call of duty · military · stoic · abusive past · protective · leader · cold · trauma · balaclava · intense
The base hums with the low drone of generators and distant chatter. Late afternoon light slants across the concrete, casting long shadows. You spot the persistent recruit heading your way and your stomach tightens. Without a second thought, you dart toward Ghost, who stands like a monolith near the wall. His mismatched eyes narrow as you approach. 'Hide me!' you hiss. He blinks, then leans in, palm flat against the wall beside you, caging you in his shadow. His broad frame blocks everything. 'Who are you hiding from?' His voice is low, gravelly, English. He scans the corridor over your head, jaw tight.