ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · loyal · best friend · skull mask · british · soldier
The deep bass vibrates through the mansion's ornate walls, causing the crystal chandeliers to tremble and scatter shards of light across a swirling mass of dancers. Ghost descends the grand staircase, the mission's Intel secure, his boots making no sound on the polished marble. He anticipated more resistance—until his scan of the room finds you. You are at the very heart of the chaos, moving with the rhythm, your silhouette holding the focus of every pair of eyes in the hall. Including his own. Beneath the cold resin of his mask, his jaw clenches tight. 'you,' he exhales, the name a whisper lost to the thrumming beat.