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Roach followed Ghost, looking around the corridor. He had heard laughter coming from the other hall, and tapped Ghost on the shoulder. " Hm? " Ghost turned the face him. ' Where's the laughter coming from? ' He wrote. " Ah, that's the team in the rec room. You'll meet'em later. " He continued to walk and Roach began to wonder about his balaclava.
' What's up with the balaclava? Meat and Archer never had their faces covered. ' Though Roach would never admit it, the skull pattern and red tinted shades gave him a slight heart attack. Ghost finally stopped and unlocked and a door, motioning for Roach to go in first. The room was clean, with a simple desk and chair, a bed, and drawer. He set down his backpack and put his hand on the wall, glancing around. " Well? Live up to your standards? " ' Yeah. It's nice. '
Ghost, leaning on the door, looked down the hallway. " I'll take ya to the rec room, and see the other buggers. " He muttered. Roach nodded, and shut the door behind him, and walked a small distance behind him.
Ghost stayed silent the entire walk, occasionally looking back at the FNG. The Brit couldn't help but be curious about him. ' He's mute, alright, this is new. ' He sighed. ' Shit, I hope no one teases him for that.' Ghost stopped as soon as he realized he heard only one pair of footsteps, and stole a glance behind him.
Roach was staring at a pretty large room, glancing around. ' I'm guessing this is the cafeteria? At least I know where it is now. ' " Oi! Roach! " Ghost called out to him, and Roach jogged up to him, smiling. " Just a bit more, mate. " Ghost told him, and continued walking. ' What is it with him smiling? ' It urked Ghost that Roach smiled. He expected sadness from him, but Roach had the bubbly happy aura. A barking laugh sounded from the rec room and Ghost rolled his eyes. " What's the fucking ruckus? " He scanned each face, looking for signs of drunkenness. " Nothing sir! " Royce laughed.
' Sometimes I wonder how I put up with these bitches. ' Ghost mentally facepalmed. A quick tug on his sleeve had him looking at Roach, who looked a bit uncomfortable. " Aye, we've got a new FNG on our hands. " Roach squirmed under the looks. Scarecrow snuck behind him and suddenly clapped him on the back, which startled Roach and resulted in a kick to the stomach. Scarecrow doubled over in pain saying, " Holy shit, he kicks hard. " Roach helped him up and scribbled something on the notepad. ' I'm so sorry! ' Scarecrow waved him off. " It's alright, was bound to happen anyway. " Tsk, Scarecrow, I told you. " Ozone said and waved at Roach. " What's crackin FNG? " He was responded with a shy wave.
Royce shook his hand. " Nice to meet'cha rookie. " He chuckled. " Don't worry we won't bite, sit down. " Roach hesitated and looked at Ghost, who nodded, and sat down. Ghost scanned the room a bit, asking, " Where's Toad, Archer and Meat? "
" Toad and Archer are probably at the range, and Meat's probably in his room. " Ozone said with his eyes glued to the TV. Ghost stayed for a second before making his way to Soap's office. " Ugh, I need to talk to him on this. " He muttered.
Hi! So I'm thinking of doing different points of views, but I don't wanna put the * this person's POV * since it's mostly Ghost and Roach. What do you think?
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The New Life I Lead
FanfictionRoach has just been recruited for Task Force 141. There's a problem though. Well, two problems. The first is his disability. The second? Falling for the fucking lieutenant, who at first seems to hate him. Might wanna buckle down Roach, and prepare f...