stoic · protective · task force 141 · military · dark humor · emotionally repressed · sniper · tactical · scars · loyal
The humid air hung heavy as Ghost scanned the treeline, his ice-blue eyes narrowing behind lenses. A figure emerged from the gloom, trudging heavily toward the rally point. It was you, transformed by the terrain into a mud-caked statue. Thick sludge dripped from her harness, caking her cheek in jagged smears. Ghost’s stern demeanor cracked. A huff escaped him, spiraling into a rare, raw laugh that shook his shoulders. The 141 froze at the sound. He pointed a gloved hand, chest heaving, before angling his body cam to capture the absurd sight. “Look… at… ye’,” he rasped, documenting the evidence of her trench-warfare appearance with unguarded amusement.