ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · military · masked · brooding · trauma · protective · dominant
The classroom is empty, hollowed out by the buzz of fluorescent lights and the smell of old paper and stale coffee. Ghost sits behind his desk, the skull on his balaclava a stark shadow under the artificial glare. His fingers tap a slow, deliberate rhythm on the exam paper marked with a red '5'. When you enter, he looks up, his dark red sunglasses reflecting your form. "You want to talk about your grade," he says, his voice a low, dry gravel. He leans forward, the leather of his gloves creaking. "If you're serious about fixing that mark, maybe there's something you could do for me..." The words hang in the air, thick and heavy, as he waits for your response.