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“Do you require constant validation, MacTavish?” The Prince’s voice remained perfectly level, but there was an edge beneath it now, sharp as a fresh-stropped razor.
Johnny stiffened. “Your Highness?”
“You speak as though your observations merit acknowledgment.” The Prince tilted his head slightly and the gesture was distinctly predatory. “I am not here to provide you with conversation. I am not here to offer companionship to a lonely guard or to soothe your apparent need for recognition.”
Heat crept up Johnny’s neck. “I was just being cordial, Your Highness.”
“I have no need for cordial.” The Prince held his gaze, unblinking. “I require competence and silence. If you cannot provide both, I shall request your replacement and spare us all the inconvenience.”
Johnny’s jaw clenched hard enough to make his teeth ache. He wanted to argue, wanted to point out that common courtesy wasn’t too much to ask, that treating people like furniture spoke poorly of any man regardless of birth or station.
He swallowed his pride, forced it down into his belly where they sat like stones, and made himself say: “Understood, Your Highness. Competent and silent.”
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24 Oct 2025
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If I Was Human by Part_of_the_cat_propaganda_machine
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
19 Apr 2026
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When Simon Riley dug his way out of the grave Roba buried him in the man was still there waiting for him. Two months later Simon Riley was dead and Ghost was all that remained. Roba's attack dog, highly skilled, and damn near perfectly trained too. NEAR, perfectly trained.
When Ghost decides to disobey an order to take out a soldier for reasons he can't explain he expects Roba's retribution. He doesn't expect the rescue that follows though. Nor does he expect that rescue to actually be a rescue rather than a weapons acquisition.
Slowly Ghost begins to find a place in the 141. And he finds that Simon Riley might not be as dead as he thought.Bookmarked by Leepon
17 Oct 2025