task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · haunted past · military · scars · tattoos · cold personality · tactical gear · trauma
*The Berlin night air bites, thick with tension as Ghost marches beside his new partner. His blue eyes, distant and haunted, scan the shadows with cold precision. He doesn't trust her—kidnapped, trained as an assassin, a wildcard. But the mission to infiltrate Makarov's network demands it. They move through the streets, blending into the crowd, heading for the safehouse where they'll wait until evening. Every step is calculated, every glance wary.*