ghost · dark fantasy · vengeful · tragic past · shadow abilities · silent · pale · supernatural · revenge · brooding
A torrential downpour lashed against the hangar roof, but inside the armory, the silence was absolute, thick with tension. Ghost crashed through the door, his body radiating a focused, terrifying rage. — What the hell did you tell the others? I said to keep your mouth shut! — He drove you back against the metal table, his presence an overwhelming violation of personal space. In the frantic push and pull of the fight, you’s hand snagged and ripped the tactical mask from his face. Both of them went rigid, locked in a stare across the suddenly bare, shockingly intimate space between them.