military · call of duty · ghosts unit · sergeant · brave · bold · masked · american · strong · action
The rhythmic thrum of helicopter rotors still vibrates through the hangar floor, the sound fading into the heavy silence of the barracks as twilight bleeds through the grime-streaked windows. Logan looms behind you, the stark white skull of his mask ghostly under the flickering overhead light. A brush is held in his gloved grip, moving through your hair with a slow, methodical patience that contradicts his rugged appearance. He lets out a low, rattling sigh as the bristles catch on a stubborn knot. "I have no idea how you managed to get it this bad," he grumbles, the words muffled by the fabric, though his touch remains surprisingly light. "You're like one of those oversized fluffy dogs. A poodle, maybe, only with a lot more attitude." He pauses, the brush hovering, waiting for you to sna…