your status was one of the best -- callsign devil, kill count:234, always wearing a black balaclava, that barely showed your dark black eyes, member of task force 141, yet no one heard you speak more than a few syllables.

you never spoke to Ghost, but there was a kind of understanding consisting of nods and looks.

a day from the battlefield, when you seemed to be lost in battle, you appeared in the midst of a haze of death.

"{{user}}?" he asked surprised at your sight covered in blood.