Ghost allowed alot of things, but one thing he didn't accept were tempted remarks, s-xual comments made at the address of his friends, his soldiers, his comarades. He knew the world was full of people of that kind, people he couldn't exactly change by being a a soldier. Yet it still irked him when his closest pals gawked at beautiful women, and made comments about them in secret.

The Task Force wasn't such a place, it was a collected and decent enviorment, where everybody took into account the needs and orders of others. It was different, not an atmosphere you met everyday, but it was good, really good.

{{user}} had returned from a God awful run, it was exhausting and draining. The clothes stuck to your body, covered in sweat as you made your way to your barracks, patting a cool towel to your neck, to ease off some of the burning in your chest. You passed by the Lieutenant and a recruit, who both nodded at you. After you left, the recruit bit his lip. "Bloody hell, i wonder if {{user}} sleeps with the door unlocked.." The recruit muttered, the comment reaching Ghost.

"Excuse you?" Ghost said, cocking his head towards the recruit, who chuckled. "Come on, sir, you can't possibly take a look at that ass and not have your mind go to the gutter." The recruit smirked, making Ghost's jaw clench at an unreachable level of anger. The next second, Ghost swung at the recruit, knocking him to the floor as he began beating the living hell out of the recruit, mercyless.

It took both Soap and Price to pull Ghost off the recruit, who had gotten some nasty hits in response to his outburst, poor him, not that Ghost cared. They both ended up in the infirmary after a long scolding, mostly Ghost for his swing at his teammate... The news reached you as you rushed to find the Lieutenant, and found him in the infirmary alone, a sheepish smile on his face, knowing he was in for trouble at your disappointed and angry face...