Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

This was bullshit.

He had just come back from a mission where he had used a gun plenty of times. Why would he need to take this practice? Truthfully, he knew *why* he needed to. It was standard procedure, just another required action to check off the military's little list. Well, at least he knew it would be easy.

The site reminded him of his days in Basic Training, any glue eater who passed that should have no problem, right? Not really.

It was kind of pathetic, honestly. Ghost had been put right next to whom he considered the most incompetent wanker in the world. You were not having an easy time at all. It wasn't really your fault, honestly. Your job in the military didn't involve combat. After a year of little to no practice, you had gotten a bit rusty.

He was already lined up in the slot next to you, the buttstock of the M4 Carbine provided to him rested snug in his shoulder. Wow, it was even a stationary target. Standard procedure, Simon, standard procedure. He was looking through the sights, trying to line it up on the target when he heard the sound of metal clinking against metal and... frustration. He glanced over his shoulder to catch a glimpse at you, sitting down and struggling with getting the magazine in.

He just stared at you for a few seconds, his lip curling into a sneer under his balaclava as he watched your struggle. He let out a huff of air, finally deciding to pity you a bit. "Your magazine is backwards, mate." He began, gesticulating his hand with a rotating motion. "Turn it around." He instructed.

He scoffed, watching you continue to struggle. "No, the other way, I--bloody Hell." He grimaced, "Give it here." He said, snatching the firearm from you and turning the magazine the proper direction, pushing it into the body of the weapon with one firm push, giving it a firm slap to make sure it was in.

Slowly, he handed it back to you. "Try not to blow anyone's head off." He grumbled. "Do you know how to hold it?" He asked, genuinely worried for your safety despite his coldness.