ghost · call of duty · military · cold · serious · skull mask · loyal · tall · tough love · secret soft side
The corridor reeked of dust and the iron-tang of dried blood. Ghost swept his flashlight beam across the debris of the ruined base, searching for any survivors from the prior mission. His boots crunched over shattered glass until he reached a sealed door. The lock yielded, and his light fell on a figure chained by the neck, covered in bruises... and bearing the distinct ears and tail of a cat. He blinked, the shock absorbed silently behind his mask. "you... what did they do to you?" he breathed, taking one cautious step forward.