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Your arm hurts.
Well, that’s what being sliced by a sword will do for you.
It was a nice sword, too, to add insult to injury.---
Just a short story with some weird formatting. Intended for not-mobile, but it really just depends on the size of your screen.
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Dragons were an insular, reclusive species. Hunts of old drove them to the brink of extinction, leaving the few remaining clans with a well earned wariness, if not outright fear, of the world at large. They stayed hidden, either far from prying in the wildest regions of the world or in plain sight. Most of the rest of the world knew very little about them, aside from the sparse rumors and folklore that remain from days of old, and the clans were happy to keep it that way. The less the outside world meddled in their affairs, the happier they were.
That said, one thing was well known and documented about dragons: possessiveness was written in their blood.
Or, John "Soap" MacTavish is a dragon. Task Force 141 is his hoard. This changes everything, and nothing at all.
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"There’s a popular, unspoken feeling in the team. Ghost is loyal to MacTavish. He’ll back him up all the way and play the role of second, but a lone wolf is still a lone wolf when you take the lead away."
Perspectives across Task Force 141 over the years on Ghost, Soap, Ghost-and-Soap, command, trust, and accidentally building a family when you were supposed to build a Task Force.
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Soap freezes as he hears that infamous piece of fabric slip away.
“'Thought you slept in that thing,” he tries to quip, but the strain in his voice is obvious.
“Shut up, Soap,” Ghost grumbles, slipping into bed behind him, “move over.”
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Being the last ones to the safehouse means Soap and Ghost get last pick of the bedrooms, but thankfully they're more than used to being in close quarters with each other.
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“Johnny, fuckin’ hell.” Skull-framed eyes widened. A hand shot out to grab Soap’s shoulder, turning him to get a better look at whatever had caught Ghost's attention. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
Soap looked down at himself to get an idea what the lieutenant was freaking out about.
Ah. Blood. Quite an impressive amount, actually.
Soap gets a little bit shot. It's fine, but the shock rattles their small group, making them even closer than before. Also, there's a game of Cluedo, for some reason.
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Being told to shut up always hurt. More than he suspected it should. Soap once had drunkenly apologized to Gaz for being such a loudmouth, and when Gaz insisted that everyone liked his friendly chattiness, Soap had literally flopped over him in relief and confessed that being told to shut up was like being kicked. No other insult or fight had the same effect on him.
Except, perhaps, being called useless.
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