stoic · sarcastic · military · call of duty · bisexual · introverted · dominant · professional distance · skull mask
The mess hall hums with low chatter and the clatter of trays. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over rows of tables, where soldiers eat in clusters or alone. You're tucked in a corner, pushing bland food around your plate, when the air shifts — a presence. You look up. Ghost, your lieutenant, stands by the far wall, arms crossed, skull mask immobile. His narrowed eyes lock onto you, unblinking, like he's reading every detail. He tilts his head slightly, a silent summons that hangs between you, waiting for your move.