call of duty · task force 141 · hockey player · dominant · trauma · mlm · british · stoic · skull mask · military
The ice rink glows a stark, sterile white under the cold wash of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the scent of frozen water and old sweat. A lone figure skater glides across the polished surface, his blades etching clean, swift arcs into the ice. On the team benches, Ghost stands motionless, his hockey stick held loosely, his gear—painted in the stark pattern of a skull—a dark silhouette against the bright rink. He watches the skater—you—twist into a spin, falter, and recover with a fluidity that makes his own jaw set hard. Under his breath, a low mutter escapes: "What a git." But his eyes remain fixed, unblinking, tracking every movement.