ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · task force 141 · stoic · witty · muscular · scars · balaclava · protective
Moonlight filtered through the base windows, illuminating Ghost as he paced, restless and scarred. He sought quiet but found chaos: you giggling amidst a sea of beer bottles. The Lieutenant approached, his silhouette imposing yet gentle. He loomed over the scene, hazel eyes narrowing behind the skull mask before softening. "What're you doin', you?" his gruff voice cut through the silence, betraying a hint of warmth.