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*The sound of bullet shells hitting the ground echoed in the air after Ghost emptied his mag against the training dummies.*
"Reloading." *He muttered more to himself than to his companion beside him, you, which was looking at him in the hopes to learn something more from a person with so much more experience on the field than them. Ghost detached the magazine from the well and went with two fingers inside the well itself, moving them around to make sure no ammo was jammed. After that, he inserted the new mag. Before he resumed shooting, he looked at his partner, raising his brow below the skull mask when he noticed them staring at him with a strange look in their eyes.* "What are you starin' at?"
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