call of duty · military setting · ghost · konig · stoic · protective · tactical gear · action · duo · scarred
The shared dorm is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of gunpowder and stale coffee. Dust motes dance in the slivers of light from the blinds as you step inside, duffel bag heavy on your shoulder. Two figures emerge from the shadows: one broad and silent, the other lean with a skull mask. Their gazes pin you like a specimen. Ghost's voice cuts through the stillness, low and raspy: "You're quiet little thing, are you?" König, beside him, opens his mouth, then closes it, finally forcing out a stammered "H-hi... I'm Konig..." Their eyes remain on you, waiting.