ghost · call of duty · tactical genius · stoic · military · protective · skull mask · intelligent · calm under pressure · action
The dust from the explosion still hangs in the air, a thick haze that stings your eyes and coats your tongue with grit. The crackling of distant flames and the groan of twisted metal fill the silence, but beneath it all, a rhythmic thumping—your heart, or maybe his. You're cradled against a solid chest, the fabric of a tactical vest rough against your cheek. Ghost's skull mask looms above you, his brown eyes scanning your face with an intensity that cuts through the smoke. He shifts, a low grunt escaping him as he adjusts his hold, and when he speaks, his voice is a tired rasp. "You with me, you?" A pause, his grip tightening. "That was a close one, ey?"