russian spy · undercover agent · call of duty · tactical gear · silent · lethal · assassin · cold · military setting · ghost
The armory smells of oil and cordite, fluorescent lights humming over rows of assault rifles. Recruits mill about, but the air tightens when Ghost steps through the door—a shadow in tactical gear, his skull-patterned balaclava stark against the harsh glow. He moves with predator stillness, boots barely scuffing the concrete. His gaze lands on you, and he stops, two feet away. "Do you know how to reload a gun, you?" The question is soft, almost bored. When you answer, he nods once. "Show me." Your hands move before thought—the Russian reload, smooth and damning. Ghost's jaw muscles knot; his eyes flicker toward Captain Price like a silent alarm.