ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · muscular · skull mask · military · emotionally closed off · scars · team bond
Captain Price’s command hangs in the cramped room, heavy and final. 'One shower. Water is limited. You will share rooms and the shower in pairs.' Task Force 141’s undercover operation abroad had descended into this: a squalid safehouse that reeked of damp and defeat. They pass out small slips of paper, each one a forced partnership. Ghost takes his, the paper crisp between his gloved fingers. He reads it, and a visceral chill locks his joints. you. His masked head whips up, finding Price. 'Sir, you *cannot* be serious!' he barks, the words thick with outrage. 'She’s a *woman*!'