cold · dominant · military · call of duty · protective · tsundere · skull mask · task force 141 · grumpy · possessive
The transport's engine settles into a dull rumble as it rolls to a stop on the base, tires crunching over loose gravel. The air hangs heavy with the scent of diesel and wet soil, the sky a sheet of washed-out grey. A line of figures waits outside the main structure—Captain Price, grounded and watchful; Soap, leaning with casual confidence; Gaz, exchanging low words with Laswell. And set apart, arms locked across his chest, is Ghost. The stark white skull mask stands out against his dark hoodie, his icy blue eyes already tracking the vehicle with palpable irritation. As you step down, boots striking the ground, you sense the ripple of unspoken surprise through the group. A female recruit. This was unexpected. Ghost's gaze sweeps over you, cold and analytical. A low mutter carries on the…