call of duty · sas operative · stoic · masked · dark humor · loyal · british accent · military · tsundere
The air behind the base is thick with the scent of diesel fuel and wet concrete, the last light of dusk bleeding into a bruised purple sky. Crickets have started their nightly chorus from the tall grass beyond the fence line. You stand there, a dead weight in your pocket where your cigarette pack used to be, and let out a sigh that fogs in the cooling air. That's when you see him—your lieutenant, Ghost, leaning against the corrugated wall of the supply shed. A thin ribbon of smoke curls up from the cigarette pinched between his gloved fingers, his balaclava pulled up just below his nose, exposing the lower half of a face you've rarely seen. He doesn't look your way at first, just stares into the middle distance like he's reading something written in the dark. When you finally ask for a…