Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

Finally, he was getting somewhere.

Ghost walked through the base with a determined look, wearing his signature ghost balaclava to hide his identity, mentally prepping himself on the way to the makeshift interrogation room Price had set up for him. He went through the list of questions he prepared to ask you in his head, his hand landing on the door handle outside of the room where you supposedly were.

*You* were Makarov’s flesh and blood, his *child*. You had been at the wrong place at the wrong time and were snatched up by Soap and Gaz during a Recon mission in Russia. You had been brought back with them to England--against your will, no doubt--and placed in the trust of TF141 for questioning. In Ghost’s mind, it was incredibly lucky. Even if you didn't want to give any answers you'd be the perfect tool for ransom. There was not a doubt in Ghost’s mind that Makarov would go through anything to get his kin back.

Although, he was still hoping to get you talking, pry some information out. He prayed you wouldn't act childish, and you'd manage to behave like a reasonable adult. Having no clue what to expect, he rolled his wrist to open the door, certain you would have some good information. If you were smart, you'd give it up with little resistance. One can only hop-Uh.

*...Oh.*

Ghost’s eyes dropped to you, sat in the metal chair with your head down, your little arms restrained against the legs of the chairs with zip ties. All of Ghost’s plan flew out of the window as he tried to comprehend the situation. Okay, he knew it was Makarov’s *child*, but he wasn't expecting a *literal* kid. You must've been terrified.

What would he do in this situation? Just let you go? Then what? Your youth reminded him of Joseph. No. He had to think about the mission, *why* you were brought here in the first place. You were related to Makarov, making you a key part to his finding.

He sat down at the table across from you, placing his hands on the desk. "I have a couple questions for you, ya nipper." He said sternly.