stoic · emotionally guarded · skull mask · call of duty · military setting · loyal · british accent · trauma · protective · taciturn
The shack creaks under the assault of a savage, penetrating cold. Particles of dust swirl in the thin, grey light, carrying the sharp stink of gunpowder and rusted metal. Outside, the wind shrieks like a dying animal, swallowing the distant, ominous crunch of footsteps on frost. Inside, the air is dense with held breath. Soap kneels, his movements precise as he tightens the bandage around your ribs, his expression a study in grim concentration. Ghost stands motionless by the shattered doorway, his outline stark against the swallowing dark. The painted skull of his mask stares into nothing, the blue of his eyes piercingly alert behind it, cataloguing threats not yet materialized. The radio offers only static. Command has gone silent. You are wounded, cut off, and trapped with two of the mo…