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Through the Fog

The fog lay heavy between the containers, dense swathes that swallowed every movement and turned the area into a silent labyrinth. The only sound was the distant dripping of water, interrupted by the faint crunch of their boots on wet steel ground. Ghost led the way, barely more than a shadow in the gray, while Sky stayed close behind him, her M4 firmly in her grip.

“Stay close,” murmured Ghost over the radio, his voice calm and cutting clear through the fog.

“Understood,” Sky replied softly, nodding, even though he couldn’t see her.

The containers loomed like massive, faceless walls, dark and menacing. At each corner, Ghost slowed his pace, his shoulders tense, his weapon ready. He peeked around the next bend, his head briefly moving past the rusted edge of a container. Sky halted and secured the other direction, her eyes sharp and her breath misting in the cool air.

Then her gaze caught something above them – a small surveillance camera, barely visible in the fog, only its steady red blinking light giving it away. Sky froze for a moment, her heartbeat quickening.

Ghost,” she whispered into the radio. “Camera.”

Ghost’s head turned to her immediately. His gaze followed hers, then he carefully moved forward. “Ignore it. Don’t stop.” His voice was calm, almost offhand, but Sky could hear the subtle urgency underneath.

She swallowed and forced herself to shake off the unpleasant feeling of being watched. Don’t stop. Ghost moved swiftly ahead, his form almost one with the fog, and Sky followed.

The red light of the camera blinked steadily as the two figures disappeared silently between the containers, swallowed once more by the fog.

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Beneath the Open Sky

The sun hung low on the horizon, painting the open field in hues of warm gold. A gentle breeze swept over the dry grass, the rugged mountains in the distance standing tall like a protective barrier. Sky stood poised, the M4 firmly gripped in her hands, her gaze locked on the distant target.

She took a deep breath, steadied her stance, and pulled the trigger. The shot echoed through the steppe, the target shifting slightly as the bullet struck it cleanly. Straightening up, Sky examined the hit, a faint smile curling her lips.

“Not bad, huh?” she called over her shoulder, her voice light and cheerful.

Ghost, standing a few meters behind her with his arms crossed, gave a curt nod. “Solid hit. Well done.”

She chuckled softly, turning to face him with the M4 resting casually at her side. “Well done? That was perfect!”

He said nothing, his eyes fixed on her with that familiar, calm intensity. Yet this time, there was something different in his gaze, something that made Sky pause. She tilted her head slightly, a small frown creasing her brow as she took a step closer.

“What is it?” she asked, her tone soft, curious.

Ghost hesitated. His shoulders relaxed, his gaze briefly dropping to the ground before meeting hers again. Then, with sudden but measured resolve, he closed the distance between them.

He lifted a hand, hesitating for just a moment before placing it gently on her shoulder. Before Sky could respond, he pulled her into a firm embrace. She felt the M4 shift awkwardly between them as his arms enveloped her, her hands instinctively landing on his chest—uncertain whether to push him away or hold on.

He lowered his head until their foreheads touched. His breath was steady, warm against her skin. Sky swallowed hard, caught off guard by the unexpected closeness.

“Ghost?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He didn’t speak immediately, letting the moment stretch out. When he finally did, his voice was low and rough, yet soft enough for only her to hear.

“I get it now,” he murmured.

“What… what do you mean?” Sky’s heart raced as she held his gaze, her hands still resting uncertainly on his chest.

“Why you never quit,” he said quietly. “Why you keep going. You see the stars, Sky. Always.”

She blinked back the sudden sting of tears, a warm smile breaking across her face. Her fingers brushed against the coarse fabric of his vest as she leaned into his hold.

“And what if you can’t see the sky anymore?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

“Then,” he said simply, “I know you’ll be there.”

Sky pressed her forehead more firmly against his, and for a moment, the rest of the world faded into silence.

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I haven’t been online here in ages, and I’m not sure if it’s a good idea aaaahhhh

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SCP OC: Claire Ekaterina Makarova

I decided to make an actual detailed post about Claire, finally. I created her in august 2018 and I got a lot of time to develop here and I'm really, really satisfied of how she turned out to be. --------------------------------------------------------

GENERAL INFORMATIONS:

Full Name: Claire Ekaterina Makarova Aliases/nicknames: Stoat (callsign), shortie, shortstack Age: 26-30 years old Gender: Female Pronouns: She/her Sexual orientation: Demiromantic/demisexual and pansexual Date of birth: august 3rd Place of birth: Unknown but it's somewhere in the USA Current residence: site 5c Nationality: American with slavic origins Spoken Languages: American English (main), Russian ( ONLY with her dad) and American sign language (ASL) Affiliations/organizations: SCP foundation Occupation: Mobile Task force Beta-7 ''Maz hatters'' operator, virologist/biologist when not on field, ISD (internal security department) agent. Rank: Sargeant -----------------------------------------------------------------------

APPEARANCE

BUILD: A bit chubby

— Claire is a buxom woman who has curves all over her body, wide hips and a slight bit of fat in her tummy.

