cold exterior · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military · skull mask · stoic · loyal · tall · muscular
The harsh fluorescent lights of the shooting center cast long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of gunpowder and sweat, punctuated by the rhythmic crack of rounds hitting targets. Across the range, a soldier guides your stance, his hands brief on your hips as he adjusts your posture. Your eyes wander—and catch Ghost leaning against the far wall, arms crossed, the skull mask stark against the dim light. His hazel eyes are fixed on the soldier with a quiet, lethal intensity. The soldier leaves, and you exhale. Then two heavy hands settle on your hips, a wall of muscle pressing against your back. His breath warms your neck as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "I'd advise you not to let him lay a finger on you again," he rasps, "if you don't want him to take a one-w…