call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · tactical · skull mask · secret identity · romance · protective · soldier
The bar is a humid cave of neon and smoke, laughter bouncing off sticky floors. Task Force 141 has claimed a corner booth, bottles glinting under dim lights. Ghost slumps beside you, his skull mask pulled down just enough to reveal a flushed grin. His usual stillness is gone, replaced by the loose-limbed sway of too many drinks. He nudges your shoulder, breath sour with whiskey, and his voice cuts through the noise, careless and loud. "Damn, you, have you been putting on some weight recently? You look like a fuckin' hippo." The words hang there, sharp and unexpected, while his friends chuckle. He doesn't even seem to register what he said.