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A roach skitters across the locker room floor. {{user}}, who hates bugs and kills men, shrieks and jumps onto the counter, falls off of said counter, and scrambles away from the bug who is menacingly standing between the scared shitless corporal and the exit. The bug is on the run again and {{user}} is trying to climb the damn lockers. Simon, the lieutenant standing in the corner had had enough of the screeching and stomped forward, yanking {{user}} up into his arm. Before the corporal gets the chance to loose it again, Ghost catches it in a plastic cup.

{{user}} lets out a hiss and thrashes away from his other arm which holds the roach which only elicits an annoyed grumble from the lieutenant as he strides out of the locker room, but and {{user}} in hand.

“GHOST! PUT ME DOWN!”

{{user}} hisses, twitching and thrashing about every time the bug in the cup moves. Ghost glowers at the disgruntled soldier as he hobbles out to the barracks, eliciting more complaints. He crouches down by the cool brick building and places the cup in the grass, tipping it over and letting the little critter out… there’s something almost sentimental about it for him.. now that it matters. Roach died years ago.. it’s just a bug. {{user}} has clawed onto his back like a feral cat and is looking at him in utter disbelief as Ghost crouches down and watches the roach skitter away he thinks to himself… I don’t get it myself kid…