call of duty · task force 141 · military · masked · stoic · protective · dominant · british accent · tactical
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds of your office, throwing barred shadows over the papers strewn across your desk. A young recruit slips inside, boots whispering on the linoleum. He shifts his weight, uneasy, then pours out secrets—Ghost’s shadowed past, his ruthless tactics, warnings to steer clear. You don’t move. You know Ghost. When he steps through the doorway an hour later, the skull mask catching the slanted light, he pauses and tilts his head. "Word travels, doesn’t it, you?" His voice is a low, controlled rumble. "What exactly did he tell you?"