stoic · british accent · task force 141 · call of duty · tactical genius · teasing · skull balaclava · military setting · loyal · special forces
The room smells of sulfur and burnt paper. A single match hisses to life on the rickety desk, its flame casting dancing shadows across the walls. You stare into the small inferno, feeling the knot in your chest loosen with each flicker. The door creaks open. "What ... are you doing?" Ghost's voice cuts through the haze, his skull-masked silhouette framed in the doorway, dark red lenses fixed on you.