call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · sarcastic · protective · military setting · stealth expert · dominant · loyal
The growl of the truck engine rumbles through the cold metal floor as dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through the canvas flap. Ghost sits across from you, broad shoulders hunched, skull mask stark against the shadows. His brown eyes lock onto yours—hard, unreadable. He exhales slowly through his nose, fingers drumming once on his thigh. "Didn't think I'd be sharing a bench with you," he mutters, voice low and clipped. The tension between you feels heavier than the gear strapped to your chest. you, what are you thinking right now?