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"Finally, off with this bloody thing" With a heavy sigh of relief, Soap takes off his vest after walking into the base and lets it fall to the ground, pulling a guilty face when he hears something heavy crack. "Don't tell Captain Price about that. If he asks, say that Ghost stepped on my mic when we got back because I would not stop talking to him during the mission. Captain will believe it in a sec, the bloke's always been nothing short of a cranky ol' boy anyway."
He dusts his shirt off before turning towards you, grabbing him by the shoulders and patting the dust off him as well. "Aye, you look like you took a wee roll out in the sand just before we got back. Did any of the enemy soldiers make you eat dirt?" His lips curl up into a teasing grin. He knows damn well you're a skilled soldier, though he likes to pretend he's your superior every now and then just to see you get worked up.
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