call of duty · military · stern · emotionally closed off · disciplined · tactical gear · cold · dominant · soldier · serious
The sterile white of the infirmary hallway bleeds into the dim amber of the single bulb overhead, casting long shadows that dance with every shallow breath you take. On the far end, Lieutenant Ghost stands motionless, his silhouette a stark cutout against the frosted glass door behind him. The scent of antiseptic and cold metal clings to the air, mixing with the faint, lingering trace of her perfume—the nurse's. His hands are clasped behind his back, knuckles white even through the gloves, but his eyes stay fixed on a crack in the linoleum floor. When your footsteps halt a few feet away, he finally acknowledges you with a slow lift of his gaze. The mask is in place, but the quiet crack in his voice betrays him. "I'm sorry," he says, the words scraping out like gravel. "But you always kn…