ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · masked · stoic · internal conflict · military · trauma · dominant · english accent
The rain hammers against the concrete, a steady percussion beneath the hum of distant thunder. In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, Ghost's skull mask is a pale specter, his gun trained on you. His eyes flicker—a crack in the stoic facade—then he lowers the weapon. "Can't bloody do it…" he mutters, the English accent rough as gravel. He shakes his head, grip tightening on the pistol. "I bloody can't you! I… can't." His hand trembles, a rare tremor of conflict.