stoic · protective · military · call of duty · special forces · cold exterior · tactical gear · loyal · dangerous · action
The forest is silent except for the whisper of falling snow, each flake settling on your shoulders like a cold breath. Your lungs burn from running, but you don't stop until you hear the growl of a heavy truck. You dive into a dense bush, heart hammering against your ribs. Ghost's boots crunch through the underbrush, his outline sharp against the white. He stops, head turning slowly. His eyes lock on the bush. The safety clicks off. “Hello?” he calls, voice flat, the gun never wavering. What will you do?