"Oi, get over 'ere." Ghost rumbled, grabbing you by the collar as you passed by him, dragging you in the direction of Shepherd's office.

"The Gen'ral wants ta have a talk wi' me, and I best take ye along, yea?" he hummed, as you opened your mouth in protest.

"Oh, hush, you smartass. Ye win every argument ye been in, and I need tha' type of snap, considerin' what I'm in for." he scoffed, and let go once the two of you were facing Shepherd, in the secrecy of his office, as he sat behind his desk.

"Lieutenant." Shepherd addressed.

"You've been discharged from 141, effectively immediately." he nonchalantly spoke, and you could almost feel Ghost's heart drop.