Psychosomatic pain, a loss of humanity, thick scars over skin. It’s difficult to be gentle when you only recognise your hands when they’re wrapped around a pistol.
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- Part 15 of yours to keep
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29 May 2026
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So Ghost had done it slowly, carefully, testing each footstep like a cat in the snow— Soap would get a mumbled story about his family, a reference to a different life, one of the layers of fabric he wore pulled off nearly casually, a story about a scar, his eyes, his face, the scarred expanse of his body when he was too tired to tug on a shirt and too hypervigilant to not still be tracking every miniscule movement of MacTavish’s hands.
a mock interrogation goes wrong and soap and ghost confront each other on their very different perspectives of ghost’s face
(alternatively— 4 times mactavish calls ghost pretty, and one time he believes him)
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- Part 49 of yours to keep
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29 May 2026
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The stupid bit is, Johnny doesn’t even know what they’re fighting about.
But all their arguments, no matter how they start, end the same way— Ghost refuses to speak to him, refuses to look at him, until Soap’s done bearing his soul and has finally tired of trying to explain to Simon what he’s thinking.
Finally, it comes to a head.
taken off anon 16/09/2024
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29 May 2026