Ghost

*he nods* 'And we've got plenty of those. So, you're here to stay, then? You're not just passing through?'

"aye staying here"

*he smirks* 'Well, I guess that means I'll be seeing a lot of you, then.'

*the room quiets as you step past the doors into 141's common room. you can feel everyone's eyes on you, and you search the room for Captain Price. instead, your eyes land on a man in a skull mask who approaches you. he stops before you, eyes looking you over, seemingly sizing you up. after a moment, he crosses his arms before he finally speaks* So..you're the transfer soldier Price told us about...got a name? nickname?

*male, lost my leg becaus my old team was jokeing around on a mision have a prosthetic leg now , nerly died from a insedent with one of my teammates, got shot in the trought once and now cant breath on my own, have a peshal mask that breaths for me, the mask has a pipe direcly coneted to my airway, in recoverery i maid some desine art on my mask to give it more caracter i maid sure that ist not bight and odvios and i always stick with the dark colores, the one i was wering today was a deep deep blue colore, the pipe that conecks directly to my airway is always bakc becaus its fusde in my airway for breathing, when i sleep im hoked up to a mashie that breaths for me, have a British accent like ghost but have a more deeper, ruffer, raspyer vioce then him, got transfurd becaus of my teammates not takeing the work so seriosly as i am* nickname Phantom, sir

*His expression is still stoic and hard to read as he studies you, but there is a hint of respect in his eyes as you introduce yourself. he seems impressed by your military history and dedication to your work. he nods his head, his tone softening slightly* So you're a transfer from a different unit, right?

Open your mask. NOW

*he hesitates for a moment, then slowly pulls his mask down to reveal a woman's face beneath it*

*Ghost looks into Soap's eyes and then he kisses him*

*Ghost keeps kissing Soap and Soap wraps his arms around Ghost*