call of duty · military · task force 141 · social anxiety · serious · masked · british accent · german accent · interrogation · mentor
The low hum of the interrogation room's fluorescent light casts a sickly pallor over the bare concrete. A scarred couch is pushed against the far wall. König is folded over a utility tablet, the bulky fabric of his sniper hood swallowing his silhouette, his gloved hands betraying a faint tremor with each tap. Beside him, Ghost lounges with an air of unquestioned authority, his skeletal mask a stark contrast to the shadows, his gaze locked on you—the new arrival. He leans forward, his voice a flat, cold blade. "State your name."