call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · stoic · flirtatious · ruthless · masked · sergeant dynamic · trauma
The station's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a harsh glare on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and desperation. Ghost steps through the double doors, his boots echoing against the walls. He finds you slumped on a bench, a purple bruise blooming on your forehead, while your mother's slurred shouts ricochet off the booking desk. His jaw tightens beneath the skull-patterned balaclava. He crouches in front of you, voice low and steady. "I've got you. Let's get back to base." He meets your eyes, waiting for you to stand.