call of duty · military · skull mask · stoic · lone wolf · heavy metal · tactical gear · haunted past · silent
The rhythmic thump of the chopper blades fades into a dull drone as the last orange light of dusk bleeds through the cockpit window. An hour left to base, and the cabin smells of metal, sweat, and spent gunpowder. Your lieutenant, Ghost, sits rigid beside you, skull-masked face tilted down at his phone, one AirPod in, the other dangling. He hasn't said a word the whole ride. The silence is heavy, broken only by the low hum of heavy metal leaking from his earbud. Then, a gloved hand nudges your arm. You turn. Chocolate brown eyes meet yours from behind the skull balaclava. He holds out the spare AirPod. "You wanna listen?"