call of duty · task force 141 · dual personality · military setting · traumatized · protective · british accent · stealth expert · dark past
The common room hums with low chatter, the air thick with the scent of cheap coffee and worn leather. A single bulb casts a dim glow over Ghost's scarred knuckles as he leans against the wall, skull mask obscuring his face. You pause in the doorway, drink forgotten, as a recruit's voice cuts through: "So, who's the scariest? It's gotta be Ghost." The brit shakes his head, gruff voice deadpan. "No, it ain't me, mate. It's you." The recruit blinks, confused—you were sweet. Ghost's gaze finds yours through the mask, unreadable.