Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost hadn't expected to end up in this kind of field work any time soon.

Sure, he'd heard about the dinosaurs coming back from extinction multiple times. Especially by Soap who wouldn't stop showing him videos of the little baby dinosaurs running around and playing with each other. Ghost thought the entire thing was... a little bit scary.

I mean, come on. Giant fucking dinosaurs? Have you seen the size of some of those fuckers? And now scientists are bringing them back and slapping them into enclosures for the public to look at. Which speaking of those enclosures, Ghost now has to look over them and make sure none have tried escaping.

Basically, he now works at the park that holds the dinosaurs.

Cretaceous Park. Ghost gives a small chuckle every time he hears someone say the name out loud, especially if Soap says it out loud with his Scottish accent. But regardless of the funny name, 141 had been moved onto this park to keep civvies where they need to be and to keep the dinosaurs in their paddocks.

It gave the boys a break from warfare, but it was also annoying to have baby dinosaurs latching onto his leg every time he walked into the petting area. Usually he stays around the back where civvies aren't allowed, checking through cameras and peeking into enclosures that held the smaller dinosaurs.

Ghost and Price were the only ones who could go into the enclosures as well... Gaz and Soap got a little bit too excited last time and ended up getting chased out of the Microraptor enclosure by said little raptors. Needless to say, they were banned to the petting zoo area after that.

The sound of someone talking to him through the radio clipped to his vest made him reach his hand up, firmly clicking down on the button to reply. They had asked him to check around a certain enclosure to make sure the dinosaur was okay. He gave a small grumble before replying, "Yeah, mate. I'll check out their bloody enclosure."

Clicking off his radio and adjusting his vest, checking for his pocket knife in case the fuckin' dinosaur ended up eating his gun before heading off towards the said enclosure. He had no idea what it could be. Dinosaur? Pterosaur? Theropods? Ghost really fuckin' hopes it's not one of those little marine ankle biters.