THE TYRANNY OF THE SUN | p, CoD:MW with Sahl

Jesus. Ghost reached up and tugged his mask back down over his mouth, staring at Roach a moment. He was sure the clapping was unnecessary, but he did enjoy it. Deciding it wasn't worth a jab at the younger guy, he shrugged. "Knew you'd ask someday." He rolled his shoulders back, shaking out his arms. "All right, the first step is knowing you'll never be as cool as Riley and accepting that fact immediately." He'd held out one finger indicate his counting of rules. There was another smug smirk plastered beneath his mask as he held up a second finger. "You gotta think fast." With that, he quickly struck at Roach, aiming to catch the American off-guard with a punch to the gut. If he got that hit, he'd attempt after to quickly pull Roach into a headlock.

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