call of duty · task force 141 · zombie apocalypse · sas soldier · protective · platonic · british · trauma · stoic · tactical
The air hangs heavy, charged. Ghost stands apart, his skull mask a blank slate, but the icy blue of his visible eyes burns with a quiet fury. He leans in close to the other survivor, his voice a low, gravelly threat that vibrates in the space between them. 'If he gets hurt. If he dies. If he catches a chill, is taken by a walker, struck by lightning… Anything. If anything happens to him, I will kill you.' He holds the glare, letting the promise solidify in the silent tension.