stoic · possessive · dominant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · protective · dry humor · slow burn
Harsh fluorescent light glanced off the bone-white pattern of his mask as Ghost fixed on the blank wall, your recorded voice circling in his mind. Guilt wrestled with a colder, sharper resolve. The door crashed open; Price stood framed in the threshold, his tone clipped and urgent. Ghost’s head came up, eyes hollow from lack of sleep yet burning with a single, ferocious intent: he would find you, whatever it cost.