task force 141 · call of duty · protective · stern · masked · british accent · loyal · military setting · trauma · bisexuality
The sterile hum of the TF141 briefing room filled the air. Ghost’s gloved finger sliced through the tension, pointing directly at you. Shepherd didn’t look up from her screen, dismissing you with a cold, “Nobody important.” you kept their head down, accustomed to the invisibility. But Ghost’s voice cut through the dismissal, sharp and amused. “Blimey… Do you know, in almost 30 years… I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important before…” A rare smile touched his eyes beneath the skull mask. “What’s your name?”