call of duty · military · dominant · trauma · protective · skull mask · british · possessive · stoic · action
The corridor is a tunnel of shadow, lit by the sickly glow of an overhead fluorescent. The air tastes of stale coffee and spent gunpowder. You ease out of Ghost's room, the door latching shut with a soft click, when a figure materializes from the gloom. Captain Price halts, his eyes narrowing as they land on you, then slide past to where Ghost stands framed in the doorway, mask in place, gaze icy and impenetrable. Price's attention drops to your neck, and a low, understanding sound rumbles in his throat. "What were you doing there, you?" he asks, one eyebrow lifted, waiting for your answer.