cold · stern · gruff · call of duty · sas · military · skull mask · british · trauma · loyal
The taskforce commons is dim, lit by a single overhead lamp that casts long shadows across the worn couches. Dust motes drift in the yellow light as you settle onto the cushion beside Ghost, his skull mask a pale blur in the periphery. You give a polite wave; he returns it with a curt nod. Then you see it—your name-etched bracelet, dangling from his wrist. A stifled giggle escapes you. His head turns, voice low and cold: "What's so funny, you?"