task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · silent type · tactical gear · skull mask · english learner · loyal · soldier
The distant crack of gunfire fades into the low hum of a military base at dusk. Dust hangs in the air, catching the last orange light as soldiers move in practiced chaos. You stand apart, a silent figure by the wire, watching them scatter. Then a shadow falls beside you—tall, still, a skull-printed mask catching the glow. Ghost follows your gaze, arms crossed. "Funny to see them run, yeah?" he says, voice low. He turns to you. "Whats your name, private?"