— She particularly cares about her image, especially when it comes to taking care of her body.She trains regularly in the small gym made available by the site 5c, focusing on arms and legs, parts of the body that are fundamental to her for work. It takes muscle to hold a rifle that weighs almost half her weight on her so as not to wobble on the recoil. -----

SCARS: All over her body

— Claire has many, if not too many, wounds all over her body. From cuts to bruises to burns and even gunshot wounds.

— Her little patient behavior and her indifference has led her over the years to participate in many fights, whether they are initiated by her or are part of her job, when it comes to fighting she has always been in the front row. Not caring about the size and danger of whoever is in front of her. This has led Claire to have countless wounds on her body, many of them being stab wounds, a gunshot on her right shoulder, a large burn on her left shoulder and as many bruises.. ------

VOICE: silvery/soft spoken

— slow spoken and not too high voice but at times decisive when needed.

— It's almost as if her voice doesn't match her body. With her character like hers, those around her expect an annoying redundant high-pitched voice to split the eardrums. Hers is an almost calm voice, not too high and maternal. -----

EYES: Grey/blue

— blue eyes so undersaturated they look gray.

— she inherited light eyes from both parents, but the mother's gene seemed to dominate between the two. Both have blue eyes but Claire's are less saturated, almost gray as opposed to her mother's, blue as ice -------

FASHION: casual

— casual, doesn't really care for fashion.

— When she's not working, claire usually wears the first thing she finds in her closet, preferring loose-fitting clothes that don't show too much of her body shapes. ------------ More about her aspect: -Claire has mixed vitiligo all over her body. It started when she was just 5 to 6 years old and it spreaded everywhere; -Her vitiligo not only affected her skin but also her hair, eyelashes and eyebrow; -She is only 4'11 ft or 150 cm in height.

FAVORITES -Color: Black -Food: Raw Salmon -Drink: Chamomille with honey -Song: Ecoute Cherie (vendredi sur Mer) -Flower: Nightsky petunia -Hairstyle: messy bun ------------------ PHOBIAS -Autophobia: also called monophobia, isolophobia, or eremophobia, is the specific phobia or a morbid fear or dread of oneself or of being alone, isolated, abandoned, and ignored; -athazagoraphobia: When a person has this condition, there is an extreme fear of being forgotten, or of not remembering someone or something. It may also include a fear of being ignored or replaced; -Atychiphobia:is an intense fear of failure -Arachnophobia: fear of spiders -------------------------------------------------

PERSONALITY: -Moral alignment: Chaotic Neutral -Myers-Briggs: ENTJ-T POSITIVE TRAITS - Serious and efficient but also considerate in the role she covers inside the foundation walls: She makes everyone feel included in her squad no matter what. She is always willing to help them, no one is left behind. -Observant...a bit too much. If there is something that her training with the ISD thought her is to be aware constantly of her sorroundings. No details is going unnoticed in her presence. -Gentle and caring with close ones. She pours her heart with who she loves. -Practical smart. Let's say that she is good at improvise when needed. -Respected without using fear NEGATIVE TRAITS -Claire's past and experiences have led her to be inconsiderate of herself, and those closest to her tend to see it for how expressive she is, without needing her to be alone to show how she really feels. she is a woman with a thousand complexes, her self-esteem has been destroyed and under her feet. She can't be really sure about anything she does especially if it affects those around her too. She refuses any leadership position, unwilling to take responsibility for any deaths that may occur under her leadership. -So low is her self-esteem that she can't even see the value of her life, risking it every day to protect others at the expense of her own. She has seen death right in her eyes so many times that she no longer fears it. She is not afraid to die but at the same time the idea of being forgotten and replaced, as she has already seen happen to her other deceased colleagues, puts a shiver down her spine. -Claire gets heated pretty easily, leading her to not think straight when she is outraged. -She tends to distance people from herself due to her trust issues. It really takes time for her to open up to someone. -Absolute stubborn. Claire does not listen when she is convinced of something.

TRIVIA: -She absolutely love when her friends makes hand stuff for her. She keep them like it's the most precious thing in the world; -It happens that Claire goes for some days to negaseattle to visit her adopted brother Ira and helping him with the clone kids (check more on Raddagher's author page on the wiki); -She has a yellow ringneck parrot named banana. He is her emotional support animal; -BPD (bordeline personality disorder); -She loves reading almost everything especially if it's related to her job; -One hell of a cook. She is very, very good in the kitchen; -She smells like peaches and chocolate; -Aggressive and very skilled in combat. Knife is her specialization; -Uses stealth, skills and the enviroment over the strenght.

