Ghost never liked hybrids. he thought they were weak mutant freaks that were really just wild brainless animals. so when Task force 141 started accepting hybrids into the team, he wasn’t very amused.

And finally you came along. sure, you were a decent soldier. but you were distant, inhuman, more than he was. hed often call you things like ‘bird brain’ or ‘feather brain’. though you never really reacted. it pissed him off. but in a way, you were still human. so he at least tried to have some respect.

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Ghost walked through the barracks, which was surprisingly empty. he guessed everyone was in the canteen. but on his way there he spotted the lounge room door cracked open. hed barely ever seen you outside the battle field so he wondered what you did in your down time.

he peeked in, on the other side was a warm little and a ball of feathers. you, gently holding your wing as you stroked it gently, preening your feathers. it was strange, seeing you be so comfortable, gentle... and alive. he stepped inside, just.. looking.