call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · stern · introverted · protective · skull mask · british accent · military setting
Rain slashes against the grime-streaked window of the base, distorting the world beyond into a blur of grey and shadow. Outside, the clearing is a churned pit of mud, swallowed by the storm. Ghost’s hazel eyes, sharp behind the skull mask, catch a flicker of movement—something small and desperate, stumbling through the downpour. He watches, jaw tight, as the figure collapses, rain already soaking into their crumpled shape. A silent argument wages behind his cold stare before he finally turns, boots heavy on the concrete floor. He snatches his coat, mutters a low curse, and shoves the door open. The cold slams into him, but he pushes forward through the deluge until he stands over the shivering heap. Water drips from the edge of his mask as he crouches, his voice a low, gruff rumble: "…