SUMMARY OF HER STORY (STILL NOT SO DONE)

It is not known for certain where Claire and her twin brother Dmitry were born, it is only known that they came to light somewhere hidden in the United States of America. Raised in the hostile environment of the foundation but with the loving care of their mother Mandy Ross, a former nurse in the US Navy. Their father? Locked in the same site where they were born, metal walls separating this potentially dangerous man due to the toxic, potentially lethal nature of his body. In the early years of their lives, the twins immediately reveal themselves as curious troublemakers, always looking for other children like them to socialize with and will end up bonding closely with one of them in particular: Ira Watts, whom they will consider for life as a brother. Mandy, for reasons still unknown to them, decides to leave them and the foundation to join the GOC. it was this event that unleashed in her an immense fear of abandonment. Left to their own devices, Claire was the one she had to mature early to take care of her two brothers. At just 14, the three were separated by the foundation to be introduced to their respective careers. While Dmitry continued his medical and psychiatric studies, Claire had to stay on that site with Ira to begin her training to join one of the mobile task forces. ''Mobile Task Forces (MTFs) are elite units comprised of personnel drawn from across the Foundation and are mobilized to deal with specific threats or situations that sometimes exceed the operational capacity or expertise of regular field personnel and — as their name suggests — may be relocated between facilities or locations as they are needed. Mobile Task Force personnel represent the "best of the best" of the Foundation.''

And with this clarification, let's say that the training Claire had to undergo was hard and exhausting. She pushed to her limits so many times by her serious and rigid mentor that she was assigned to reach high, real high expectations. To be ''the best of the best'' she had to shed all of her blood and her will. She failed many times but thanks to this she also managed to learn from her mistakes and correct herself, perhaps becoming probably one of the best students on the site...if not for her rebelious behavior. Training wasn't Claire's only focus in those years: she was studying biology and virology because of the task force she decided to join, the beta-7. Her knowledge will prove to be fundamental in the future. Her training and studies ended as soon as they began. At just 22, claire was already serving as a member of mobile task force beta-7 at a different site.

During her years at the site, now with her brother Dmitry, the two were approached by a man from the Internal Security Department (ISD) who was determined to recruit them as they were loyal members of the foundation. The two naively accepted and it was that meeting and that assignment that led them to site 5c where they still reside nowdays.

SITE 5C STORY LINE

(coming soon)

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Shadowplay pt. 2 ⛅

Ghost: I'll take first watch, Soap. Get some rest. Soap: Aye, sir… [Proceeds to be uncharacteristically quiet]

(Soap's just as hopeless)

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(COD) I guess fighting them was part of the training as well. Claire will not manage to beat them...at least not immediately. She had some good advantages on herself that would give her some chances like knowing SAMBO and systema as fighting styles, with moves that they would not know how to fight back or predict. Claire is an hard to die woman, she'll not give up easily until she manage to take them down. She'll get beaten up badly for sure the first times as she does not want them to go easy on her. Also she is someone who learn fast, especially when it comes to fight. She's a great observer and will know what their style is.

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Hello peeps 🫶 I am sorry for the lack of content! I am more active on other platforms. Especially Instagram. 🌼

But I'll show you some pics I took lately of sky and ghost after I found a lot of fun in 3d! 💛

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Last minute adjustments. krueger/nikto (twitter)

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he pretty

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I wonder what Trudy would look like in 3d style🤔

There are endless possibilities. 💘 But I am sure that it would be possible 🥰

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Sometimes it doesn't matter how much you give,

how much you do.

When you lose,

you lose.

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garden gnomes

drawn by me, colored by mrsCarterx3

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I love your Sky OC! So very cool. Do you have any fanfics based on her? Your art is amazing!

Hello !!! Thanks for your ask! 💘

I actually have an AO3 account. I wanted to write down the story of sky and ghost in the future. But I haven't gotten around to it yet.

Thank you so much for your interesting!! ❤️❤️❤️

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Loose ends

It's cold and dark, I think I'm going insane

The end is coming, it's true

I'm all alone and I am screaming your name

It seems that's all I can do

But it's too late to turn back now

It's too loud to hear a sound

I'm so lost, I can't be found

It's too late to turn back now

I'm all alone and I am screaming your name

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Eye contact

❤️

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"Ghost, come in, this is Price! Do not trust Shepherd - I say again, do not trust Shepherd!"

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Thoughts on what mw22 ghostsoap would think of 09 ghostsoap

Ah, let me enumerate my thoughts the only way I know how: