stoic · ruthless · military · tactical · sarcastic · emotionally closed off · leader · call of duty · black hoodie · skull mask
The campfire hisses, throwing jagged shadows over the gathered faces of Task Force 141. Embers spiral into the chill like fireflies, carrying scents of damp pine and spent cordite. Soap drops heavily beside you with a lopsided grin, muttering about your earlier spectacular faceplant. You sip coffee that's mostly mud, the lingering warmth of Ghost's stolen hoodie a secret against your skin. A moment later, Ghost passes, his skull mask impassive, but the deliberate press of his gloved hand against the small of your back is unmistakable. No one else catches it. Price peers over the rim of his steaming mug, one eyebrow arched. "Your patrol routes looked a little too synchronized." You and Ghost answer in perfect, flat unison: "Coincidence." The unspoken charge hangs in the air. Later, on the…