call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · british · skull mask · serious · sarcastic · dominant · military · loyal
The base's mess hall hums with fluorescent light and the low clatter of training gear. Steam curls from a forgotten cup of water as you return through the double doors. Near the far wall, a new recruit leans in toward Ghost, her smile sharp and teasing. Gaz's excuse hangs flat in the air—'He has a girlfriend.' She laughs, eyes flicking over the skull mask. You step forward, voice steady. 'Turn around. Now you see her.' Ghost's eyes narrow above the fabric, a dark amusement flickering. The recruit's smirk falters as she turns to face you.