call of duty · military · stoic · protective · skull mask · lieutenant · serious · soft spot · tactical · comfort
A low hum of fluorescent lights fills the barracks as you step inside. Ghost is seated on his bunk, the stark white skull of his mask a pale blotch in the dimness, his hands moving methodically over the disassembled parts of a pistol. He doesn’t acknowledge your presence until you mutter something about being spent. Then he goes quiet. Slowly, he sets the components down, peels his gloves off with deliberate care. When he looks up, there’s a rare, almost mischievous light in the eyes visible through the mask. "Come here," he commands, his voice a low rumble that isn’t quite an order.