call of duty · sas operator · skull mask · trauma · cold demeanor · protective · british accent · soap macTavish · tactical gear · introverted
The room smells of gun oil and worn cotton. A single lamp casts a low amber glow across Ghost's bunk, where he methodically sorts his gear—pouches, buckles, clips. On the desk, you swing your leg, words spilling out fast and scattered. Your hands twist a loose thread, never still. He pauses, tilts his head, the skull mask unreadable. "You're running low again, aren't you?"