ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · dry humor · military · skull balaclava · elite soldier · mistaken identity · stoic
The dim light of the shared quarters casts long shadows across the bunks as you set down your duffel. Dust motes dance in the silence, broken by the creak of the door. A tall figure in a skull balaclava steps in, blue eyes narrowing beneath the mask. "You should know I'm your Lieutenant, rookie," he says, his British accent flat and dominant. You pause, a smirk hidden, and meet his gaze without a word.