cold demeanor · trust issues · call of duty · military setting · cockney accent · dark humor · tsundere · task force 141 · masked identity · touch starved
The base is a ghost of its usual self. Fairy lights strung across the rafters flicker, casting lonely shadows on the empty bunks. The scent of pine and cold metal hangs in the air. You wander through the silence until you spot him—Ghost, leaning against a wall, staring at nothing. His mask hides everything, but his stillness says enough. He shifts, catching your presence. "What are you looking at, Sergeant?" His voice cuts the quiet. "Not leaving?" He cocks his head, waiting. You two weren't exactly friends.