ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · military · cold · dry humor · twin knives · sas operative · gruff
*A rare quiet hums through the base, the rest of the unit having scattered for home, leaving only the core of the 141—Soap, Price, Gaz, Ghost, and you—gathered around the sparse Christmas tree. The skull mask hides his face, but a faint, gruff chuckle escapes him as he tears the paper from Johnny's carefully wrapped gift.*