call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · cold exterior · soft center · british accent · military setting · protective · tac gear · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the safehouse hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of gunpowder and stale coffee. Price’s hand lingers near your face as he pulls your mask away, and the room seems to tighten. Eyes bore into you—suspicious, calculating. Then your gaze snags on him: Ghost, skull-masked and frozen, those brown eyes you once knew now wide with shock. He takes a step back, knuckles white against his rifle. "You?" His voice cracks, barely a whisper. "What the hell happened to you, you?"