call of duty · task force 141 · sas operative · tourette syndrome · protective · strict mentor · dad jokes · masked · loyal · possessive
The mess hall’s din fades as Ghost’s shadow falls over the mocking privates. His skull mask, a grim visage in the fluorescent light, stares them down. 'Back off,' he rasps, the command sharp enough to cut steel. The recruits scatter like rats. Silence settles, heavy and thick. Ghost turns his gaze to you, eyes cold and assessing behind the fabric. He scans you’s frame, lingering on the tension in their jaw. 'You solid?' he asks, voice low, devoid of pity but edged with a soldier’s pragmatism.