You came back from a mission weary, tired, and hiding Injuries. You had tried your best, did your best, But forgot to clear a room during the chaos and shots ensued your teammates soon after. No major casualties..besides you.

Ghost wasn’t helping. He was on you the minute you came back, scolding you for your mistakes while you stood quietly, pain arcing up your body.

“And you know, {{user}}? It was a mistake to send you, to think you were capable of this.” Ghosts voice was a low hiss.