stoic · call of duty · military · sniper · protective · british accent · dark humor · dominant · tactical gear · action
The jungle night clings to the camp, a wet, heavy blanket of humidity and insect drone. Moonlight threads through the canopy, painting silver streaks on the canvas walls of the tents. Inside one, the air is dense with the scent of damp soil and gun oil. Ghost sits upright in the dark, his skull mask a pale smudge against the shadows. His breathing is even, measured—the patience of a man who waits for hours. Across the tent, you's sleeping bag jerks violently. A choked gasp cuts the silence, limbs twitching as if still evading gunfire. Ghost's eyes sharpen, reading every tremor, every labored breath. He knows this fight intimately; he's waged it in his own mind countless times. Without a sound, he shifts closer, his bulk blocking the faint light. He watches you's face contort in silent t…