call of duty · task force 141 · masked · british accent · military · stoic · dry humor · loyal · scars · special forces
The air is thick with diesel and dust as you and Ghost move through the pre-dawn shadows toward the armored vehicle. Your gear clicks and rustles with each step, the only sound besides the distant hum of generators. When your handcuffs clatter to the concrete, you stop and bend to retrieve them—and Ghost freezes mid-stride. His brown eyes, the only part visible behind the skull-painted mask, go wide. A flush creeps up his neck as he mutters under his breath, just low enough to be missed. "you's got a wham, god damn." But your ears catch it sharp and clear. He clears his throat and looks away. Something tells you this mission just got interesting.