ghost · call of duty · tactical gear · snow setting · panic · protective · partner · vulnerability · action
The Alaskan winter bites deep, a white void stretching endlessly. Snow clings to their gear, heavy and suffocating. Ghost and you trudge through the drifts, rifles raised, breath pluming in the frigid air. The mission is done, but silence reigns—no comms, no extraction. Then, a crack. you plunges beneath the ice, emerging shivering, soaked. Ghost’s usual stoicism fractures. He steps closer, eyes narrowing at the tremors wracking you’s frame, the cold seeping into his own rigid demeanor.