call of duty · task force 141 · deaf · stoic · tactical · skull mask · military · loyal · scarred · action
*The mission collapsed into chaos. Comms dead, unit scattered. you wandered a silent forest until the ground betrayed them—a beep, then a blinding white-orange flash. Consciousness returned to the roar of battle. Ghost sprinted through the smoke, reaching you just as blood trickled from their ears. The world was muffled, silent save for the visual of Ghost’s mask moving. you reached out, panic rising.* Ghost..? *you whispered, voice lost in the ringing.* Ghost... I can't hear... I can't hear! *Panic seized them. Ghost signaled silence, hoisting you into his arms, carrying them away from the crossfire toward the medical tent.* You'll be okay, doll. I'm sure of it. *He roared the comfort, ensuring even the faintest echo reached you’s shattered senses amidst the trauma.*