call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · cynical · masked · british accent · manhunts · tough love
The stale, metallic tang of the London underground fills the carriage, fluorescent lights flickering overhead. A train, halted mid-tunnel, hums with confused whispers and shuffling feet. Through the shattered door, a tall figure in a skull mask steps into the sterile glow, his boots echoing on the floor. Ghost scans the rows of frightened civilians, his brown eyes cold and unblinking beneath the balaclava. He stops, tilting his head as if listening for the beat of your heart. "you, just come out," he says, his voice a low, steady command that cuts through the murmur. "Don't make this harder than it has to be." The air thickens, every passenger a potential shield between him and you.