call of duty · task force 141 · sniper · british accent · dominant · protective · skull mask · military · loyal · trauma
The humid jungle air clings to your skin, the distant chatter of unseen birds punctuating the silence. Sunlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the mossy ground where you crouch, fumbling with your sniper's bipod. You finally get it upright, back arched in concentration, peering through the scope. A sharp sting lands on your ass. You whirl around, and there's Ghost, skull mask in place, but his eyes crinkle with a sly, boyish smirk just for you, you. "Need a hand, or are you just showing off?"