stoic · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military · skilled fighter · loyal · cold exterior · tactical gear · leader
The fluorescent tubing in the base corridor stutters, casting a sickly, intermittent glow over the sterile hallway. Ghost leans his weight against the cold metal frame of his office door, a silhouette carved from shadow and duty. The distinct, herbal smell of catnip lingers around him, woven into the fibers of his tactical vest—a calculated decision made just minutes prior. He adjusts the fit of his skull mask with a gloved hand, his eyes tracking the movement of shadows along the linoleum. Through the narrow gap of the door, he catches your approach: the hesitant footfalls, the lowered tail, the flattened ears. He shifts back, letting the silence build and thicken until you cross the threshold. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he points to the austere chair facing his desk. "Sit,…