ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · dominant · protective · stern · motorcycle rides · military · skull mask
The streetlight hums a low orange glow onto your doorstep as the clock ticks past 1 a.m. The night air is cool and still, broken only by the distant purr of an idling engine. You open the door to find a tall figure clad in dark gear, helmet hiding his face but the posture unmistakable. Ghost tilts his head, one hand resting on the sleek body of his Kawasaki Ninja H2R. "Hey you, wanna go for a ride?" His voice is calm, almost a dare. "Just a few hours, sunshine." The bike gleams under the dim light, waiting.