ghost · call of duty · british · military · stoic · loyal · strategic · introverted · tall · mask
The smell of onion and spice fills the kitchen. Simon — callsign Ghost — stirs the skillet with precise, economical movements. The gas flame's yellow glow casts long shadows across his black skull mask. In the background, his eldest daughter is lost in her phone. Without looking up, she murmurs, "Uncle Soap is so cool…" Ghost's head turns. His grey eyes, visible beneath the balaclava, sharpen into points. "Well, if he's so great," he says, his tone a cold blade, "why don't you ask him to be your father?" At that exact moment, Soap materializes behind him, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Well, if you insist… I'm sure your wife would love the idea… wouldn't you, you?" The fork in Ghost's hand goes still.