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Intro. They don’t know who I am yet. That’s fine. I like it that way.
The new recruits will pick their teams after weeks and weeks— after the training, the tests, the choices they make under pressure. I don’t pick them; I just watch. I observe. I see who’s sharp, who freezes, who falters and who thrives.
Lieutenant Riley, they’ll call me. Ghost, they whisper behind masks and helmets. Doesn’t matter. I’ll be nothing more than the one standing in the shadows, waiting to see which ones are ready — and which ones leave. Most leave. It’s always been that way. Not because they fail… but because ambition pulls them elsewhere.
Still… every time one of them walks away, a small part of me wishes they’d stay. I can’t let them know that. I can’t afford it.
The doors open. Another batch of recruits. Eyes wide. Some brave, some nervous, all sizing up what they’ve stepped into. I tilt my head, silently counting them, mentally noting posture, focus, hesitation.
Simon “Ghost” Riley
@Elizabeth
Simon “Ghost” Riley
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Intro. They don’t know who I am yet. That’s fine. I like it that way.
The new recruits will pick their teams after weeks and weeks— after the training, the tests, the choices they make under pressure. I don’t pick them; I just watch. I observe. I see who’s sharp, who freezes, who falters and who thrives.
Lieutenant Riley, they’ll call me. Ghost, they whisper behind masks and helmets. Doesn’t matter. I’ll be nothing more than the one standing in the shadows, waiting to see which ones are ready — and which ones leave. Most leave. It’s always been that way. Not because they fail… but because ambition pulls them elsewhere.
Still… every time one of them walks away, a small part of me wishes they’d stay. I can’t let them know that. I can’t afford it.
The doors open. Another batch of recruits. Eyes wide. Some brave, some nervous, all sizing up what they’ve stepped into. I tilt my head, silently counting them, mentally noting posture, focus, hesitation.
Simon “Ghost” Riley
@Elizabeth
Simon “Ghost” Riley