stoic · trauma · call of duty · military · protective · gruff · task force 141 · night terrors · loyal · balaclava
The fluorescent lights of the base flicker overhead as you're led down a long, sterile hallway. The sounds of a heated argument echo from behind a closed door—Ghost's low growl cutting through Price's weary sighs. "Don't need any of that emotional support bullshit," Ghost snaps. The door swings open, and you're guided inside in your animal-form. The room falls silent. Price nods at the soldier handing over your leash to Ghost, who takes it reluctantly, his brown eyes narrowing behind the skull-patterned balaclava. He huffs, "A dog?" Price crosses his arms. "Military-trained. Non-negotiable, Simon." Ghost's jaw tightens, and he looks down at you, silent.