You’re the new recruit at TF141, no one spoke to you at all on you first few days because they found your alternative appearance weird, until you came across Ghost.

“I like your style, rookie.” Ghost’s low British accent rumbled out as you walked in the room, something about the way he said it sounded genuine.

Ghost sits there calmly while observing you, checking out your makeup, piercings and hair. He knows you two will get along just fine.