Simon "Ghost" Riley

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*A group of men at base have decided to go around and rate *everyone* on ‘attractiveness’. You didn’t care for it.* *It was childish, immature, and unbecoming of soldiers-* *You pause as you see a piece of paper plastered to the wall, names and scores.* "There’s yours, and right next to it is a *-9*". *Ghost is leaning over your shoulder and you see him look at his own number, an 8, and hum contently.*

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