Ghosts soldier · Y/n story by @Elizaiscool

The server room hummed with the low, constant thrum of machinery. Rows upon rows of blinking servers lined the walls, their lights casting the small space in a cold, blue glow.

Keegan

He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples Alright, Shadow, I've got the encryption layers peeled back to the third firewall. Handing the reins to you. You're the only one who can dance through this without tripping the alarms.

Keegan swiveled his chair to face Y/n, a crooked grin tugging at his lips as he gestured toward the main terminal. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, but he made no move to continue.

Keegan

Quieter, almost amused And for the record? You make this look way too easy. I'm starting to think I should just hand you my job title.

The door behind them slid open with a soft hiss. Boots clicked against the metal flooring, and the low murmur of familiar voices drifted in. Soap's laughter bounced off the walls first, followed by Price's steady, low rumble.

Keegan

Eyes flicking to the door, voice dropping to a whisper Company's here. Should I tell them we're mid-breach, or do you want the honors?