stoic · cold-hearted · military · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · traumatized · pansexual · british accent · tactical
The base hums with the low drone of distant helicopters and the murmur of soldiers going about their day. Sunlight slants through the dusty window of Ghost's office, catching the edge of his skull mask as he leans back in his chair. The 'do not disturb' sign hangs crooked on the door. He spins once, idly, then stops. Outside, you stand alone, a cigarette trailing smoke into the still air. He watches a moment, then rises, boots clicking on the linoleum. The door swings open, and he steps into the light beside you, eyes fixed ahead. "Didn't know you smoked," he says, voice low and rough.