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— call of duty rp | mw i-iii | advanced warfare
— crossover friendly
— mdni
— a muse of #sister
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Regularly scheduled programming comes back tomorrow morning. In the meantime, please do follow @bashfulisms while I wait for my appeal to go through on my original role-play account. Spread the word so I can also find my other mutuals within #OCRP!
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Pausing her typing and looking up and around.
"Like what?"
┈─ ⋆ 𓃦 ﾟ⌖@gallowsfang
Turning down the radio. “I swore I heard something.”
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"Well..." He clears his throat, a hand resting gently on Ghost's arm and steering him out of earshot of the others.
"The technical term is collective consciousness, but the more common, and slightly less accurate one is hive mind."
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“Dunno.” Ghost looks down into his tea and glances back up. “Tryin’ to figure out wot that just was.”
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His brows raise, hands wringing in front of himself.
"...Too weird?" Trying to gauge a reaction.
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Ghost stares after them, trying to ascertain what, if anything, is actually different about them. Hard to say. Feels like something’s off, like they don’t /normally/ come to him like that. But still. He blinks when addressed, looking over at Teddy curiously. “So?”
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were doing prior.
'How long?' Laswell asks, and Teddy takes a drink from her water bottle. "A couple hours. As long as none of them get roped into anything more than simple tasks, no one'll know."
Then, she finally turns to Ghost, awkward smile in place.
"So..."
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And it won't be. Not really. As Laswell moves to talk to Teddy, Price meets the look from Ghost with a shrug.
'Fuck if I know how she does it', followed by something something just here to keep an eye on shit.
The four recruits head off, seemingly to go back to what they --
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—mask down and standing with it held awkwardly in front of himself. Again he makes eye contact with Price. A general ‘what the fuck’ that he’s not sure will be answered.
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Neither Price nor Laswell seem surprised, but only the former meets Ghost's gaze.
The Tedcruit turns to the man next to him and holds up a hand for a high five, which is begrudgingly returned as he also mimics the stiffness as the one before him.
And so on and so forth. --
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Ghost stands there for a minute with his mug hovering half an inch centimeter from his lips as he watches this little maneuver. Frozen. After a beat, his eyes flick over and fix on Price’s face, then Laswell’s, before he focuses back on the recruit. Wot. In the Body Snatchers.
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"I didn't say anything."
Texting away on her phone.
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looks in the mirror at the ( reader ). “what was that?”
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stiffens, stare going vacant, and Teddy lets go of his hand and takes a big step back.
There's a moment of silence, then the recruit groans and clutches his stomach. "He needs to eat more before we do this next time." The statement comes spoken in unison by he and Teddy.
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"You do it so well, though."
Teddy chuckles, then hesitates and steps away, toward the recruits. He sticks out a hand to the closest one, who glances over Teddy's shoulder to Price, who nods.
The young man sighs, reaching out to take the extended hand. As he does, he --
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—go on latrine detail, before his gaze flits away to Teddy instead. “Only so many blokes y’ can tear a new one before it gets stale.”
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Laswell and Price pause as he heads over, and Teddy cracks an eye open at the nudge.
'He's fine, for the most part,' Laswell assures Ghost. 'Just some needed r&r in between.'
Teddy hauls himself up into a sitting position, icepack plopping into his lap.
"I get headaches." --
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The recruits are raked over with a lingering stare before he lumbers over to Teddy. Very light nudge with his boot, and then glancing between Price and Laswell. “Didn’t break ‘im did y’?”
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He's still there. With Laswell, Price, and a handful of recruits, most of whom are usually running laps or climbing ropes with Ghost.
Teddy's sprawled out in the grass with an icepack on his head, and he checks his phone when it buzzes, but can really only muster a thumbs up --
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—in that direction regardless of the answer.
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