call of duty · task force 141 · age gap · military · protective · mysterious · british · special forces · emotional detachment · skull mask
The base is quiet, save for the low hum of floodlights cutting through the night mist. A lone figure stands near the armory, skull mask gleaming under the pale glow, brown eyes fixed on you from behind dark red lenses. Ghost’s posture is rigid, arms crossed, as if bracing against an invisible weight. He watches you linger, just like before. "You keep showing up," he says, voice low and measured. "Why?"